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The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping 1over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
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My beloved is like 2a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, there he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, looking through the lattice.
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My beloved speaks and says to me: 3"Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away,
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for behold, the winter is past; 4the rain is over and gone.
125The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singinga has come, and the voice of 6the turtledove is heard in our land.
137The fig tree ripens its figs, and 8the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. 9Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
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O my 10dove, in the 11clefts of the rock, in the crannies of the cliff, let me see your face, let me 12hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your face is 13lovely.
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Catch 14the foxesb for us, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards, 15for our vineyards are in blossom."
1616My beloved is mine, and I am his; he 17grazesc among the lilies.
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Until 18the day breathes and 19the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, be like 20a gazelle or a young stag on cleft mountains.d
Almeida Atualizada (Portuguese) AA
Cantares de Salomâo 2:8
A voz do meu amado! eis que vem aí, saltando sobre os montes, pulando sobre os outeiros.