A nd I make it a waste, It is not pruned, nor arranged, And gone up have brier and thorn, And on the thick clouds I lay a charge, From raining upon it rain.
oo iyada waxaan ka dhigi doonaa baabba' oo lama gooyn doono, lamana xagaafi doono, laakiinse waxaa ka soo bixi doona yamaarug iyo qodxan, oo weliba daruurahana waan ku amri doonaa inayan roob ku soo dayn.
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