T herefore are my loins filled with pain: pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman that travaileth: I was bowed down at the hearing of it; I was dismayed at the seeing of it.
De aceea mi s'a umplut inima de nelinişte, m'apucă durerile, ca durerile unei femei cînd naşte. Zvîrcolirile nu mă lasă s'aud, tremurul mă împedecă să văd.
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