Cantares 2

Prima che spiri l’aura del giorno e che le ombre fuggano, torna, amico mio, come la gazzella od il cerbiatto sui monti che ci separano!

Hasta que apunte el día, y huyan las sombras, tórnate, amado mío; sé semejante al gamo, ó al cabrito de los ciervos, sobre los montes de Bether.

Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.