NET Bible
"The Palm Tree and the Palm Tree ClimberThe Lover to His Beloved: Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of grapes."
— Song Of Solomon 7:7, NET Bible
“This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.”
“This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters. ”
“This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.”
“Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.”
“You are tall like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like the fruit of the vine.”
“This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.”
Your neck is like a tower made of ivory. Your eyes are the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon overlooking Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. The locks of your hair are like royal tapestries– the king is held captive in its tresses!
How beautiful you are! How lovely, O love, with your delights!
The Palm Tree and the Palm Tree ClimberThe Lover to His Beloved: Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of grapes.
I want to climb the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit stalks. May your breasts be like the clusters of grapes, and may the fragrance of your breath be like apples!
May your mouth be like the best wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding gently over our lips as we sleep together.
Poetic Refrain: Mutual PossessionThe Beloved about Her Lover: I am my beloved’s, and he desires me!