3 Blot out the day of my birthand the night when my parentscreated a son.
4 Forget about that day,cover it with darkness,
5 and send thick, gloomy shadowsto fill it with dread.
6 Erase that night from the calendarand conceal it with darkness.
7 Don't let children be createdor joyful shouts be heardever again in that night.
8 Let those with magic powersplace a curse on that day.
9 Darken its morning starsand remove all hope of light,