I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.

I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, let not love be moved till it is ready.

Σας ορκιζω, θυγατερες Ιερουσαλημ, εις τας δορκαδας και εις τας ελαφους του αγρου, να μη εξεγειρητε μηδε να εξυπνησητε την αγαπην μου, εωσου θεληση.

I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.