הִנֵּֽה־בִטְנִ֗י כְּיַ֥יִן לֹא־יִפָּתֵ֑חַ כְּאֹב֥וֹת חֲ֝דָשִׁ֗ים יִבָּקֵֽעַ׃
보라 내 가슴은 봉한 포도주 같고 새 가죽 부대가 터지게 됨 같구나
Rashi
like wine that is not opened Like new wine that is not opened, and which blows up, and even [if it is] within new wineskins, it bursts them.