B erduhu midhihiisuu soo bixinayaa, Oo geedaha canabkuna way ubxinayaan, Wayna soo carfayaan. Taan jeclahayay, soo kac, taydan qurxoonay i soo raac. Gacaliyaha Hadlayaa
The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.
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