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I said, “I will climb the palm tree
    and lay hold of its branches.”
O may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
    and the scent of your breath like apples,(A)

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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,

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:8 Lit. nose

Ho detto: «Salirò sulla palma e afferrerò i suoi rami». Siano le tue mammelle come i grappoli della vite, la fragranza del tuo alito come quello dei pomi,

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