The cores fell between

The cores fell between the entry and were carried and spread on earth,

The map of the place not exempt from its design,

Woven from the south and the north ,

You see the den of the Aram in its sides and its bottoms fatal,

It is as if it were peppercorns, as if I were the morning after the battle,

Indeed, there may be a good day for you among them fightin,

Especially the day I barred my mount for the virgins,

What a wonder at its endurance .The virgins throwing at her flesh and fat ,

On the day I entered the chambers of secrets the field was still flat