U pon the mountains I will lift up weeping and wailing and lamentation upon the habitations of the wilderness because they are burned up, so that no one can pass through them; neither can men hear the voice of the cattle; both the fowl of the heavens and even the beasts of the earth are fled; they are gone.
Буду рыдать и оплакивать горы, подниму плач о брошенных пастбищах. Разорены они, никто не ходит по ним, и не слышно мычания стад. Птицы небесные разлетелись, и разбежались все звери.
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