Ecclesiastes 4
1 Again I looked, and I considered all the oppression taking place under the sun. I saw the tears of the oppressed, and they had no comforter; the power lay in the hands of their oppressors, and there was no comforter.
Bio, mehwɛ mehunuu nhyɛsoɔ a ɛrekɔ so wɔ owia yi ase: Mehunuu wɔn a wɔredi wɔn nya no nisuo na wɔnni ɔwerɛkyekyefoɔ biara; tumi no wɔ wɔn nhyɛsofoɔ no nsam na wɔnni ɔwerɛkyekyefoɔ biara.
2 So I admired the dead, who had already died, above the living, who are still alive.
Na mekaa sɛ: Awufoɔ a wɔawuwu dada no ani gye sene ateasefoɔ; wɔn a wɔda so wɔ nkwa mu no.
3 But better than both is he who has not yet existed, who has not seen the evil that is done under the sun.
Na deɛ ɔyɛ sene baanu yi ne deɛ ɔnnya mmaeɛ, deɛ ɔnnya nhunuu bɔne a wɔyɛ wɔ owia yi ase.
4 I saw that all labor and success spring from a man’s envy of his neighbor. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.
Na mehunuu sɛ adwumayɛ mu ɔbrɛ ne deɛ onipa tumi yɛ nyinaa nnyinasoɔ ne sɛ, nʼani bere ne yɔnko. Yei nso yɛ ahuhudeɛ, mmirika a wɔtu taa mframa.
5 The fool folds his hands and consumes his own flesh.
Ɔkwasea bobɔ ne nsa gu ne ho na ɔsɛe ne ho.
6 Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and pursuit of the wind.
Nsa ma baako a asomdwoeɛ wɔ mu yɛ sene nsa ma mmienu a ɔbrɛ bata ho. Ɛte sɛ deɛ wotaa mframa.
7 Again, I saw futility under the sun.
Afei nso mehunuu biribi a ɛnka hwee wɔ owia yi ase:
8 There is a man all alone, without even a son or brother. And though there is no end to his labor, his eyes are still not content with his wealth: “For whom do I toil and bereave my soul of enjoyment?” This too is futile—a miserable task.
Na ɔbarima bi wɔ hɔ a ɔyɛ ankonam; ɔnni ɔbabarima anaa onuabarima. Nʼadwumaden amma nʼawieeɛ da, nanso nʼani ansɔ nʼahonya. Ɔbisaa ne ho sɛ, “Na hwan na merebrɛ ama no, na adɛn enti na mede anigyeɛ kame me kra?” Yei nso yɛ ahuhudeɛ, ɛyɛ ɔhaw kwa.
9 Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor.
Baanu yɛ sene ɔbaakofoɔ, ɛfiri sɛ wɔnya wɔn adwumayɛ so mfasoɔ a ɛsɔ ani:
10 For if one falls down, his companion can lift him up; but pity the one who falls without another to help him up!
Sɛ ɔbaako hwe ase a ne yɔnko bɛtumi aboa no. Nanso onipa a ɔhwe ase a ɔnni ɔboafoɔ no yɛ mmɔbɔ.
11 Again, if two lie down together, they will keep warm; but how can one keep warm alone?
Bio, sɛ baanu da bɔ mu a, wɔka wɔn ho hye. Na ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na ɔkɔntenkorɔ aka ne ho hye?
12 And though one may be overpowered, two can resist. Moreover, a cord of three strands is not quickly broken.
Ɔbaakofoɔ deɛ, wɔbɛtumi aka no ahyɛ nanso baanu tumi pere wɔn ti. Homa a wɔawɔ no mmɛsa no, wɔntumi ntete mu ntɛm.
13 Better is a poor but wise youth than an old but foolish king who no longer knows how to take a warning.
Ɔbabunu nyansafoɔ a ɔdi hia yɛ sene ɔhene akɔkoraa a ɔyɛ kwasea na ɔntie kɔkɔbɔ bio.
14 For the youth has come from the prison to the kingship, though he was born poor in his own kingdom.
Ebia na ɔbabunu no firi nneduafie na ɔbɛdii adeɛ anaasɛ wɔwoo no too ohia mu wɔ adehyeɛ abusua mu.
15 I saw that all who lived and walked under the sun followed this second one, the youth who succeeded the king.
Mehunuu sɛ wɔn a wɔtenaa ase na wɔnantee owia yi ase nyinaa dii ɔbabunu no akyi, deɛ ɔdii ɔhene no adeɛ no.
16 There is no limit to all the people who were before them. Yet the successor will not be celebrated by those who come even later. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.
Nnipa dɔm a wɔntumi nkane wɔn dii nʼakyi. Nanso nkyirimma no ani annye ne ho. Yei nso yɛ ahuhudeɛ, ɛte sɛ wotaa mframa.
