Song of Solomon, 8
1. If only you were my brother, nursed at my mother's breasts, I could kiss you outside if we met, without anyone despising me for it.
1. If only you were my brother, nursed at my mother's breasts, I could kiss you outside if we met, without anyone despising me for it.
“É doce o viver e o penar para trazer benefícios aos irmãos e para tantas almas que, vertiginosamente, desejam se justificar no mal, a despeito do Bem Supremo.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina