His Fragrance Is Like Cinnamon Tree
Like a wild gazelle among the lilies am I
Seeking my beloved peeping through lattice high
He's among girls of valley my delight to see
His fragrance is like Cinnamon Tree
Listen! Is that his voice I heard
As I run through hills with the herd
When the birds sing; Dove's coo for me
His fragrance like Cinnamon Tree
My beloved says I am lovely
He delights in me his Lily
Hear his voice for he calls to me
His fragrance like Cinnamon Tree
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