ع َلَى جِذْعِها السّاقِطِ تَصنَعُ طُيُورُ السَّماءِ بُيُوتَها، وَتَسكُنُ الحَيَواناتُ البَرِّيَّةُ فِي أغصانِها.
On his ruin dwell do all fowls of the heavens, And on his boughs have been all the beasts of the field,