She read: "I lie in bed at night, thinking about the one I love; I look for him, but I can't find him. I want to get up and search the streets and alleys of the city, looking for the person I love. I look for him, but I can't find him... Maidens of Jerusalem! I point to the antelopes and the doe in the fields and tell you not to wake up or disturb love, wait for it to spontaneously happen." She closed the book, stood up, and opened the curtains. The moment she opened the curtains, she seemed to hear the sound of her heartbeat.