Isaías 1

Le vostre calende, e le vostre solennità sono odiose all'anima mia: mi son diventate moleste, sono stanco di sopportarle.

Vuestras lunas nuevas y vuestras solemnidades tiene aborrecidas mi alma: me son gravosas; cansado estoy de llevarlas.

Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.

My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts. They are a burden to me. I am weary of bearing them.