¹² They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers' bosom.

¹² They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city; when they pour out their soul into their mothers' bosom.

¹² 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 .