Cantares 1

Il mio amico m’è un sacchetto di mirra, che passa la notte sul mio seno.

Mi amado es para mí un manojito de mirra, que reposa entre mis pechos.

A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.