ukr_panПІСНЯ ПІСЕНЬ 7:8
Стан твій — неначе пальма, груди ж твої — мов би винні грони.
eng_kjvSong of Solomon 7:8
I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;