Г орько плачет она ночью, и слезы текут по ее щекам. Нет у нее утешителя среди всех возлюбленных ее, все друзья изменили ей и стали врагами.
She weepeth sore in the night, And her tear on her cheeks, There is no comforter for her out of all her lovers, All her friends dealt treacherously by her, They have been to her for enemies.
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