Isaiah 15
1 The word about Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab has become waste, and is seen no longer; for in a night Kir of Moab has become waste, and is seen no longer.
Moua: be fi ea hou olelema: ne, sia: da amane gala. A moilai bai bagade amola Gio moilai bai bagade da gasi afadafa fawane ganodini, gugunufinisi dagoi ba: sa. Amola Moua: be soge ganodini, sia: da hame naba. Ouiya: su fawane naba.
2 The daughter of Dibon has gone up to the high places, weeping: Moab is sounding her cry of sorrow over Nebo, and over Medeba: everywhere the hair of the head and of the face is cut off.
Daibone moilai bai bagade dunu da agoloba: le heda: le, ilia ogogosu ‘gode’ ea nodosu gagui liligi amoga dinana. Nibou moilai bai bagade amola Mediba moilai da wadela: lesi dagoiba: le, Moua: be dunu da didigia: lala. Ilia bagade da: i dioiba: le, ilia dialuma amola mayabo waga: i dagoi.
3 In their streets they are covering themselves with haircloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their public places, there is crying and bitter weeping.
Dunu huluane moilai logo ganodini da wadela: i eboboi abula amoga ga: i dagoi ba: sa. Moilai gagoi ganodini, amola diasu gadodili esalebe dunu huluane da dinanawane wele sia: sa.
4 Heshbon is crying out, and Elealeh; their voice is sounding even to Jahaz: for this cause the heart of Moab is shaking; his soul is shaking with fear.
Hesiabone amola Isala: ili dunu da se nabawane wele sia: sa. Amola Ya: iha: se dunu da ilia wele sia: su amo sedagaga naba. Dadi gagui dunu amolawane da yagugusa. Ilia da bagadewane beda: i.
5 My heart is crying out for Moab; her people go in flight to Zoar, and to Eglath-shelishiyah: for they go up with weeping by the slope of Luhith; on the way to Horonaim they send up a cry of destruction.
Amo hou da Moua: be fi ilima doaga: beba: le, na da ilima dawa: lala. Dunu da hobeale, Soue moilai bai bagade amola Egalade Selisiade moilai bai bagadega doaga: i. Mogili da Liuhidi doaga: musa: diginiwane logoga ahoa. Mogili da Holona: ime moilaiga doaga: musa: diginiwane hobeasa.
6 The waters of Nimrim will become dry: for the grass is burned up, the young grass is coming to an end, every green thing is dead.
Nimilimi hano da hafoga: i dagoi. Gisi ea bega: dialebe da bioi dagoi, amola golofoyei liligi da hamedafa ba: sa.
7 For this cause they will take away their wealth, and the stores they have got together, over the stream of the water-plants.
Dunu mogili ilia liligi huluane gaguli Yodima Ifa Fago degele, hobeale masunu logo hogolala.
8 For the cry has gone round the limits of Moab; as far as to Eglaim and Beer-elim.
Moua: be soge alalo legei huluane amoga dunu da gilisili bagadewane dinana. Egela: ime moilai amola Bieilimi moilaiga didigia: su bagade naba.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood: and I'm sending even more on Moab, a lion on those of Moab who go in flight, and on the rest of the land.
Daibone moilai bai bagadega hano da maga: mega yoi hamoi dagoi. Amola Gode da amo dunu ilima bu baligili se eno imunusa: dawa: lala. Dafawane! Moua: be dunu huluane ilia soge ganodini esalebe ba: sa, amo huluane da medole legei dagoi ba: mu.
