וַיִּגַּשׁ֙ וַיִּשַּׁק־ל֔וֹ וַיָּ֛רַח אֶת־רֵ֥יחַ בְּגָדָ֖יו וַֽיְבָרֲכֵ֑הוּ וַיֹּ֗אמֶר רְאֵה֙ רֵ֣יחַ בְּנִ֔י כְּרֵ֣יחַ שָׂדֶ֔ה אֲשֶׁ֥ר בֵּרֲכ֖וֹ יְהוָֽה׃
그가 가까이 가서 그에게 입맞추니 아비가 그 옷의 향취를 맡고 그에게 축복하여 가로되 내 아들의 향취는 여호와의 복 주신 밭의 향취로다
Song of Songs
They drip [(with Torah "sweets")] like the honeycomb, your lips, my bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments [i.e., the fragrance of the mitzvoth affecting your garments [e.g., tzitzith, tcheleth (the blue fringe), the priestly vestments, sha'atnez (the interdiction of an admixture of wool and linen)] is as the fragrance of the Levanon.