Cantares 4

Lève-toi, Aquilon, et accours, Autan, souffle dans mon jardin, et que les parfums s'en exhalent. Que mon bien-aimé pénètre dans son jardin, et en goûte les fruits délicieux. –

Levántate, 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, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

Awake, north wind, and come, you south! Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and taste his precious fruits.