Н о полчища завоевателей станут как мелкая пыль, беспощадные орды – как развеянная мякина. Внезапно, в одно мгновение,
But the many who hate you will become like fine dust. The many who show no pity will be like the part of the grain that is of no worth and blows away. It will happen all at once.
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