Ecclesiastes 2
1 I said to myself, “Come now, I will test you with pleasure; enjoy what is good!” But it proved to be futile.
Ine ndinaganiza mu mtima mwanga, “Tsopano ndiyese zosangalatsa kuti ndipeze zomwe ndi zabwino.” Koma izi zinaonekanso kuti ndi zopandapake.
2 I said of laughter, “It is folly,” and of pleasure, “What does it accomplish?”
“Kuseka,” ndinati, “imeneyo ndi misala. Ndipo kodi chisangalalo chimabweretsa phindu lanji?”
3 I sought to cheer my body with wine and to embrace folly—my mind still guiding me with wisdom—until I could see what was worthwhile for men to do under heaven during the few days of their lives.
Ndinayesa kudzisangalatsa ndi vinyo, koma umenewu unali uchitsiru, pamenepo nʼkuti maganizo anga akutsogozedwa ndi nzeru. Ine ndinkati mwina kapena njira yotero nʼkukhala yopambana, imene anthu amatsata pofuna kusangalala pa masiku owerengeka a moyo wawo.
4 I expanded my pursuits. I built houses and planted vineyards for myself.
Ndinagwira ntchito zikuluzikulu: Ndinadzimangira nyumba ndi kuwoka mipesa.
5 I made gardens and parks for myself, where I planted all kinds of fruit trees.
Ndinalima madimba ndi minda yamitengo; ndipo ndinadzalamo mitengo ya zipatso za mitundu yonse.
6 I built reservoirs to water my groves of flourishing trees.
Ndinakumba mayiwe osungiramo madzi woti ndizithirira minda ya mitengo yodzalidwa ija.
7 I acquired menservants and maidservants, and servants were born in my house. I also owned more herds and flocks than anyone in Jerusalem before me,
Ndinagula akapolo aamuna ndi akapolo aakazi, ndiponso ndinali ndi akapolo ena omwe anabadwira mʼnyumba mwanga. Ndinalinso ndi ngʼombe ndi nkhosa zambiri kupambana aliyense mu Yerusalemu amene analipo ndisanabadwe.
8 and I accumulated for myself silver and gold and the treasure of kings and provinces. I gathered to myself male and female singers, and the delights of the sons of men—many concubines.
Ndinadzikundikira siliva ndi golide, ndiponso chuma chochokera kwa mafumu ndi madera awo. Ndinali ndi amuna ndi akazi oyimba ndiponso azikazi; zinthu zokondweretsa mtima wa munthu.
9 So I became great and surpassed all in Jerusalem who had preceded me; and my wisdom remained with me.
Ndinali munthu wotchuka kupambana wina aliyense mu Yerusalemu amene analipo ndisanabadwe. Mu zonsezi nzeru zanga zinali nane.
10 Anything my eyes desired, I did not deny myself. I refused my heart no pleasure. For my heart took delight in all my work, and this was the reward for all my labor.
Sindinadzimane chilichonse chimene maso anga anachifuna; mtima wanga sindinawumane zokondweretsa. Mtima wanga unakondwera ndi ntchito yanga yonse, ndipo iyi ndiyo inali mphotho ya ntchito zanga zonse zolemetsa.
11 Yet when I considered all the works that my hands had accomplished and what I had toiled to achieve, I found everything to be futile, a pursuit of the wind; there was nothing to be gained under the sun.
Koma pamene ndinayamba kuyangʼanayangʼana zonse zimene ndinachita ndi manja anga, ndi zimene ndinazivutikira kuti ndizipeze, zonsezi zinali zopandapake; kungodzivuta chabe, palibe chomwe ndinapindula pansi pano.
12 Then I turned to consider wisdom and madness and folly; for what more can the king’s successor do than what has already been accomplished?
Kenaka maganizo anga anayamba kulingalira zakuti nzeru nʼchiyani, komanso kuti misala ndi uchitsiru nʼchiyani. Kodi munthu wodzalowa ufumu tsopanoyo angachite chiyani choposa chimene chinachitidwa kale?
13 And I saw that wisdom exceeds folly, just as light exceeds darkness:
Ndinaona kuti nzeru ndi yopambana uchitsiru, monga momwe kuwala kumapambanira mdima.
14 The wise man has eyes in his head, but the fool walks in darkness. Yet I also came to realize that one fate overcomes them both.
Munthu wanzeru amayenda maso ali patsogolo, pamene chitsiru chimayenda mʼchimbulimbuli; koma ndinazindikira kuti chomwe chimawachitikira onsewo ndi chimodzi.
15 So I said to myself, “The fate of the fool will also befall me. What then have I gained by being wise?” And I said to myself that this too is futile.
Pamenepo ndinalingalira mu mtima mwanga, “Zochitikira chitsiru zidzandichitikiranso ine. Nanga tsono phindu langa nʼchiyani pakukhala wanzeru?” Ndinati mu mtima mwanga, “Ichinso ndi chopandapake.”
16 For there is no lasting remembrance of the wise, just as with the fool, seeing that both will be forgotten in the days to come. Alas, the wise man will die just like the fool!
Pakuti munthu wanzeru, pamodzinso ndi chitsiru sadzakumbukiridwa nthawi yayitali; mʼmasiku amʼtsogolo awiriwo adzayiwalika. Mmene chimafera chitsiru ndi mmenenso amafera wanzeru!
17 So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. For everything is futile and a pursuit of the wind.
Kotero ndinadana nawo moyo chifukwa ntchito zimene zimagwiridwa pansi pano ndi zosautsa kwa ine. Ntchito zonsezo ndi zopandapake, nʼkungodzivuta chabe.
18 I hated all for which I had toiled under the sun, because I must leave it to the man who comes after me.
Ine ndinadana nazo ntchito zonse zimene ndinazigwira pansi pano, chifukwa ndinayenera kudzazisiyira wina amene adzalowa mʼmalo mwanga.
19 And who knows whether that man will be wise or foolish? Yet he will take over all the labor at which I have worked skillfully under the sun. This too is futile.
Ndipo ndani amadziwa kuti munthu ameneyo adzakhala wanzeru kapena chitsiru? Komabe munthuyo adzakhala wolamulira zonse zimene ndinazichita pansi pano mwa nzeru zanga. Izinso ndi zopandapake.
20 So my heart began to despair over all the labor that I had done under the sun.
Motero ndinayamba kutaya mtima chifukwa cha ntchito zonse zimene ndinazivutikira pansi pano.
21 When there is a man who has labored with wisdom, knowledge, and skill, and he must give his portion to a man who has not worked for it, this too is futile and a great evil.
Pakuti munthu atha kugwira ntchito yake mwanzeru, chidziwitso ndi luntha, ndipo kenaka nʼkusiyira wina amene sanakhetserepo thukuta. Izinso ndi zopandapake ndiponso tsoka lalikulu.
22 For what does a man get for all the toil and striving with which he labors under the sun?
Kodi munthu amapindulanji pa ntchito zonse zolemetsa ndi zodetsa nkhawa zimene amazichita pansi pano?
23 Indeed, all his days are filled with grief, and his task is sorrowful; even at night, his mind does not rest. This too is futile.
Masiku ake onse amakhala achisoni, ntchito yake imakhala yovuta; ngakhale usiku womwe, mtima wake supumula. Izinso ndi zopandapake.
24 Nothing is better for a man than to eat and drink and enjoy his work. I have also seen that this is from the hand of God.
Kwa munthu palibe chabwino china kuposa kudya, kumwa ndi kukondwerera ntchito zake. Izinso ndaona kuti ndi zochokera kwa Mulungu,
25 For apart from Him, who can eat and who can find enjoyment?
pakuti popanda Iye, ndani angadye ndi kupeza chisangalalo?
26 To the man who is pleasing in His sight, He gives wisdom and knowledge and joy, but to the sinner He assigns the task of gathering and accumulating that which he will hand over to one who pleases God. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.
Munthu amene amakondweretsa Mulungu, Mulunguyo amamusandutsa wanzeru, wozindikira ndi wachisangalalo, koma wochimwa, Mulungu amamupatsa ntchito yosonkhanitsa ndi kusunga chuma kuti adzachipereke kwa amene Mulunguyo amakondwera naye. Izinso ndi zopandapake, nʼkungodzivuta chabe.
