2 Samuel 1
1 Now after the death of Saul, when David, having come back from the destruction of the Amalekites, had been in Ziklag for two days;
Şaul qik'uyle qiyğa, Davud Amalekbışile ğamxha siyk'almee, mana Tsiklageeqa qarayle. Ma'ar mana q'ölle yiğna axva.
2 On the third day a man came from Saul's tents, with his clothing out of order and earth on his head: and when he came to David, he went down on the earth and gave him honour.
Xhebıd'esde yiğıl Şaulne zastaveençe sa insan arayle. Mang'vee culqa abına ver haagvasva tanalinbı qıt'axxa'a, vuk'ulelqa nyaq'v kyaa'a. Mana insan Davudusqana qarı, mang'une ögil ç'iyelqamee k'yoyzarna.
3 And David said to him, Where have you come from? And he said, I have come in flight from the tents of Israel.
Davudee mang'uke qiyghanan: – Nençene qöö? Mane insanee eyhen: – İzrailyne zastaveençe hixu, zıcar zı g'attixhan hı'ı.
4 And David said to him, How did things go? Give me the news. And in answer he said, The people have gone in flight from the fight, and a great number of them are dead; and Saul and his son Jonathan are dead.
Davudee mang'uk'le eyhen: – Maa'ad hucoona ıxha? Hucoona ixhes, zak'le eyhe. Mane insanee eyhen: – Eskerar dəv'ə əlyhəəne cigeençe heepxıynbı, con g'ellesınbıb hapt'ıynbı. Şaulıy cuna dix Yonatanıb hapt'ıynbı.
5 And David said to the young man who gave him the news, Why are you certain that Saul and his son Jonathan are dead?
Davudee cus xabar abıyne insanıke qiyghanan: – Şaulıy Yonatan hapt'ıva vak'le nençene ats'a?
6 And the young man said, I came by chance to Mount Gilboa, and I saw Saul supporting himself on his spear; and the war-carriages and horsemen overtook him.
Mang'vee Davuduk'le eyhen: – Mane gahıl nəxüdme ıxha, zı Gilboayne suvaliy. Zak'le maa'ar cune nizeyk qirzıl Şaul g'acu. Balkanaaşil aleepxıynbıyiy dəv'əyn daşk'abıd mang'usqayiy hiyxhar.
7 And looking back, he saw me and gave a cry to me. And answering him I said, Here am I.
Şaul yı'q'əlqa sak'ı ilyakkımee, zı g'acu mang'vee onı'ıyn. Zı mang'uk'le «Hooyva» uvhu.
8 And he said to me, Who are you? And I said, I am an Amalekite.
Mang'vee zake qiyghıniyn: «Ğu vuşune vor?» Zınad mang'uk'le, «Zı Amalekbışda vorva» uvhu.
9 Then he said to me, Come here to my side, and put me to death, for the pain of death has me in its grip but my life is still strong in me.
Şaulee zak'le uvhuyn: «Zasqana qıxha, zı gik'e. Zı sakaratee vorna, zas ine ık'arbışike g'attixhanas ıkkan».
10 So I put my foot on him and gave him his death-blow, because I was certain that he would not go on living after his fall: and I took the crown from his head and the band from his arm, and I have them here for my lord.
Zı mançil-alla mang'usqa qıxha, mana g'ik'una. Zak'le ats'anniy, mang'usse avur axuyle qiyğa, ı'mı'r haa'as vəəxəs deş. Qiyğa zı mang'une vuk'lelin taciy xılelin lexa g'ayşu, inyaqa yizde xərıng'unemee, vasqa adı.
11 Then David gave way to bitter grief, and so did all the men who were with him:
Man g'ayxhımee, Davudeeyiy cune k'anenbışe ts'ıts'ı'ı colyun tanalinbı qıt'axxa'a.
12 And till evening they gave themselves to sorrow and weeping, and took no food, weeping for Saul and for Jonathan, his son, and for the people of the Lord and for the men of Israel; because they had come to their end by the sword.
Manbışe Şaulnemee, mang'une duxayne Yonatannemee, gırgıne Rəbbine milletnemee exhalilqamee ak' avqu. Manbışe gyaaşe-gyaaşe sivar aqqaqqa, geebınbı g'ılıncıke alğav'u gyapt'ıva.
13 And David said to the young man who had given him the news, Where do you come from? And he said, I am the son of a man from a strange land; I am an Amalekite.
Davudee, cus mana xabar abıyne mek'vung'uk'le eyhen: – Ğu nençenane vor? Mang'vee alidghıniy qele: – Zı menne cigeençena vor, zı Amalekbışde sang'una dix vor.
14 And David said to him, Had you no fear of stretching out your hand to put to death the one marked with the holy oil?
Davudee mang'uk'le eyhen: – Nəxürne ğu qı'dərq'ı'n Rəbbee g'əyxı'ng'ulqa gik'asva xıl g'ott'ul?
15 And David sent for one of his young men and said, Go near and put an end to him. And he put him to death.
Ğu gik'uyna bınah val vob! Ğucad, yiğne ghaleka, gardanaqa alyaat'u, «Zı Rəbbee g'əyxı'na paççah gik'uva». Davudee cune insanaaşina sa qort'ul eyhen: – Hoora, mana gik'e. Mang'veeyir ı'xı' mana g'ek'ana.
16 And David said to him, May your blood be on your head; for your mouth has given witness against you, saying, I have put to death the man marked with the holy oil.
17 Then David made this song of grief for Saul and Jonathan, his son:
Davudee, Şaulneyiy cune duxayne Yonatanee ak'ee ina mə'niy qəpqı'.
18 (It is recorded in the book of Jashar for teaching to the sons of Judah) and he said:
Qiyğab mana «Vukuna mə'niy» Yahudabışik'le xəp quvxheva əmr haa'a (mana mə'niy «Qorkuyng'une kitabee» opk'un vobna):
19 The glory, O Israel, is dead on your high places! How have the great ones been made low!
İzrail, yiğna xəbvalla, yiğnecab axtıne cigabışee güvk'una. Nəxbın cehilyar hapt'ıynbı!
20 Give no news of it in Gath, let it not be said in the streets of Ashkelon; or the daughters of the Philistines will be glad, the daughters of men without circumcision will be uplifted in joy.
Filiştinaaşin içeer şadmeebaxhecenva, Sunnat hıdyav'uynbışde içeeşe bayrambı hıma'acenva. İn Gatee ats'axhxhıma'a, Aşkelonne şahrabışee mançina hımaa'a.
21 O mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew or rain on you, you fields of death: for there the arms of the strong have been shamed, the arms of Saul, as if he had not been marked with the holy oil.
Gilboayn suvabı, Şolqa çiyiy gyoğıy hasre mexhecen, Vuşde q'adaalybışee hasre şagavıd ılymaylecen. Maa'ad cehilyaaşiniy Şaulun g'alxan g'eliqqa huvu, maa'ad çilqa q'ış qıdyadğu.
22 From the blood of the dead, from the fat of the strong, the bow of Jonathan was not turned back, the sword of Saul did not come back unused.
Gyapt'ıynbışde ebake, gucnanbışde tanıke, Yonatanın vuk yı'q'əlqa siyk'alan deşdiy, Şaulunıd g'ılınc idyats'ı qadaylen deşdiy.
23 Saul and Jonathan were loved and pleasing; in their lives and in their death they were not parted; they went more quickly than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
Şaulıy Yonatan, şu üç'übnang'a manimee vukkananbı, yugunbı vuxha. Habat'ameeyib cureepxha deş. Şu q'aacirıleb ek'ınbı, Aslanaaşileb gucukanbı vuxha.
24 O daughters of Israel, have sorrow for Saul, by whom you were delicately clothed in robes of red, with ornaments of gold on your dresses.
İzrailin içeer, Şaulnemee gyaaşe! Mang'vee şolqa ç'ərəxən, gıranın tanalinbıniyxhe alya'anbı. Tanalinçılqad k'ınəğəyken karbıniyxhe qa'anbı.
25 How have the great ones been made low in the fight! Jonathan is dead on your high places.
Siç'ookkane cigee nəxbın cehilyar hapt'ıynbı! Yonatan şene axtıne tepabışil qik'u.
26 I am full of grief for you, my brother Jonathan: very dear have you been to me: your love for me was a wonder, greater than the love of women.
Yizda çoc Yonatan, yiğnemee yizın yik' gyotxhan. Ğu yizdemee, geer gıranra ıxha. Yiğın zı ıkkiykıniy, yedar vukkiykıniyle zı ooqaniy aqqaqqa.
27 How have the great ones been made low, and the arms of war broken!
Nəxüb cehilyar hapt'ıynbı! Dəv'əyn silahbıd aguynbı!
