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14 My dove,(A) in the clefts of the rock,(B)
in the crevices of the cliff,
let me see your face,[a]
let me hear your voice;(C)
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.(D)

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Woman

I was sleeping, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My love was knocking!(A)

Man

Open to me, my sister, my darling,
my dove, my perfect one.
For my head is drenched with dew,
my hair with droplets of the night.

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