³ Like an apple^[a] tree among the trees of the forest
    is my beloved^(A) among the young men.
I delight^(B) to sit in his shade,
    and his fruit is sweet to my taste.^(C)

¹⁶ Awake, north wind,
    and come, south wind!
Blow on my garden,^(A)
    that its fragrance^(B) may spread everywhere.
Let my beloved^(C) come into his garden
    and taste its choice fruits.^(D)

¹³ The mandrakes^(A) send out their fragrance,
    and at our door is every delicacy,
both new and old,
    that I have stored up for you, my beloved.^(B)