S alltaneti yt ka rënë në Sheol tok me tingujt e harpave të tua; poshtë teje shtrihet një shtrat me krimba dhe krimbat janë mbulesa jote".
‘Your pomp and the music of your harps Have been brought down to Sheol; Maggots are spread out as your bed beneath you And worms are your covering.’
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