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Water is flowing in this brook, Look and see—where it is flowing! Hey, it comes! Hey, let him make love! The sister-in-law [*k’eni*] has made an excuse, She comes as a guest to her beloved [*yar*]! Hey, it comes! Hey, let him make love! I have gathered roses by the sieve-full, I have laid [them] down with dew upon them. Come, my sweet beloved [*yar*], [That] I may come before you with songs [*tagh*s]. Below my house there stands a pomegranate tree; Let me bring a pillow, and you [lay your] arm. You and I are meant for one garden: You [shall be] the plane tree, [and] I the pomegranate tree.