¹¹ Here, the winter is past;
        the rains have come and gone.
¹² Blossoms have appeared in the land;
        the season of singing^[a] has arrived,
        and the sound of the turtledove is heard in our land.
¹³ The green fruit is on the fig tree,
        and the grapevines in bloom are fragrant.
Rise up,^[b] my dearest,
        my fairest, and go.