W iilka Aadamow, bal ogow, waxaan darbad qudha kaaga qaadayaa tii ay indhahaagu jecel yihiin, laakiinse ha u barooran, hana u ooyin, oo ilmadaaduna innaba yaanay u daadan.
Son of man, behold, I take away from thee the desire of thine eyes with a stroke: yet neither shalt thou mourn nor weep, neither shall thy tears run down.
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