Cânticos 8
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1 Oh that you were like my brother,
2 I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother,
3 His left hand would be under my head.
4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness,
6 Set me as a seal on your heart,
7 Many waters can’t quench love,
8 We have a little sister.
9 If she is a wall,
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers,
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon.
12 My own vineyard is before me.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance,
14 Come away, my beloved!