1. I passed one day the chamber of the tombs
And women calling out in lamentation

2. So I spoke words that were no fabricated tale
"Are you the least burdensome visitors to the buried?

3. You weep over one entombed
But they said "We cry for the ruin of homes

4. And for the scattering of an order made public
And an exile prolonged over abandoned lands

5. And falsehood that has come upon one buried
Thus is our way throughout the ages"