Zaburi 137

1 E bath aore mag Babulon ne wabet piny kendo ne waywak kane waparo Sayun.

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

2 Ne wangʼawo thumbewa ewi omburi mane ni kanyo,

There on the poplars we hung our harps.

3 nimar joma ne omakowa nokwayowa wende kane wan kanyo, joma nesandowa nochunowa ni wawernegi wende mor; negiwachonwa niya, “Wernwauru achiel kuom wende Sayun!”

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

4 Ere kaka wanyalo wero wende Jehova Nyasaye kapod wan e piny ma wendo?

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

5 Ka dipo ni wiya owil kodi, yaye Jerusalem, to mad lweta ma korachwich wiye wil gi tichne.

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

6 Mad lewa moki e danda ka dipo ni ok apari, ka dipo ni ok aketo chunya kuomi, yaye Jerusalem, morna maduongʼ mogik.

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 Parie gima ne jo-Edom otimo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, parie gima negitimo chiengʼ mane Jerusalem opodho. Ne gikok matek niya, “Mukeuru ogoye piny. Mukeuru ogore piny gi mise mare duto!”

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 Yaye nyar Babulon, in mochanni kethruok, ngʼama nochuli kuom gima isetimonwa en jahawi,

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

9 ngʼat manomak nyithindi mayom mi gogi piny e lwendni en jahawi.

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