T hy crowned are as the locusts, and thy captains as the great grasshoppers, which camp in the hedges in the cold day, but when the sun ariseth they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.
Tus oficiales son como la langosta, Tus jefes como nubes de langostas Posados sobre las tapias En un día de frío; Sale el sol, y se van, Y no se sabe donde están.
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