T his is why I cry. Tears flow from my eyes, because a comforter is far from me who would give strength to my soul. My children are destroyed, because those who hate me have won.”
«عَلَى هَذِهِ أبكِي، تَسكُبُ عَينايَ ماءً. فَالمُعَزِّي بَعِيدٌ عَنِّي، وَأبنائِي بائِسُونَ. قَوِيَ عَلَيهِمْ عَدُوُّهُمْ.»
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