Though I have wronged you
I was held in a riverbed
Where they cast the spirits from anointed heads
And returned to me not knowing when
The bridegroom would beckon you in

Though I have wronged you
I was told when I gave the land
To the service of some beasts and men
By the end of all you dreamt (?)
(The dead that are all would be left) or (The debt that I owe would be left)
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