T hey are like little children sitting in the marketplace, calling to one another and saying, We piped to you, and you did not dance; we sang dirges and wailed, and you did not weep.
Son semejantes a los muchachos que se sientan en la plaza y se llaman unos a otros, y dicen: ‘Les tocamos la flauta, y no bailaron; entonamos endechas, y no lloraron.’
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