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You stand like a tall palm tree.
    Your breasts are like bunches of fruit that hang from the tree.[a]
I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree.
    I will take hold of its fruit.’
For me, your breasts are like bunches of grapes.
    Your breath is like the sweet smell of apples.
For me, your mouth has the taste of the best wine.

The young woman:

May the wine pour out for my lover.
    May it pour over his lips and his teeth.

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Footnotes

  1. 7:7 A bunch of fruit is a group of fruits that are growing on the same piece of branch.