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12 Blossoms have appeared in the land.
    The season of songbirds[a] has arrived,
        and cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree has produced its fruit,[b]
    the grapevines have blossomed and exude their fragrance.

“Get up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come on.
14 My dove, in the hidden places of the rocks,
    in the secret places of the cliffs,
show me your form, and let me hear your voice.
    For your voice is pleasant,
        and your shape is lovely.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 2:12 Or for pruning
  2. Song of Solomon 2:13 Lit. has ripened