6. My lover’s left arm is under my head, and his right arm holds me.
7. Women of Jerusalem, promise me by the gazelles and wild deer, don’t awaken love, don’t arouse love, until I am ready.
8. I hear my lover’s voice. Here it comes, jumping over the mountains, skipping over the hills.
9. My lover is like a gazelle or a young deer. Look at him standing behind our wall, staring out the window, looking through the lattice.
10. My lover speaks to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful one. Let’s go away!
11. Look, winter is past, the rains have come and gone.