¹³ The green figs ripen.
    The grapevines bloom and give off a fragrance.
    Get up, my true love, my beautiful one, and come with me.
¹⁴ My dove, in the hiding places of the rocky crevices,
    in the secret places of the cliffs,
        let me see your figure and hear your voice.
        Your voice is sweet, and your figure is lovely.”