S he weeps bitterly in the night, Her tears are on her cheeks; Among all her lovers She has none to comfort her. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her; They have become her enemies.
Chora amargamente de noite, e as lágrimas lhe correm pelas faces; não tem quem a console entre todos os seus amantes; todos os seus amigos se houveram aleivosamente com ela; tornaram-se seus inimigos.
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