S o I hated life, because the work that is worked under the sun was grievous to me; for all is vanity and a chasing after wind.
فَكَرِهْتُ الحَياةَ. أحْزَنَنِي جَميعُ ما عَمِلَهُ النّاسُ فِي هَذِهِ الدُّنْيا، لأنَّهُ زائِلٌ وَكَمُطارَدَةِ الرِّيحِ.
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