¶ Who is she that comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I woke thee up under the apple tree; there thy mother had birth pains; there she had pains that brought thee into the light.
¿Quién es ésta que sube del desierto, Recostada sobre su amado? Debajo de un manzano te desperté: Allí tuvo tu madre dolores, Allí tuvo dolores la que te parió.
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