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حَوِّلِي عَيْنَيْكِ عَنِّي، لِأنَّهُمَا تَقْوَيَانِ عَلَيَّ.
شَعْرُكِ كَقَطِيعِ مَاعِزٍ يَنْحَدِرُ مِنْ عَلَى جَبَلِ جِلْعَادَ،
وَأسنَانُكِ كَقَطِيعِ النِّعَاجِ المَجْزُوزَةِ وَالمَغسُولَةِ لِلتَوِّ.
كُلُّهَا تَلِدُ تَوَائِمَ،
لَمْ تُسقِط إحدَاهَا حَمَلًا.
كَفَلْقَةِ رُمَّانٍ هُوَ خَدُّكِ تَحْتَ خِمَارِكِ.

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Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.(A)
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
    not one of them is missing.(B)
Your temples behind your veil(C)
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.(D)

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