5. “Strengthen me with raisin cakes, Refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love.”
6. His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraces me.
7. I have put you under oath, O daughters of Yerushalayim, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love until it pleases.
8. The voice of my beloved! See, he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
9. My beloved is like a gazelle or like a young stag. See, he is standing behind our wall, Looking through the windows, Peering through the lattice.