“ Lately My people have risen up as an enemy— You pull off the robe with the garment From those who trust you, as they pass by, Like men returned from war.
لَكِنَّكُمْ عادَيتُمْ شَعبِي. أنتُمْ تَسلِبُونَ حَتَّى أردِيَةَ العابِرِينَ بِأمانٍ، العائِدِينَ مِنَ الحَرْب.
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