Cantares 4:16 ~ Song of Solomon 4:16

L evántate, Aquilón, y ven, Austro; sopla sobre mi huerto, despréndanse sus aromas. Venga mi amado a su huerto, y coma de su dulce fruta.

“ Awake, O north wind, And come, wind of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, Let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come into his garden And eat its choice fruits!”

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