H5563–סְמַדֵר–se.ma.dar

The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, And come away. Lover

סְמָדַ֖ר se.ma.Dar “blossom”

Catch for us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in blossom. Beloved

סְמָדַֽר׃ se.ma.Dar “[are] blossom”

Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, Its blossom is open, And the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.

הַסְּמָדַ֔ר (סְּמָדַ֔ר) se.ma.Dar “blossom”