Ezekiel 19
1 Take up now a song of grief for the ruler of Israel, and say,
— «Əmdi sǝn, Israil xaⱨzadilirigǝ bir mǝrsiyǝni aƣzingƣa elip mundaⱪ dǝp oⱪuƣin: —
2 What was your mother? Like a she-lion among lions, stretched out among the young lions she gave food to her little ones.
«Xirlar arisida anang ⱪandaⱪ bir qixi xir idi! U yax xirlar arisida yatⱪan, u arslanlirini beⱪip ⱪuwwǝtlidi.
3 And one of her little ones came to growth under her care, and became a young lion, learning to go after beasts for his food; and he took men for his meat.
U arslanliridin birini qong ⱪildi, u yax xir bolup qiⱪti; U owni tutup yirtixni ɵgǝndi; U adǝmlǝrnimu yǝwetǝtti.
4 And the nations had news of him; he was taken in the hole they had made: and, pulling him with hooks, they took him into the land of Egypt.
Əllǝr uningdin hǝwǝr anglidi; U ularning ora toziⱪida tutuwelindi; Ular uning burniƣa ilmǝkni selip, Misir zeminiƣa epkǝtti.
5 Now when she saw that her hope was made foolish and gone, she took another of her little ones and made him into a young lion.
Qix xir ɵzining arminini bikar kütkinini, Ümidning yoⱪalƣanliⱪini kɵrüp, U baxⱪa bir arslinini elip, Uni beⱪip yax xir ⱪildi;
6 And he went up and down among the lions and became a young lion, learning to go after beasts for his food; and he took men for his meat.
U xirlar arisida uyan-buyan kǝzdi; U yax xir bolup, Owni tutup yirtixni ɵgǝndi; U adǝmlǝrnimu yǝwetǝtti.
7 And he sent destruction on their widows and made waste their towns; and the land and everything in it became waste because of the loud sound of his voice.
U ularning istiⱨkamlirini buzup, Ularning xǝⱨǝrlirini harabǝ ⱪiliwǝtti; Zemin wǝ uning üstidiki ⱨǝmmisi uning ⱨɵrkirigǝn awazi bilǝn dǝkkǝ-dükkigǝ qüxti.
8 Then the nations came against him from the kingdoms round about: their net was stretched over him and he was taken in the hole they had made.
Andin ǝllǝr uning ǝtrapidiki rayonlardin kelip uningƣa ⱪarxi qiⱪti; Ular uning üstigǝ torini yeyip taxlidi; U ularning ora toziⱪida tutuwelindi.
9 They made him a prisoner with hooks, and took him to the king of Babylon; they put him in the strong place so that his voice might be sounding no longer on the mountains of Israel.
Ular burniƣa ilmǝk selip ⱪǝpǝskǝ solidi; Uni Babilning padixaⱨiƣa apardi; Ular uni torliriƣa eliwaldi; Xuning bilǝn uning awazi Israil taƣlirida ⱪaytidin anglanmaydu.
10 Your mother was in comparison like a vine, planted by the waters: she was fertile and full of branches because of the great waters.
Sening anang üzümzaringda bir üzüm teli idi; U su boyida tiklǝngǝnidi; Sularning molluⱪidin, U intayin mewilik, kɵp xahlik boldi.
11 And she had a strong rod for a rod of authority for the rulers, and it became tall among the clouds and it was seen lifted up among the number of its branches.
Uning küqlük xahliri bar idi, Ⱨɵküm sürgüqilǝrning xaⱨanǝ ⱨasiliriƣa layiⱪ idi; Uning boyi bulutlardinmu egiz kɵkkǝ taⱪaxti, U egizliki wǝ xahlirining nurƣunliⱪi bilǝn kɵrünǝrlik idi;
12 But she was uprooted in burning wrath, and made low on the earth; the east wind came, drying her up, and her branches were broken off; her strong rod became dry, the fire made a meal of it.
Biraⱪ u ⱪǝⱨr bilǝn yulundi, U yǝrgǝ taxlandi, Xǝrⱪ xamili mewisini ⱪurutiwǝtti; Uning küqlük xahliri sunduruldi, ⱪaƣjirap kǝtti; Ot ularni yutuwaldi.
13 And now she is planted in the waste land, in a dry and unwatered country.
Ⱨazir u qɵl-bayawanda, Qangⱪaⱪ, susiz bir yǝrdǝ tikildi;
14 And fire has gone out from her rod, causing the destruction of her branches, so that there is no strong rod in her to be the ruler's rod of authority. This is a song of grief, and it was for a song of grief.
Uning xahlirining birsidin ot qiⱪip, Uning bihliri ⱨǝm mewisini yutuwaldi; Xuning bilǝn uningda ⱨɵkümdarning xaⱨanǝ ⱨasisi bolƣudǝk küqlük xehi ⱪalmidi. Bu sɵzlǝr mǝrsiyǝdur, bular pǝⱪǝt mǝrsiyǝ üqünla ixlitilidu».
