9 Darken its morning starsand remove all hope of light,
10 because it let me be borninto a world of trouble.
11 Why didn't I die at birth?
12 Why was I acceptedand allowed to nurseat my mother's breast?
13 Now I would be at peacein the silent world below
14 with kings and their adviserswhose palaces lie in ruins,
15 and with rulers once richwith silver and gold.