His left arm is under my head
    and his right arm embraces me.
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
    do not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.

Friends

Who is this coming up from the wilderness
    leaning on her beloved?

She

Under the apple tree I roused you;
    there your mother conceived you,
    there she who was in labour gave you birth.

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