Even the jackals present their breasts
To nurse their young;
But the daughter of my people is cruel,
(A)Like ostriches in the wilderness.

The tongue of the infant clings
To the roof of its mouth for thirst;
(B)The young children ask for bread,
But no one breaks it for them.

Those who ate delicacies
Are desolate in the streets;
Those who were brought up in scarlet
(C)Embrace ash heaps.

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Even jackals offer their breasts
    to nurse their young,
but my people have become heartless
    like ostriches in the desert.(A)

Because of thirst(B) the infant’s tongue
    sticks to the roof of its mouth;(C)
the children beg for bread,
    but no one gives it to them.(D)

Those who once ate delicacies
    are destitute in the streets.
Those brought up in royal purple(E)
    now lie on ash heaps.(F)

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