There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

There is a crying in the streets because of the wine; there is an end of all delight, the joy of the land is gone.

Κραυγη ειναι εν ταις οδοις δια τον οινον· πασα ευθυμια παρηλθεν· η χαρα του τοπου εφυγεν.

There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.