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12 My sister, my bride, is a locked up garden;
    a locked up spring,
    a sealed fountain.
13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits,
    henna with spikenard plants,
14     spikenard and saffron,
    calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree;
    myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,
15     a fountain of gardens,
    a well of living waters,
    flowing streams from Lebanon.

Beloved

16 Awake, north wind, and come, you south!
    Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out.
Let my beloved come into his garden,
    and taste his precious fruits.

Lover

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride.
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;
    I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
    I have drunk my wine with my milk.

Friends

Eat, friends!
    Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved.

12 A garden locked is my (A)sister, my bride,
    a spring locked, (B)a fountain (C)sealed.
13 Your shoots are (D)an orchard of pomegranates
    with all (E)choicest fruits,
    (F)henna with (G)nard,
14 nard and saffron, (H)calamus and (I)cinnamon,
    with all trees of (J)frankincense,
(K)myrrh and (L)aloes,
    with all (M)choice spices—
15 a garden fountain, a well of (N)living water,
    and flowing streams from (O)Lebanon.

16 Awake, O north wind,
    and come, O south wind!
Blow upon my (P)garden,
    let its spices flow.

Together in the Garden of Love

She

(Q)Let my beloved come to his (R)garden,
    and eat its (S)choicest fruits.

He

I (T)came to my garden, my (U)sister, my bride,
    I gathered my (V)myrrh with my spice,
    I ate my (W)honeycomb with my honey,
    I (X)drank my wine with my milk.

Others

Eat, (Y)friends, drink,
    and be drunk with love!