W aayo, waxaan maqlay cod sidii naag foolanaysa, iyo qaylo sidii mid ilmaheedii ugu horreeyey dhalaysa, waana codkii magaalada Siyoon, oo taahaysa, oo gacmaheeda kala fidisa, oo waxay tidhaahdaa, anigaa haatan hoogay! Waayo, naftaydii aad bay ugu daallan tahay gacankudhiiglayaasha aawadood.
For I hear a voice, as of a woman in travail, anguish as of her that bringeth forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion: she moaneth, she spreadeth forth her hands,, Woe unto me! for my soul faileth because of murderers.
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