Listen! My love is approaching.
Look! Here he comes,
leaping over the mountains,(A)
bounding over the hills.
My love is like a gazelle
or a young stag.(B)
Look, he is standing behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.

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Ah, I hear my lover coming!
    He is leaping over the mountains,
    bounding over the hills.
My lover is like a swift gazelle
    or a young stag.
Look, there he is behind the wall,
    looking through the window,
    peering into the room.

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