Song of Songs 2:11-15

¹¹Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.

¹²Flowers are blooming everywhere; the time when birds sing has come; the call of the turtledove is heard in the countryside.

¹³Fig trees start producing ripe fruit, while grape vines blossom, giving off their fragrance. Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me!”

¹⁴My dove is out of sight in the crevices of the rock, in the hiding places of the cliff. Please let me see you! Let me hear you! For you speak so sweetly, and you look so beautiful!

¹⁵Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!