La Bu 137

1 Jerusalem kageldoh phatnun Babylon vadungpang a chun katou un kakapgam tauve.

By the waters of Babylon there we sat, and we wept at the thought of Zion.

2 Keihon kasemjang houchu mong thingbah chung dunga chun kakhai un ahi.

There on the poplars we hung our harps.

3 Hikom a chun soh a eihente houchun la sah sahding eigouvin, chuleh eisugenthei houchun kipahtah'a la sahsahtei ding eigouvin, “Jerusalem la ho chu khatpen beh neisahpeh'un” atiuve.

For there our captors called for a song: our tormentors, rejoicing, saying: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

4 Ahinlah keihon hetkhahlou mi gam sunga hi Yahweh Pakai la hochu iti kasahdiuham?

How can we sing the Lord’s song in the foreigner’s land?

5 Vo Jerusalem nangma kasuhmil uleh kakhut jetlam hin semjang pehdan sumil jenghen.

If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand wither.

6 Nangma kageldoh louva, Jerusalem chu kakipana sangpen sang a thupi a kagel lou le, ka leihi kadang chungah behden jenghen.

May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I am unmindful of you, or don’t set Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 O Yahweh Pakai Babylon sepaiten Jerusalem alonkhum niuva Edom mite thilbol chu geldoh tei in, “Sumang jengin,” “Toltoh sumat jengun” tin asam un ahi.

Remember the Edomites, Lord, the day of Jerusalem’s fall, when they said, “Lay her bare, lay her bare, right down to her very foundation.”

8 O Babylon, nangma nakisu mang ding ahi. Nangin neibol nao bang banga nalethuh penpen chu anunnom ahi.

Babylon, despoiler, happy are those who pay you back for all you have done to us.

9 Nachapangteu puimang a songpi chunga sepgoiho chu nunnom hen!

Happy are they who seize and dash your children against the rocks.