P or las noches, amargas lágrimas corren por sus mejillas. Ni uno solo de sus amantes viene a consolarla. Sus amigos le fallaron; ¡se volvieron sus enemigos!
She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks: among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her: all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies.
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