Song of Songs 2:11-14

¹¹Look, the ◄winter/cold season► is ended; the rain has stopped;

¹²flowers are blooming throughout the country/land. It is now time to sing; we hear the doves cooing.

¹³There are young/new figs on the fig trees, and there are blossoms on the grapevines and their fragrance fills the air. You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me!

¹⁴You are like MET a dove that is hiding far from me in an opening/crack in the rocky cliff. Show me your face, and allow me to hear your voice, because your voice is sweet-sounding and your face is lovely CHI.”