“ Like a shepherd’s tent my dwelling is pulled up and removed from me; As a weaver I rolled up my life. He cuts me off from the loom; From day until night You make an end of me.
Rugtaydii waa layga fogeeyey, oo sidii adhijir teendhadiis ayaa la iiga qaaday. Sida dharsameeye ayaan noloshaydii u duudduubay, oo wuxuu iga gooynayaa alaabtiisa uu dharka ku sameeyo, Oo maalin ilaa habeenba waad i sii dhammaystiraysaa.
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