A llora il re, fremendo tutto salí nella camera che era sopra la porta e pianse mentre andava diceva: «O mio figlio Absalom; mio figlio, mio figlio Absalom! Fossi morto io al tuo posto, o Absalom figlio mio, figlio mio!».
Then the king was much moved and went up to the chamber over the gate and wept; and as he went, he said this: O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! I would rather have died instead of thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!
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