كُلُّ مَا فِي أَنْفِهِ نَسَمَةُ رُوحِ حَيَاةٍ مِنْ كُلِّ مَا فِي ٱلْيَابِسَةِ مَاتَ.
All in whose nostrils was the breath of life, of all that was in the dry land, died.