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There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.
In the streets they cry for wine. All joy grows dark; earthโs rejoicing goes into exile.
There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.
There is an outcry in the streets concerning the wine; All joy turns to gloom. The joy of the earth is banished.
In the streets they cry out for wine; all joy turns to gloom, all joyful sounds are banished from the earth.
There is a cry for wine in the streets, All joy is darkened, The mirth of the land is gone.
Mobs gather in the streets, crying out for wine. Joy has turned to gloom. Gladness has been banished from the land.
There is a crying in the streets because of the wine. All joy is darkened. The mirth of the land is gone.