Song of Solomon 7:8 ~ ﻧﺸﻴﺪ ﺍﻷﻧﺸﺎ 7:8

I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples, Beloved

قُلْتُ سَأتَسَلَّقُ شَجَرَةَ النَّخِيلِ، وَسَأُمسِكُ بَعضَ أغصانِها. لِتَكُنْ كَعَناقِيدِ العِنَبِ ثَدِياكِ، وَكالشَّمسِ رائِحَةُ أنفاسِكِ.

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