O o boqorkiina aad buu u naxay, oo wuxuu kor ugu baxay qolkii iridda ka koreeyey, wuuna ooyay; oo intuu sii socdayna, wuxuu lahaa, Wiilkaygii Absaaloomow, wiilkaygiiyow, wiilkaygii Absaaloomow! Hooggaygee, waan ku dhiman lahaa, Absaaloomow, wiilkaygiiyow, wiilkaygiiyow!
And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! would I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!
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