Jeremías 12

Mon héritage est-il un vautour bigarré, Contre lequel les vautours fondent de tous côtés? Venez, rassemblez toutes les bêtes des champs, Amenez-les à la curée!

¿Esme mi heredad ave de muchos colores? ¿no están contra ella aves en derredor? Venid, reuníos, vosotras todas las bestias del campo, venid á devorarla.

Mine heritage is unto me as a speckled bird, the birds round about are against her; come ye, assemble all the beasts of the field, come to devour.

Is my heritage to me as a speckled bird of prey? Are the birds of prey against her all around? Go, assemble all the animals of the field. Bring them to devour.