в деня, когато ги насадиш, ги заграждаш с плет и сутрин правиш семето ти да цъфти; а жътвата ще чезне в деня на скръб и на неизцелима печал.
In the day that you plant it you fence it in, and in the morning your seed is growing. But its fruit will waste away in a day of sickness and pain which cannot be healed. Other Nations Are Like Grain Worth Nothing
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