Ruth 3
1 One day Ruth’s mother-in-law Naomi said to her, “My daughter, should I not seek a resting place for you, that it may be well with you?
Э Наоми пхэндя пэстеря боряти: — Мэрни щей, мэ камав тэ подродав тути лашо састо тхан.
2 Now is not Boaz, with whose servant girls you have been working, a relative of ours? In fact, tonight he is winnowing barley on the threshing floor.
Гэн акэ, амаро родо о Боазо, савэстэ лэ бутярнянца ту санас андэ мал, адес увэчери лэла тэ вужарэл о ячмэно по гумэно.
3 Therefore wash yourself, put on perfume, and wear your best clothes. Go down to the threshing floor, but do not let the man know you are there until he has finished eating and drinking.
Ту халадю, макпэ, вурядю и жа по гумэно, ай лэ Боазости на сыкадю, жы покэ вов хала и пэла.
4 When he lies down, note the place where he lies. Then go in and uncover his feet, and lie down, and he will explain to you what you should do.”
Роздикх, кай вов пэрэла тэ совэл, тунче поджа, розушарав лэстэ катар э пэрнэ о дияло и пэр. Вов пхэнэла тути, со тэ терэс майанглэ.
5 “I will do everything you say,” Ruth answered.
Э Руфь пхэндя: — Мэ стерава ся, сар ту пхэндян.
6 So she went down to the threshing floor and did everything her mother-in-law had instructed her to do.
Вой жыля по гумэно и стердя ся, сар припхэндя лати э сасуи.
7 After Boaz had finished eating and drinking and was in good spirits, he went to lie down at the end of the heap of grain. Then Ruth went in secretly, uncovered his feet, and lay down.
О Боазо халя тай пиля, и пэля тэ совэл катар э куча лэ ворзоса. Э Руфь полокорэ поджыля, розушарадя лэстэ катар э пэрнэ о дияло и пэля.
8 At midnight, Boaz was startled, turned over, and there lying at his feet was a woman!
Андэ машкар рят вов ля тэ мишкпэ, обрисайля и додикхля, со катар лэсти пэрнэ пашлёл жувли.
9 “Who are you?” he asked. “I am your servant Ruth,” she replied. “Spread the corner of your garment over me, for you are a kinsman-redeemer.”
— Ко ту? — пушля вов. Вой пхэндя: — Мэ э Руфь, тери копэльница, — пхэндя вой. — Лэ ман пала пэстэ, ту амаро фиримари.
10 Then Boaz said, “May the LORD bless you, my daughter. You have shown more kindness now than before, because you have not run after the younger men, whether rich or poor.
Вов пхэндя лати: — Тэ дэл о РАЙ тути бахт, мэрни щей! Ту икхатар терэс майбаро лашымос колэстар, саво сас данглал: на лян тэ родэс тути тэрнэс — ни чёрэс, ни барвалэс.
11 And now do not be afraid, my daughter. I will do for you whatever you request, since all my fellow townspeople know that you are a woman of noble character.
На дара, мэрни щей, мэ стерава ся, пала со ту ман мангэс. Андэ кадыва форо саворэ ганэн, кай ту лашы жувли.
12 Yes, it is true that I am a kinsman-redeemer, but there is a redeemer nearer than I.
Када чячес, мэ тумаро родо, но исын инке родо, майпашэ мандар.
13 Stay here tonight, and in the morning, if he wants to redeem you, good. Let him redeem you. But if he does not want to redeem you, as surely as the LORD lives, I will. Now lie here until morning.”
Ашпэ пэ рят катэ, ай тэся, сар вов закамэла тэ авэл тумаро фиримари — драго, мэк авэл. Ай сар вов на закамэла, тунче, солахав лэ РАЕСА, када терава мэ. Сов катэ жы каринг э тэсара.
14 So she lay down at his feet until morning, but she got up before anyone else could recognize her. Then Boaz said, “Do not let it be known that a woman came to the threshing floor.”
Вой сутя катар лэсти пэрнэ жы каринг э тэсара, и ущиля жы колэстэ, сар екх мануш тэ додикхэл аврэс. О Боазо гындояс: «Мэк нико на ганэн, кай жувли авилясас по гумэно».
15 And he told her, “Bring the shawl you are wearing and hold it out.” When she did so, he shoveled six measures of barley into her shawl. Then he went into the city.
Вов пхэндя лати: — Дэ теро косно и подритяр лэс. Э Руфь ростэлисардя о косно, и о Боазо шутя андо косно баро гоно о ячмэно. Вов тходя лати пэ пхикэ о ячмэно и жылятар андо форо.
16 When Ruth returned to her mother-in-law, Naomi asked her, “How did it go, my daughter?” Then Ruth told her all that Boaz had done for her.
Кала э Руфь авиля каринг э сасуи, э Наоми пушля латар: — Сар ту, мэрни щей? Э Руфь роспхэндя пала кода ся, со тердя лати о Боазо.
17 And she said, “He gave me these six measures of barley, for he said, ‘Do not go back to your mother-in-law empty-handed.’”
И инке пхэндя: — Вов дя манди баро гоно ячмэно и пхэндя: «На рисав каринг тери сасуи шушэ вастэнца».
18 “Wait, my daughter,” said Naomi, “until you find out how things go, for he will not rest unless he has resolved the matter today.”
Э Наоми пхэндя: — Акана, мэрни щей, подаштяр, йито уганэса, соза э дила стерэлапэ. Кадыва мануш на улэлапэ, покэ адес жэ на стерэла сяй дила.
