F rom the uttermost parts of the earth have we heard songs: Glory to the Righteous One! But I say, Emaciated I pine away, I pine away. Woe is me! The treacherous dealers deal treacherously! Yes, the treacherous dealers deal very treacherously.
De l'extrémité de la terre nous entendons chanter: Gloire au juste! Mais moi je dis: Je suis perdu! je suis perdu! malheur à moi! Les pillards pillent, et les pillards s'acharnent au pillage.
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