F rom the skirt of the earth we heard songs, The desire of the righteous. And I say, `Leanness to me, Leanness to me, wo to me.' Treacherous dealers dealt treacherously, Yea, treachery, treacherous dealers dealt treacherously.
С краев земли слышим мы песни хвалы: «Слава Праведному!». Но я сказал: – Я пропал! Я пропал! Горе мне! Предатели предают! Предательски предают предатели!
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