Song of Solomon 7:8 ~ Cantares 7:8

I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy breath like apples,

Yo dije: Subiré a la palma, me asiré de sus ramas. Y tus pechos serán ahora como racimos de vid, y el aliento de tu nariz como de manzanas;

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