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Cuando la miro, mi apetito desaparece;
    ¡solo pensar en comerla me da asco!

»¡Ah, que se otorgara mi petición!
    ¡Que Dios me concediera mi deseo!
Quisiera que él me aplastara,
    quisiera que extendiera su mano y me matara.

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I refuse to touch it;
    such food makes me ill.(A)

“Oh, that I might have my request,
    that God would grant what I hope for,(B)
that God would be willing to crush(C) me,
    to let loose his hand and cut off my life!(D)

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