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.
Cry out, O gate. Cry, O city. All you Philistines are weak in heart. For smoke comes from the north, and everyone keeps his place in his army.
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