“ I was asleep, but my heart was awake. A voice! My love was knocking: ‘Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one! For my head is wet from the water on the grass in the early morning. My hair is wet from the night.’
Adormisem, dar inima îmi veghea... Este glasul prea iubitului meu, care bate:,, Deschide-mi, soro, scumpo, porumbiţo, neprihănito! Căci capul îmi este plin de rouă, cîrlionţii îmi sînt plini de picurii nopţii.`` -
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