Her sins are like that of the men of Sodom!
So, why did you not tell me that she was your wife?
The herdsmen parted your company so,
Why did you not tell me that your husband was among them?
Your possession are too great and, i am in the midst of your wealth;
And like an excellent land of joy and peace.
Send men to spy the land for me and give me hope,
For every land is now afraid of each other because of the muse of war!
Her sins are heavier than the rocks so,
Why did you not tell me that she was your wife?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem