“ I tell you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the deer of the field, you must not wake up my love until it is pleasing to her.” The Third Song The Woman
Vi scongiuro, o figlie di Gerusalemme, per le gazzelle e per le cerve dei campi, non destate e non svegliate l'amore mio finché cosí le piace.
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