Song of Solomon, 4
1. You are beautiful, my love, oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes behind your veil are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats, streaming down the heights of Gilead.
1. You are beautiful, my love, oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes behind your veil are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats, streaming down the heights of Gilead.
“Leve Deus aos doente; valera’ mais do que qualquer tratamento!” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina