Here we are reminded of the man who sings of his love for his wife. She is the garden in which he can enjoy all the beauty that is with her. He enjoys it when he sees her blooming. Again and again, he discovers new things that she gives him in love. The buds that are there are blossoming more and more in the bond of love.
11 Je suis descendue au jardin des noyers, Pour voir la verdure de la vallée, Pour voir si la vigne pousse, Si les grenadiers fleurissent.