CAB(i)
7 The wine shall mourn, the vine shall mourn, all the merry-hearted shall sigh.
8 The mirth of timbrels has ceased, the sound of the harp has ceased.
9 They are ashamed, they have not drunk wine; strong drink has become bitter to them that drink it.
10 All the city has become desolate; one shall shut his house so that none shall enter.
11 There is a howling for the wine everywhere; all the mirth of the land has ceased, all the mirth of the land has departed.
12 And cities shall be left desolate, and houses being left shall fall to ruin.