Song of Solomon 7:2 ~ Cantares 7:2

Y our body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.

Se asemeja tu ombligo a una taza redonda donde abunda la bebida. Tu vientre evoca a un montón de trigo circundado de blancos lirios.

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