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13 Let me hear your voice from the garden, my love;
    my companions are waiting to hear you speak.

The Woman

14 Come to me, my lover, like a gazelle,
    like a young stag on the mountains where spices grow.

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He

13 You who dwell in the gardens
    with friends in attendance,
    let me hear your voice!

She

14 Come away, my beloved,
    and be like a gazelle(A)
or like a young stag(B)
    on the spice-laden mountains.(C)

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