N uk do të shuhet as ditën as natën, tymi i tij do të ngjitet përjetë; do të mbetet e shkretë brez pas brezi, askush nuk do të kalojë mbi të.
By night and by day she is not quenched, To the age go up doth her smoke, From generation to generation she is waste, For ever and ever, none is passing into her.
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