F or the mountains I will take up a weeping and wailing and for the pastures of the wilderness a lament, because they are burned up and desolated, so that no one passes through; neither can men hear the lowing of cattle. Both the fowls of the air and the beasts have fled, they are gone!
سَأبكِي وَأُوَلوِلُ عَلَى الجِبالِ، سَأُغَنِّي أُغنِيَةً حَزِينَةً عَلَى مَراعِي البَرِّيَّةِ، لأنَّها خَرِبَتْ، ولا يَمُرُّ فِيها أحَدٌ، وَلا يُسمَعُ صَوتُ الماشِيَةِ فِي الأرْضِ. مِنْ طَيرِ السَّماءِ إلَى وَحشِ الأرْضِ، كُلُّهُمْ تاهُوا وَذَهَبُوا.
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