Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion.

Naʻa mau nofo ki lalo ʻi he veʻe vaitafe ʻo Papilone, ʻio, naʻa mau tangi ʻi heʻemau manatu ki Saione.

2 There on the willows we hung our harps,

Naʻa mau tautau ʻemau ngaahi haʻape, ʻi he ngaahi uilou ʻi he lotolotonga ʻo ia.

3 for there our captors requested a song; our tormentors demanded songs of joy: “Sing us a song of Zion.”

He naʻe fekauʻi ai ʻekinautolu naʻa nau fakapōpulaʻi ʻakimautolu ke mau hiva; pea ko kinautolu naʻe fakaʻosiʻosi ʻakimautolu naʻa nau fekau ke mau fiefia, ʻonau pehē, “Hiva mai kiate kimautolu ʻi he ngaahi hiva ʻo Saione.”

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

‌ʻE fēfē ʻemau hiva ʻaki ʻae hiva ʻa Sihova ʻi he fonua ʻoe muli?

5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand cease to function.

Kapau te u fakangalongaloʻi koe, ʻE Selūsalema, tuku ke ngalo ʻi hoku nima toʻomataʻu hono faiva.

6 May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not exalt Jerusalem as my greatest joy!

Kapau ʻe ʻikai te u manatu kiate koe, tuku ke pikitai ʻa hoku ʻelelo ki hoku ʻaoʻingutu; ʻo kapau ʻe ʻikai te u hiki māʻolunga hake ʻa Selūsalema ʻi hoku fungani fiefiaʻanga.

7 Remember, O LORD, the sons of Edom on the day Jerusalem fell: “Destroy it,” they said, “tear it down to its foundations!”

Manatu, ʻE Sihova, ki he fānau ʻa ʻItomi, ʻi he ʻaho ʻo Selūsalema; naʻa nau pehē, “Fakaʻauha ia! Fakaʻauha ia, ʻo aʻu ki hono tuʻunga!”

8 O Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, blessed is he who repays you as you have done to us.

‌ʻE ʻofefine ʻo Papilone, ʻe fakaʻauha koe; ʻe monūʻia ia, ʻaia te ne totongi kiate koe, ʻo hangē ko hoʻo fai kiate kimautolu.

9 Blessed is he who seizes your infants and dashes them against the rocks.

‌ʻE monūʻia ia, ʻaia te ne toʻo ʻo laiki hoʻo fānau iiki ki he maka.