О ни говорят своим матерям: «Где хлеб и вино?» – теряя сознание, подобно раненым, на улицах городских, испуская дух на руках своих матерей.
They say to their mothers, “ Where is grain and wine?” As they faint like a wounded man In the streets of the city, As their life is poured out On their mothers’ bosom.
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