Is this your city of revelry,(A)
    the old, old city,
whose feet have taken her
    to settle in far-off lands?

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22 The music of harpists and musicians, pipers and trumpeters,
    will never be heard in you again.(A)
No worker of any trade
    will ever be found in you again.
The sound of a millstone
    will never be heard in you again.(B)

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