13 Fig trees are bearing fruit,while blossoms on grapevinesfill the air with perfume.My darling, I love you!Let's go away together.
14 You are my dovehiding among the rockson the side of a cliff.Let me see how lovely you are!Let me hear the soundof your melodious voice.
15 Our vineyards are in blossom;we must catch the little foxesthat destroy the vineyards.
16 My darling, I am yours,and you are mine,as you feed your sheepamong the lilies.
17 Pretend to be a young deerdancing on mountain slopesuntil daylight comesand shadows fade away.