Song.6.2

Never mind. My lover is already on his way to his garden, to browse among the flowers, touching the colors and forms.

Song.6.2

My lover has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies.

Song.6.2

My beloved has gone to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed his flock in the gardens, And to gather lilies.

Song.6.2

He has gone down to his garden, to his spice beds, to graze and to gather the lilies.