Arise my darling my fair one and come away
For now the winter's past 
and the rains are over and gone.
The flowers appear in the countryside
The time of pruning has come.
Arise, my fair one arise and come away
The song of the turtle dove is heard
The turtle dove's song is heard in our land.
Arise, my love.

The vines give forth their fragrance. 
I sleep but my heart is awake.
Listen my beloved's knocking.
For my head is drenched with dew,
my locks with the moisture of the night.

Open to me my darling my dearest.
Open to me my darling my perfect one.
Open to me my darling my true love.

My beloved has gone to the garden, 
to the beds where the balsam grows,
and to pick the lilies,
to delight in the garden.

I am my beloved's.
My beloved is mine.
He who delights in the lilies.
Arise my darling my fair one and come away.
The winter's past and the rains are gone.
Come, come away.