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 palmera, Tomaré sus frutos.’ ¡Sean tus pechos como racimos de la vid, El perfume de tu aliento como manzanas,
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