8. The voice of my beloved!Look, he comesleaping over the mountains,bounding over the hills.
9. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows,looking through the lattice.
10. My beloved speaks and says to me: “Rise up, my love,my fair one, and come away.
11. For now the winter has past;the rain is over and gone.
12. The flowers appear on the earth;the time of singing has come,and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.