Y our country is desolate, Your cities are burned with fire; Strangers devour your land in your presence; And it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.
بَلَدُكُمْ خَرِبٌ، وَمُدُنُكُمْ مَحرُوقَةٌ بِالنّارِ. الأجانِبُ يَأكُلُونَ أرْضَكُمْ أمامَكُمْ، وَالغُرَباءُ خَرَّبُوها.
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