Songs of Songs 7

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1 (7-2) Oh, how beautiful your feet are in the sandals, daughter of the eminent! Rounding your thighs like a necklace is the work of a skilled artist;
2 (7-3) Your belly is a round bowl, in which fragrant wine is not depleted; Your belly is a heap of wheat, lined with lilies;
3 (7-4) Your two breasts are like two kid, twins are chamois;
4 Your neck is like a pillar of ivory; Your eyes are the lakes of Heshbon, which is at the gate of Batrabbim; Your nose is the tower of Lebanon, facing Damascus;
5 (7-6) Your head is on you, like Carmel, and the hair on your head is like purple; The king is carried away by your curls.
6th (7-7) How beautiful you are, how attractive, beloved, by your sweetness!
7th (7-8) Your camp is like a palm tree, and your breasts on grape brushes.
8 (7-9) I thought: I would have climbed on a palm tree, I would have grabbed for her branches; And thy breasts shall be for the brushes of the vine, and the smell of thy nostrils, as of apples;
9 (7-10) your lips are like fine wine. It flows directly to my friend, delight the tired lips.

10 (7-11) I belong to my friend, and his desire is toward me.
eleven (7-12) Come, my beloved, let's go out into the field, we'll stay in the villages;
12 (7-13) In the morning, let us go into the vineyards, see if the vine has blossomed, whether the kidneys have opened, whether the pomegranates have blossomed; There I will make my love to you.
13 (7-14) Mandragors have already started the incense, and at our doors all kinds of excellent fruits, new and old: I have reserved it for you, my beloved!

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