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His left hand is under my head.
His right hand brings me near to him.

Promise this to me, young women of Jerusalem:
    Do not cause our love to wake up.
Do not cause it to become too strong
    until the time is right.

The young women of Jerusalem:

Who is this who is coming from the desert?
Her head is on her lover's shoulder.

The young woman:

Under the apple tree,
    I caused your love to wake.
That is the place where your mother became pregnant.
    In that place too, your mother gave birth to you in pain.

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

Friends

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

She

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

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