This stature of yours is like a palm tree,
And your breasts like its clusters.
I said, “I will go up to the palm tree,
I will take hold of its branches.”
Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
The fragrance of your [a]breath like apples,
And the roof of your mouth like the best wine.

The Shulamite

The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved,
[b]Moving gently the [c]lips of sleepers.

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Notas al pie

  1. Song of Solomon 7:8 Lit. nose
  2. Song of Solomon 7:9 Gliding over
  3. Song of Solomon 7:9 LXX, Syr., Vg. lips and teeth.

This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

I said, ‘I will go up to the palm tree; I will take hold of the boughs thereof.’ Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples.

And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.”

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