Joel 1

Turn pale, ye husbandmen, howl, ye vinedressers, over the wheat, and over the barley,—for perished is the harvest of the field.

Confundíos, labradores, aullad, viñeros, por el trigo y la cebada; porque se perdió la mies del campo.

Be ye ashamed, O ye husbandmen; howl, O ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley; because the harvest of the field is perished.

Be confounded, you farmers! Wail, you vineyard keepers, for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished.