L aakiinse markay bukeen, dharkaygu wuxuu ahaa joonyado, Oo naftaydana soon baan ku dhibay, Oo tukashadayduna laabtayday ku soo noqotay.
But when they were sick, I put on clothes made from hair. With no pride in my soul, I would not eat. And I prayed with my head on my chest.
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