You are a garden spring,
A well of fresh water,
And streams flowing from Lebanon.
Awake, O north wind,
And come, wind of the south;
Make my garden breathe out fragrance,
Let its spices be wafted abroad.
May my beloved come into her garden
And eat its choice fruits!
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