Song of Solomon 4:16 ~ Cantares 4:16

A wake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden that the aroma of its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his sweet fruits.

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

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