For, see, the Winter is past:
Its rain is over and gone away.
The flowers appear in the land;
The time of singing has arrived,
And the voice of the turtledove
is heard in our land.
The fig tree gives out her green figs,
And the vines, the tender grapes,
Give a good smell.
--Song of Solomon 2: 11-13a
(translated c.m.b., 2024)
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