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 me dije: Subiré a la palmera, Recogeré sus frutos. ¡Que tus pechos sean como racimos de uvas, Y el perfume de tu aliento como de manzanas,

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