I said, ‘I will go to the top of the palm tree. I will take hold of its branches.’ O, may your breasts be like the fruit of the vine, and the sweet smell of your breath like pleasing fruit.
Waxaan is-idhi, Geedka baarka waan fuuli doonaa, Oo waxaan qabsan doonaa laamihiisa. Naasahaagu ha ahaadeen sida rucubyo canab ah, Oo sankaaga neeftiisuna ha u carafto sida midho tufaax ah.
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