⁷ Is this your city of revelry,^(A)
    the old, old city,
whose feet have taken her
    to settle in far-off lands?

²² The music of harpists and musicians, pipers and trumpeters,
    will never be heard in you again.^(A)
No worker of any trade
    will ever be found in you again.
The sound of a millstone
    will never be heard in you again.^(B)