O male të Gilboas, mos rëntë më as vesa as shiu mbi ju, mos pastë as fusha ofertash; sepse aty u hodh mburoja e trimave, mburoja e Saulit, sikur ky të mos ishte i vajosur.
Ye mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew, no rain upon you, nor fields of heave-offerings! For there the shield of the mighty was vilely cast away, The shield of Saul, not anointed with oil.
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