Cuando Dormia
Caminho Neocatecumenal
When I was sleeping
When I was sleeping and my heart was awake
I heard the voice of my beloved
Open to me, my sister
Open to me, my dove!
For my head is covered with dew
And my locks with the drops of the night
He put his hand
Through the hole of the door
And my heart was moved for him
I rose up to open to my beloved
And my hands dripped with myrrh
My fingers with liquid myrrh
Upon the handles of the lock
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem
If you find my beloved
Tell him that I am sick with love
I opened to my beloved
But my beloved had turned away and was gone
My soul went out when he spoke
I sought him, but I could not find him
I called him, but he gave me no answer
The watchmen who went about the city found me
They struck me, they wounded me
The keepers of the walls took away my veil from me
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem
If you find my beloved
Tell him that I am sick with love
Oh, if you were my brother
I could kiss you
When I find you outside
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem
If you find my beloved
Tell him that I am sick with love
