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[Chorus] Where has your darling gone, you most beautiful of women? Which way did your darling turn, so that we can help you find him?
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[She] My darling went down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
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I belong to the man I love, and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
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[He] You are as beautiful as Tirtzah, my love, as lovely as Yerushalayim, but formidable as an army marching under banners.
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Turn your eyes away from me, because they overwhelm me! Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Gil'ad.