6 His left hand is under my head,and his right hand embraces me!
7 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,by the gazelles or the does of the field,that you not stir up or awaken loveuntil it pleases.
8 The voice of my beloved!Behold, he comes,leaping over the mountains,bounding over the hills.
9 My beloved is like a gazelleor a young stag.Behold, there he standsbehind our wall,gazing through the windows,looking through the lattice.
10 My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my beautiful one,and come away,
11 for behold, the winter is 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 turtledoveis heard in our land.