¹³ Fig trees are bearing fruit,
while blossoms on grapevines
    fill the air with perfume.
My darling, I love you!
    Let's go away together.
¹⁴ You are my dove
hiding among the rocks
    on the side of a cliff.
Let me see how lovely you are!
Let me hear the sound
    of your melodious voice.
¹⁵ Our vineyards are in blossom;
we must catch the little foxes
    that destroy the vineyards.^[a]