Cantares 4:16 ~ Song of Solomon 4:16

L evántate, Aquilón, y ven, Austro: Sopla mi huerto, despréndanse sus aromas. Venga mi amado á su huerto, Y coma de su dulce fruta.

Awake, 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.

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