Proverbs 7
1 My son, keep my words, and lay up my commandments with thee.
I oƣlum, sɵzlirimgǝ ǝmǝl ⱪil, Tapxuruⱪlirimni yürikingdǝ saⱪla.
2 Keep my commandments and live, and my law as the apple of thine eye.
Tapxuruⱪlirimƣa ǝmǝl ⱪilsang, yaxnaysǝn; Tǝlimlirimni kɵz ⱪariquⱪungni asriƣandǝk asra.
3 Bind them upon thy fingers. Write them upon the tablet of thy heart.
Ularni barmaⱪliringƣa tengip ⱪoy, Ⱪǝlb tahtangƣa yeziwal.
4 Say to wisdom, Thou are my sister, and call understanding thy kinswoman,
Danaliⱪni, sǝn ⱨǝdǝ-singlim, degin, Pǝm-parasǝtni «tuƣⱪinim» dǝp qaⱪir.
5 that they may keep thee from the interloping woman, from the stranger who flatters with her words.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilsang, ular seni yat hotundin yiraⱪlaxturidu, Aƣzidin siliⱪ sɵz qiⱪidiƣan yoqun ayaldin neri ⱪilidu.
6 For at the window of my house I looked forth through my lattice,
[Bir ⱪetim] ɵyning derizǝ kɵznǝkliridin taxⱪiriƣa ⱪariƣinimda,
7 and I beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths, a young man void of understanding
Birnǝqqǝ yax, sadda yigitlǝrni kɵrdüm, Ularning iqidin bir ǝⱪilsizni kɵrüp ⱪaldim,
8 passing through the street near her corner. And he went the way to her house,
U koqa boylap buzuⱪ [hotun turuxluⱪ] doⱪmuxtin ɵtüp, Andin uning ɵyi tǝrǝpkǝ ⱪarap mangdi.
9 in the twilight, in the evening of the day, in the middle of the night and in the darkness.
Kǝqⱪurun ⱪarangƣu qüxkǝndǝ, Zulmǝt keqǝ, ay ⱪarangƣusida [ixiki aldidin ɵtti].
10 And, behold, there met him a woman attired like a harlot, and wily of heart.
Mana, ɵydin bir hotun qiⱪip uni kütüwaldi; Kiyimi paⱨixǝ ayallarningkidǝk bolup, Niyiti ⱨiylǝ-mikir idi.
11 She is loud and headstrong. Her feet abide not in her house.
Aƣzi bixǝm-ⱨayasiz, naⱨayiti jaⱨil bir hotun, U ɵyidǝ turmaydu,
12 Now she is in the streets, now in the broad places, and lies in wait at every corner.
Birdǝ mǝⱨǝllidǝ, birdǝ mǝydanlarda, U koqilardiki ⱨǝr doⱪmuxta paylap yüridu.
13 So she caught him, and kissed him. With an impudent face she said to him,
Ⱨeliⱪi yax yigitni tartip, uni sɵyüp, Nomussizlarqǝ uningƣa: —
14 Sacrifices of peace offerings are with me. I have paid my vows this day.
«Ɵyümdǝ «inaⱪliⱪ ⱪurbanliⱪi» gɵxi bar, Mǝn bügün Hudaƣa ⱪǝsǝm ⱪilƣan ⱪurbanliⱪni ⱪildim,
15 Therefore I came forth to meet thee, diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
Xunga mǝn sizni qaⱪirƣili qiⱪtim, Didaringizƣa tǝlpünüp izdidim. Əmdi sizni tepiwaldim!
16 I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, with striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt.
Karwitimƣa Misirning kǝxtilik, yolluⱪ libas yapⱪuqlirini yaptim.
17 I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
Orun-kɵrpilirimgǝ hux puraⱪ murmǝkki, muǝttǝr wǝ ⱪowzaⱪ darqinlarni qaqtim.
18 Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning. Let us solace ourselves with love.
Keling, tang atⱪuqǝ muⱨǝbbǝtlixǝyli, oynap ⱨuzurlinayli, Kɵnglimiz ⱪanƣuqǝ ɵzara ǝyx-ixrǝt ⱪilayli,
19 For the man is not at home. He has gone a long journey.
Erim ɵydǝ yoⱪ, yiraⱪ sǝpǝrgǝ qiⱪip kǝtti.
20 He has taken a bag of money with him. He will come home at the full moon.
U bir ⱨǝmyan pul elip kǝtti, Ay tolƣuqǝ u ɵygǝ kǝlmǝydu» — dedi.
21 With her much fair speech she causes him to yield. With the flattering of her lips she forces him along.
Ayal kɵp xerin sɵzliri bilǝn rasa ⱪiziⱪturdi, Qirayliⱪ gǝpliri bilǝn uni ǝsir ⱪiliwaldi.
22 He goes after her straightaway, as an ox goes to the slaughter, or as a fool to the correction of the stocks,
Soyuxⱪa elip mangƣan ɵküzdǝk, Ⱨamaⱪǝt kixi kixǝn bilǝn jazaƣa mangƣandǝk, Ⱪiltaⱪⱪa qüxkǝn ⱪuxtǝk, Yigit uning kǝynidin mangdi. Jigirini oⱪ texip ɵtmiguqǝ, U bu ixning ⱨayatiƣa zamin bolidiƣanliⱪini ⱨeq bilmǝydu.
23 till an arrow strikes through his liver, as a bird hastens to the snare. And he does not know that it is for his life.
24 Now therefore, ye sons, hearken to me, and attend to the words of my mouth.
I oƣullirim, sɵzlirimni kɵngül ⱪoyup anglanglar, Degǝnlirimgǝ ⱪulaⱪ selinglar,
25 Let not thy heart decline to her ways. Go not astray in her paths.
Ⱪǝlbinglarni bundaⱪ hotunning yoliƣa kǝtküzmǝnglar, Uning aldam haltisiƣa qüxüp kǝtmǝnglar.
26 For she has cast down many wounded. Yea, all her slain are a mighty host.
Bundaⱪ ayal nurƣun kixilǝrni yiⱪitip yarilandurƣan, Uning boƣuzliƣan adǝmliri tolimu kɵptur,
