¶ Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury; yet every one of them curses me.
Anigaa iska hoogay, hooyoy, waxaad ii dhashay inaan dunida oo dhan u ahaado nin rabshad iyo dirir miidhan! Weligay ninna korsocod wax uma deymin, oo ninna korsocod wax kama deyman, laakiinse mid kastaaba waa i habaaraa.
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