Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple-tree I awakened thee: There thy mother was in travail with thee, There was she in travail that brought thee forth.

Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth.

Τις αυτη η αναβαινουσα απο της ερημου, επιστηριζομενη επι τον αγαπητον αυτης; Εγω σε εξυπνησα υπο την μηλεαν· εκει σε εκοιλοπονησεν η μητηρ σου· εκει σε εγεννησεν η τεκουσα σε.

Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.