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R- Hark! My Beloved here He comes Skipping leaping upon the hills. Like a young stag or a gazelle Behold He is standing behind our wall. 1- I'm dark but lovely in Your eyes The sun has tanned me and my mother's sons Looked in anger upon my iniquity Only you Love see me pretty. 2- My sister, my spouse, my sweet dove, Better than wine is your love, Rise up, rise up My fair one, Winter is past and the rain is gone. 3- Catch us the foxes, the little ones; Tell my Beloved among the sons, Tell Him I dosed, tell Him I slept; And my own vineyard I haven't kept. 4- Tell me O You Whom I love: Where do You feed Your flock? "Fairest among women follow in the footsteps Feed your little goats besides the Shepherds' tents." 5- My Beloved's mine and I am His. He feeds His flock among the lilies. With great delight I sat in His shade, And His fruit is sweet to my taste. |
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