My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He looketh in at the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.

My loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.

Ο αγαπητος μου ειναι ομοιος με δορκαδα η με σκυμνον ελαφου· ιδου, ισταται οπισθεν του τοιχου ημων, κυτταζει εξω δια των θυριδων, προκυπτει δια των δικτυωτων.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.