S he weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks; Among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; they are become her enemies.
Chora amargamente à noite, as lágrimas rolam por seu rosto. De todos os seus amantes nenhum a consola. Todos os seus amigos a traíram; tornaram-se seus inimigos.
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