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.

“Wake up, O north wind! Come, south wind! Blow upon my garden so the sweet smells will spread far. May my loved one come into his garden and eat its best fruits.”

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