Song of Solomon 4:16 ~ Cantico dei Cantici 4:16

A wake, O north wind, And come, O south! Blow upon my garden, That its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come to his garden And eat its pleasant fruits.

Lèvati, aquilone, e vieni, austro, soffia sul mio giardino, e i suoi aromi si effondano! Entri il mio diletto nel suo giardino e ne mangi i frutti squisiti!

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