6. His left-hand is under my head,and his right-hand caresses me.
7. Promise me, women of Jerusalem;swear by the swift deer and the gazellesthat you will not interrupt our love.
8. I hear my lover's voice.He comes running over the mountains,racing across the hills to me.
9. My lover is like a gazelle,like a young stag.There he stands beside the wall.He looks in through the windowand glances through the lattice.
10. My lover speaks to me.Come then, my love;my darling, come with me.
11. The winter is over; the rains have stopped;
12. in the countryside the flowers are in bloom.This is the time for singing;the song of doves is heard in the fields.
13. Figs are beginning to ripen;the air is fragrant with blossoming vines.Come then, my love;my darling, come with me.
14. You are like a dove that hidesin the crevice of a rock.Let me see your lovely faceand hear your enchanting voice.