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Let tears thine eyes bedew.

Tears downward roll.

Wail forth responsive cries.

Alas! Alas! Woe! Woe!

Now with loud wailing to the palace wend.

Alas! with wailing Persia's land resounds.

Through Susa let your moans ascend.

I moan, yea, moan amain.

Slowly advancing pour your sighs.

Alas! with wailing Persia's land resounds.