sister my love # 22_SON_05_02  I  sleep, but my heart waketh_ [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled_ for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night. ## I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.