And I said to the king: O king, live for ever: why should not my countenance be sorrowful, seeing the city of the place of the sepulchres of my fathers is desolate, and the gates thereof are burnt with fire?
Ne ŋŋamba kabaka nti Kakaba abe omulamu emirembe gyonna: kiki ekyandirobedde amaaso gange obutanakuwala, ekibuga, ekifo eky'amalaalo ga bajjajjange, nga kizise n'emiryango gyakyo nga gyokeddwa omuliro?