2 Samuel 1

Te io piango, o fratello mio, Gionata, bello oltre modo, e amabile più d'ogni amabil fanciulla. In quella guisa che la madre ama l'unico figlio, così io ti amava.

Angustia tengo por ti, hermano mío Jonathán, que me fuiste muy dulce: más maravilloso me fué tu amor, que el amor de las mujeres.

I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: very pleasant hast thou been unto me: thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.

I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan. You have been very pleasant to me. Your love to me was wonderful, surpassing the love of women.