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Mis enemigos auguran mi desgracia:
“¿Cuándo morirá y desaparecerá su nombre?”.
Si uno viene a verme, habla fingiendo,
guarda para sí el engaño y al salir fuera lo cuenta.
Cuantos me odian murmuran juntos de mí,
maquinan contra mí una desgracia:

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When one of them comes to see me,
    he speaks falsely,(A) while his heart gathers slander;(B)
    then he goes out and spreads(C) it around.

All my enemies whisper together(D) against me;
    they imagine the worst for me, saying,
“A vile disease has afflicted him;
    he will never get up(E) from the place where he lies.”

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