Cantares 8:1-3
La Palabra (España)
8 ¡Quién te diera ser mi hermano,
criado a los pechos de mi madre!
Si te encontrara en la calle,
incluso podría besarte
sin temor a los reproches.
2 Te llevaría y te entraría
a la casa de mi madre,
donde tú me enseñarías
y yo te serviría el vino oloroso
y mi licor de granadas.
3 En su izquierda reposa mi cabeza,
con su derecha me abraza.
Song of Songs 8:1-3
New International Version
8 If only you were to me like a brother,
    who was nursed at my mother’s breasts!
Then, if I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would despise me.
2 I would lead you
    and bring you to my mother’s house(A)—
    she who has taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    the nectar of my pomegranates.
3 His left arm is under my head
    and his right arm embraces me.(B)
Song of Solomon 8:1-3
King James Version
8 O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.
2 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
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