Isaiah 47
1 “Go down and sit in the dust, O Virgin Daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, O Daughter of Chaldea! For you will no longer be called tender or delicate.
Kita mpe vanda na putulu, Babiloni, mboka kitoko! Vanda na mabele, kiti ya bokonzi ezali te, Babiloni, mboka kitoko! Moto moko te akobenga yo lisusu « mwasi bonzenga » to « mwasi kitoko. »
2 Take millstones and grind flour; remove your veil; strip off your skirt, bare your thigh, and wade through the streams.
Kamata mabanga oyo banikelaka ble mpe sala farine, longola kitambala na yo, tombola nzambala na yo, mpe mipende na yo emonana, bongo katisa bibale!
3 Your nakedness will be uncovered and your shame will be exposed. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one.”
Bolumbu na yo ekomonana, mpe soni na yo ekobombama te. Nakozongisa mabe na mabe, mpe moto moko te akopekisa Ngai.
4 Our Redeemer—the LORD of Hosts is His name— is the Holy One of Israel.
Mosikoli na biso, Kombo na Ye: Yawe, Mokonzi ya mampinga, Mosantu ya Isalaele.
5 “Sit in silence and go into darkness, O Daughter of Chaldea. For you will no longer be called the queen of kingdoms.
Vanda kimia, kende na molili, Babiloni, mboka kitoko, pamba te bakobenga yo lisusu te « mwasi mokonzi ya bikolo. »
6 I was angry with My people; I profaned My heritage, and I placed them under your control. You showed them no mercy; even on the elderly you laid a most heavy yoke.
Nasilikelaki bato na Ngai, nasambwisaki libula na Ngai; nakabaki bango na maboko na yo, mpe oyokelaki bango mawa te; bongo omemisaki ata mibange ekangiseli ya kilo makasi.
7 You said, ‘I will be queen forever.’ You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.
Olobaki: « Nakozala mwasi mokonzi mpo na libela! » Kasi motema na yo ekanisaki te tina ya makambo oyo mpe ndenge nini ekosukela.
8 So now hear this, O lover of luxury who sits securely, who says to herself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me. I will never be a widow or know the loss of children.’
Yoka sik’oyo, yo mwasi ya biyenga, oyo omesana kovanda na kimia mpe omilobelaka: « Ngai nde nazali, mosusu azali te. Nakotikala kokoma te mwasi akufisa mobali mpe nakotikala kokufisa bana te! »
9 These two things will overtake you in a moment, in a single day: loss of children, and widowhood. They will come upon you in full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and the potency of your spells.
Makambo mibale oyo ekokomela yo mbala moko mpe kaka na mokolo moko: kozanga bana mpe kokufisa mobali. Makambo oyo eleka ndelo nde ekokomela yo, ata kindoki na yo ezali makasi mpe bakisi na yo ezali na nguya.
10 You were secure in your wickedness; you said, ‘No one sees me.’ Your wisdom and knowledge led you astray; you told yourself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me.’
Otiaki elikya na makambo na yo ya mabe, olobaki: « Moto moko te azali komona ngai! » Bwanya mpe mayele na yo epengwisaki yo tango ozalaki komilobela: « Ngai nde nazali, mosusu azali te! »
11 But disaster will come upon you; you will not know how to charm it away. A calamity will befall you that you will be unable to ward off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.
Pasi ekokomela yo, mpe okoyeba te ndenge ya kolongola yango; mikakatano ekokomela yo mpe okokoka komibatela te; libebi oyo oyebaki te ekokomela yo na pwasa.
12 So take your stand with your spells and with your many sorceries, with which you have wearied yourself from your youth. Perhaps you will succeed; perhaps you will inspire terror!
Kangama kaka na bonganga mpe na kindoki na yo, oyo omonelaka pasi wuta bolenge na yo! Tango mosusu okozwela yango litomba, tango mosusu okokoka kobangisa bato.
13 You are wearied by your many counselors; let them come forward now and save you— your astrologers who observe the stars, who monthly predict your fate.
Batoli nyonso oyo osili kozwa epai na bango elembisi yo nzoto! Tika ete bato ya soloka oyo bayekolaka bikelamu nyonso ya likolo: moyi, sanza, minzoto mpe biloko mosusu, mpe bayebisaka na ebandeli nyonso ya sanza makambo oyo ekoya, batelema wana mpe babikisa yo!
14 Surely they are like stubble; the fire will burn them up. They cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. There will be no coals to warm them or fire to sit beside.
Tala, bakozala solo lokola matiti ya kokawuka, matiti oyo moto ekotumba; bakokoka kobikisa ata milimo na bango moko te na nguya ya moto: Ekozala lisusu te lokola makala ya moto mpo na koyetola to moto mpo na kovanda zingazinga na yango.
15 This is what they are to you— those with whom you have labored and traded from youth— each one strays in his own direction; not one of them can save you.
Ezali bongo nde bakokoma liboso na yo, bato nyonso oyo ozalaki komonela pasi, mpe bato oyo ozalaki kosala elongo na bango wuta bolenge na yo. Moko na moko na bango akoyengayenga na ngambo na ye, moko te akobikisa yo!
