Your nakedness is being exposed on every high mountain!
And, under every green tree in your land;
Because, you are playing the harlot with the boys and the men in your land.
You committed apostasy with the wooden gods!
However, each day has it sown trouble in your land;
So, let tomorrow woryy for its own self.
The foxes have holes and the birds of the air have nets,
But, your nakedness is being exposed on everfy high mountain!
As you sleep with every man and every boy in your land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem