Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me.

See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.

Flowers appear on the earth;

the season of singing has come,

the cooing of doves is heard in our land.

The fig-tree forms it early fruit;

the blossoming vines spread

their fragrance.

Arise, come my darling;

my beautiful one,

come with me.