“ Long ago I broke the load from your neck and tore off your chains. But you said, ‘I will not serve!’ For on every high hill and under every green tree you have lain down as a woman who sells the use of her body.
Porque desde muy atrás rompiste tu yugo y tus ataduras, y dijiste: No serviré. Tú, que sobre todo collado alto y debajo de todo árbol frondoso te echabas como ramera.
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