L ook not upon me, because I am black; Because the sun hath looked upon me. My mother's children were angry with me: They made me keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.
لا تَلتَفِتْنَ إلَى سُمرَتِي، فَالشَّمسُ قَدْ لَوَّحَتْنِي. اشتَعَلَ أبناءُ أُمِّي عَلَيَّ غَضَباً. أبقُونِي عِندَهُمْ حارِسَةً لِكُرُومِهِمْ، فَلَمْ أرْعَ كَرْمِي. هِيَ تَقُولُ لَهُ:
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