I riddow, barooro. Magaaladaay, ooy! Reer Falastiin oo dhammow, kulligaa cabsi la dhalaal, waayo, waxaa woqooyi ka iman doona qiiq, oo midna saaxiibbadiis kama hadhi doono.
Howl, O gate; cry, O city; thou art melted away, O Philistia, all of thee; for there cometh a smoke out of the north, and there is no straggler in his ranks.
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