M as uma só é a minha pomba, a minha imaculada; ela e a única de sua mãe, a escolhida da que a deu ã luz. As filhas viram-na e lhe chamaram bem-aventurada; viram-na as rainhas e as concubinas, e louvaram-na.
But my dove, my undefiled and perfect one, stands alone; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her and called her blessed and happy, yes, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
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