Translations
That fading flower of their glorious beauty, crowning the fertile valley, will be like the first ripe fig before harvest season — the moment someone spots it, they snatch it up and swallow it whole before it can slip away.
And the withering blossom of his glorious beauty — sitting atop the head of the fat valley — shall be like an early fig before summer: the moment one who sees it catches sight of it, while it is still in the palm of his hand, he swallows it down.
And the glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be a fading flower, and as the hasty fruit before the summer; which when he that looketh upon it seeth, while it is yet in his hand he eateth it up.
The fading flower of his beautiful splendor, set on the summit above the fertile valley, will be like a ripe fig before the summer harvest: Whoever sees it will take it in his hand and swallow it.

