Fire is gone out of the rods of its branches, it has devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong rod to be a scepter to rule. This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.
Kuphume ke umlilo emahlamvini amasebe awo, wazitshisa iziqhamo zawo, akwabakho sebe liqinileyo kuwo, lokuba yintonga yokulawula. Sisijwili ke, saye siya kuba sisijwili.