Cantares 4:16 ~ Song of Solomon 4:16

L evántate, Aquilón, y ven, Austro; Soplad en mi huerto, despréndanse sus aromas. Venga mi amado a su huerto, Y coma de su dulce fruta.

Oh, I pray that the north wind and the south wind may blow upon my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden and eat its choicest fruits.

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