The elders of the Daughter of Zion
Sit on the ground keeping silent;
They have thrown dust on their heads,
They have covered themselves with sackcloth.
The virgins of Jerusalem
Have bowed their heads to the ground.

Let him put his mouth in the dust [in recognition of his unworthiness];
There may yet be hope.

The crown has fallen from our head [our honor is covered with dust]!
Woe to us, for we have sinned!