ﻧﺸﻴﺪ ﺍﻷﻧﺸﺎ 4:11 ~ Song of Solomon 4:11

ش َفَتاكِ تَقطُرانِ شَهْداً، يا عَرُوسِي. وَتَحتَ لِسانِكِ عَسَلٌ وَحَلِيبٌ. شَذا ثِيابِكِ كَشَذا أرزِ لُبنانَ.

Honey comes from your lips, my bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue. And the sweet smell of your clothing is like the smell of Lebanon.

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