T he mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
Ubixii duudaygu way soo carfayaan, Oo albaabbadayada agtooda waxaa yaal midho cayn kasta ah oo cusayb iyo duugba leh, Oo adigaan kuu kaydiyey, gacaliyahaygiiyow.
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