¹⁶ Awake, north wind,
    and come, south wind!
Blow on my garden,^(A)
    that its fragrance^(B) may spread everywhere.
Let my beloved^(C) come into his garden
    and taste its choice fruits.^(D)

5 I have come into my garden,^(A) my sister, my bride;^(B)
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
    I have drunk my wine and my milk.^(C)

Eat, friends, and drink;
    drink your fill of love.

² My beloved has gone^(A) down to his garden,^(B)
    to the beds of spices,^(C)
to browse in the gardens
    and to gather lilies.