Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

Bò rivyè a Babylone yo, se la nou te chita. Nou te kriye, lè nou te sonje Sion.

2 On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.

Sou pye sikrèn nan mitan li an, nou te pandye ap nou yo.

3 For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

Paske la, ravisè nou yo te mande nou chante pou yo, e bouwo nou yo ak gwo kè kontan, t ap di: “Chante pou nou youn nan chanson Sion yo.”

4 How can we sing the LORD’s song in a foreign land?

Kijan pou nou ta chante chan SENYÈ a nan yon peyi etranje?

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.

Si mwen ta bliye ou, O Jérusalem, kite men dwat mwen bliye kapasite li.

6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Ke lang mwen kole rèd anlè bouch mwen, Si m pa ta sonje ou, si m pa ta leve Jérusalem wo, pi wo ke pi gwo plezi m yo.

7 Remember, LORD, against the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!”

Sonje, O SENYÈ, kont fis a Édom yo, jou a Jérusalem nan, ke yo te di: “Raze l nèt! Raze l jis rive nan fondasyon li.”

8 Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be happy who repays you, as you have done to us.

O fi a Babylone nan, Ou menm ki te devaste nou an, A la beni (sila) ki rekonpanse ou ak menm rekonpans ke ou te rekonpanse nou an va beni!

9 Happy shall he be, who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.

A la beni (sila) ki sezi pitit ou yo, e ki kraze yo nan wòch la va beni!