| You are altogether beautiful
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| Oh girl companion of mine
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| And there is no defect in you
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| There is no defect in you
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| With me from Lebanon my bride
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| With me from Lebanon, may you come
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| May you descend from the top
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| From the top of anti-Lebanon
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| From the top of Samir
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| Or even Hermon
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| From the lairs of lions
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| From the mouths of leopards
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| You have made my heart beat
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| Oh my sister, my bride
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| You have made my heart beat
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| By one of your eyes
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| By just one pendant of your necklace
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| Open to me, oh my sister, my girl companion
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| For my head is filled with the dew
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| The locks of my hair with the drops of the night
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| I’ve put off my robe, how can I put it back on
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| I’ve washed my feet, how can I soil them
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| I am asleep, but my heart is awake
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| To the sound of knocking, my dear one knocking
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| My dove, my blameless one
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| Until the day breathes and the shadows have fled
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| She’ll go my way to the mountain of myrrh
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| To the hill of frankincense |