⁷     (to the young women) You of Jerusalem heed my warning.
    By the gazelles and deer of the field,
        I charge you not to excite your love until it is ready.
    Don’t stir a fire in your heart too soon, until it is ready to be satisfied.
⁸     I hear his voice! The voice of my love!
        Here he comes,
    Leaping over the mountains,
        bounding among the hills.
⁹     My love is like a gazelle,
        sure-footed and swift as a young stag.
    Look, there he is! Standing behind my wall,
        watching through the windows, peering through the lattice.