Song of Solomon Capítulo 7

7 : 1 How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skilful workman.

7 : 2 Thy body is a round goblet, no mingled wine is wanting. Thy waist is a heap of wheat set about with lilies.

7 : 3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe.

7 : 4 Thy neck is like the tower of ivory. Thine eyes, the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

7 : 5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple. The king is held captive in the tresses.

7 : 6 How fair and how pleasant thou are, O love, for delights!

7 : 7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to its clusters.

7 : 8 I said, I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of the branches of it. Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples,

7 : 9 and thy mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips and teeth.

7 : 10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

7 : 11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.

7 : 12 Let us get up early to the vineyards. Let us see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give thee my love.

7 : 13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance. And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.