Psalms 137

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

Ezalaki biso ya kovanda pembeni ya bibale ya Babiloni, tozalaki kolela na tozalaki kokanisa Siona.

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

Todiembikaki mandanda na biso na banzete ya pepiliye ya etuka yango.

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!”

Kuna, bato oyo bamemaki biso na bowumbu bazalaki kosenga biso banzembo; mpe banyokoli na biso bazalaki kosenga biso ete tozala na esengo. Bazalaki koloba: « Boyembela biso banzembo ya Siona! »

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

Tokoyemba banzembo ya Yawe ndenge nini na mabele ya bapaya?

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

Oh Yelusalemi, soki nabosani yo, wana tika ete loboko na ngai ya mobali elemba!

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.

Soki natiki penza kokanisa yo, Yelusalemi, soki natie yo te liboso ya esengo nyonso, wana tika ete lolemo na ngai ekangama kati na monoko na ngai!

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

Yawe, kobosana te bato ya Edomi oyo basekaki Yelusalemi na mokolo na yango ya mawa; bazalaki koganga: « Bobuka yango, bobuka kino na miboko na yango! »

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

Babiloni, engumba kitoko, yo oyo okobebisama solo, esengo na moto oyo akozongisela yo mabe na mabe oyo osalaki biso!

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

Esengo na moto oyo akokanga bana na yo mpe akonika bango na libanga!