Isaiah 21
1 The word about the waste land. As storm-winds in the South go rushing through, it comes from the waste land, from the land greatly to be feared.
Maloba na Yawe na tina na esobe ya ebale monene: Ndenge mopepe makasi elekaka na somo na Negevi, monguna moko azali koya wuta na esobe, wuta na mokili moko ya somo.
2 A vision of fear comes before my eyes; the worker of deceit goes on in his false way, and the waster goes on making waste. Up! Elam; to the attack! Media; I have put an end to her sorrow.
Namonaki emoniseli moko ya somo: Moteki baninga azali koteka baninga, mobebisi azali kobebisa. Elami, bundisa bango! Medi, zingela bango! Nakosukisa kolela nyonso oyo ayeisaki na bato.
3 For this cause I am full of bitter grief; pains like the pains of a woman in childbirth have come on me: I am bent down with sorrow at what comes to my ears; I am shocked by what I see.
Yango wana, loketo na ngai ekomi na pasi, pasi moko ya makasi penza ekangi ngai lokola mwasi oyo azali na pasi ya kobota. Makambo oyo nazali koyoka ezali kopesa ngai somo, mpe oyo nazali komona ezali kosilisa ngai mayele.
4 My mind is wandering, fear has overcome me: the evening of my desire has been turned into shaking for me.
Motema na ngai ezali kobeta noki-noki, nakomi kolenga na somo, mwa malili ya pokwa oyo nazelaka na esengo ekomeli ngai somo makasi.
5 They make ready the table, they put down the covers, they take food and drink. Up! you captains; put oil on your breastplates.
Mesa ebongisami, batandi bilamba ya mesa, bazali kolia mpe komela! Bino bakonzi ya basoda, bopakola banguba na bino mafuta!
6 For so has the Lord said to me, Go, let a watchman be placed; let him give word of what he sees:
Tala liloba oyo Nkolo alobi na ngai: « Kende, tia mokengeli; mpe tika ete aloba makambo oyo akomona.
7 And when he sees war-carriages, horsemen by twos, war-carriages with asses, war-carriages with camels, let him give special attention.
Soki amoni shar oyo bampunda mibale ezali kobenda, basoda oyo batambolaka likolo ya bampunda, bamoko bamati likolo ya ba-ane, bamosusu bamati likolo ya bashamo, tika ete asala keba, asala keba penza! »
8 And the watchman gave a loud cry, O my lord, I am on the watchtower all day, and am placed in my watch every night:
Boye, mokengeli agangaki lokola nkosi: « Nkolo, mokolo mobimba, natelemaka na likolo ya ndako molayi ya kokengela; mpe butu nyonso, natikalaka kaka se wana.
9 See, here come war-carriages with men, horsemen by twos: and in answer he said, Babylon is made low, is made low, and all her images are broken on the earth.
Tala, moto moko azali koya awa na shar, oyo bampunda mibale ezali kobenda. Azongisaki eyano: ‹ Babiloni esili kokweya, ekweyi solo! Banzambe na yango nyonso ya bikeko elali-lali mpe epanzani na mabele! › »
10 O my crushed ones, the grain of my floor! I have given you the word which came to me from the Lord of armies, the God of Israel.
Oh bato na ngai, babeti bino ndenge batutaka ble na libanda! Nazali koyebisa bino makambo oyo nayokaki wuta epai na Yawe, Mokonzi ya mampinga, wuta epai ya Nzambe ya Isalaele.
11 The word about Edom. A voice comes to me from Seir, Watchman, how far gone is the night? how far gone is the night?
Maloba na Yawe na tina na Duma. Moto moko azali kobelela Ngai wuta Seiri: « Mokengeli, olobi nini mpo na butu? Mokengeli olobi nini mpo na butu? »
12 The watchman says, The morning has come, but night is still to come: if you have questions to put, put them, and come back again.
Mokengeli azongisaki: Tongo elingi kotana, kasi butu mpe elingi koya. Soki bolingi kotuna mituna, botuna; bongo bozonga mpe boya lisusu.
13 The word about Arabia. In the thick woods of Arabia will be your night's resting-place, O travelling bands of Dedanites!
Maloba na Yawe mpo na kotelemela Arabi: Oh bino bato ya mombongo ya Dedani, bokolala na esobe ya Arabi.
14 Give water to him who is in need of water; give bread, O men of the land of Tema, to those in flight.
Bopesa mayi na moto oyo azali na posa ya mayi; bino bavandi ya mokili ya Tema, bopesa bilei na bato oyo bazali kokima bitumba.
15 For they are in flight from the sharp sword, and the bent bow, and from the trouble of war.
Pamba te bazali nde kokima mopanga, mopanga oyo babimisi na ebombelo na yango, bazali nde kokima tolotolo oyo etelemi makasi mpe bitumba ya makasi.
16 For so has the Lord said to me, In a year, by the years of a servant working for payment, all the glory of Kedar will come to an end:
Tala liloba oyo Nkolo alobaki na ngai: « Etikali kaka mobu moko, ndenge batangaka mikolo ya mowumbu, nkembo nyonso ya Kedari ekosuka.
17 And the rest of the bowmen, the men of war of the children of Kedar, will be small in number: for the Lord, the God of Israel, has said it.
Bongo, ekotikala kaka mwa ndambo moke ya basoda oyo babundaka na matolotolo mpe ya basoda ya mpiko kati na Kedari, » elobi Yawe, Nzambe ya Isalaele.
