The Woman
[2:8] I hear my lover's voice. He comes running over the mountains, racing across the hills to me.
[2:9] My lover is like a gazelle, like a young stag. There he stands beside the wall. He looks in through the window and glances through the lattice.
[2:10] My lover speaks to me.
The Man
Come then, my love; my darling, come with me.
[2:11] The winter is over; the rains have stopped;
[2:12] in the countryside the flowers are in bloom. This is the time for singing; the song of doves is heard in the fields.
[2:13] Figs are beginning to ripen; the air is fragrant with blossoming vines. Come then, my love; my darling, come with me.
[2:14] You are like a dove that hides in the crevice of a rock. Let me see your lovely face and hear your enchanting voice.
[2:15] Catch the foxes, the little foxes, before they ruin our vineyard in bloom.
The Woman
[2:16] My lover is mine, and I am his. He feeds his flock among the lilies
[2:17] until the morning breezes blow and the darkness disappears. Return, my darling, like a gazelle, like a stag on the mountains of Bether.
[3:1] Asleep on my bed, night after night I dreamed of the one I love; I was looking for him, but couldn't find him.
[3:2] I went wandering through the city, through its streets and alleys. I looked for the one I love. I looked, but couldn't find him.
[3:3] The sentries patrolling the city saw me. I asked them, “Have you found my lover?”
[3:4] As soon as I left them, I found him. I held him and wouldn't let him go until I took him to my mother's house, to the room where I was born.
[3:5] Promise me, women of Jerusalem; swear by the swift deer and the gazelles that you will not interrupt our love.