My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountainside, let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.
“in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountainside.” The Beloved seems to be playfully hiding from her Lover (or she seems somehow inaccessible to him), and he is expressing his desire to see her and hear her voice.