7. The new wine fails, the vine languishes,All the merry-hearted sigh.
8. The mirth of the tambourine ceases,The noise of the jubilant ends,The joy of the harp ceases.
9. They shall not drink wine with a song;Strong drink is bitter to those who drink it.
10. The city of confusion is broken down;Every house is shut up, so that none may go in.
11. There is a cry for wine in the streets,All joy is darkened,The mirth of the land is gone.
12. In the city desolation is left,And the gate is stricken with destruction.