К ой бяга от гласа на страха Ще падне в ямата; И който възлиза всред ямата, Ще се улови в примката; Защото прозорците отгоре са отворени, И основите на земята треперят.
And it hath come to pass, He who is fleeing from the noise of the fear Doth fall into the snare, And he who is coming up from the midst of the snare, Is captured by the gin, For windows on high have been opened, And shaken are foundations of the land.
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