Why, God, did you let me be born? I should have died before anyone saw me.

To go from the womb straight to the grave would have been as good as never existing.

What an unhappy man I am! Why did my mother bring me into the world? I have to quarrel and argue with everyone in the land. I have not lent any money or borrowed any; yet everyone curses me.

Curse the day I was born! Forget the day my mother gave me birth!

Curse the one who made my father glad by bringing him the news, "It's a boy! You have a son!"