שָׁבַת֙ מְשׂ֣וֹשׂ לִבֵּ֔נוּ נֶהְפַּ֥ךְ לְאֵ֖בֶל מְחֹלֵֽנוּ׃
Радость нашего сердца прекратилась; Наш танец превращается в траур.
Kinnot for Tisha B'Av (Ashkenaz)
Happiness has ceased, “Depart from me” I hear from my detractors. Those who were once my friends call me dirty and repulsive, You have separated Yourself by placing a canopy over Your Holy of Holies, You concealed Yourself and allowed the defeat of my great men, my enemies cheer when I stumble, trampling on all my warriors.