Cantares 6

Bella se' tu, o amica mia, soave, e splendida come Gerusalemme, terribile come un esercito messo in ordine di battaglia.

Yo soy de mi amado, y mi amado es mío: él apacienta entre los lirios.

I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.