MLV(i)
2 I was asleep, but my heart awoke. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled. For my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.
3 I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?