7. Make a solemn pledge, daughters of Jerusalem,by the gazelles or the wild deer:Don’t rouse, don’t arouse loveuntil it desires.
8. Listen! It’s my lover: here he comes now,leaping upon the mountains,bounding over the hills.
9. My lover is like a gazelleor a young stag.Here he stands now,outside our wall,peering through the windows,peeking through the lattices.
10. My lover spoke and said to me,"Rise up, my dearest,my fairest, and go.
11. Here, the winter is past;the rains have come and gone.