Cantares 6

I went down to the garden of nuts, to look at the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine flowered, if the pomegranates blossomed.

¿Quién es ésta que se muestra como el alba, hermosa como la luna, esclarecida como el sol, imponente como ejércitos en orden?

Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

Who is she who looks out as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?