Job 3
1 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed his day.
Sima na yango, Yobo afungolaki monoko na ye mpe alakelaki mokolo ya mbotama na ye mabe.
2 And Job answered and said,
Yobo alobaki:
3 Let the day perish in which I was born, and the night that said, There is a man child conceived.
« Tika ete mokolo ya mbotama na ngai, mpe butu oyo elobaki: ‹ Mwana mobali moko abotami, › ekufa!
4 That day — let it be darkness, let not God care for it from above, neither let light shine upon it:
Tika ete mokolo yango ebongwana molili! Tika ete, wuta na likolo, Nzambe akanisa yango lisusu te! Tika ete pole engengela yango lisusu te!
5 Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it; let clouds dwell upon it; let darkeners of the day terrify it.
Tika ete molili mpe elilingi ya kufa ezingela yango! Tika ete lipata ezipa yango, mpe molili ebangisa pole na yango!
6 That night — let gloom seize upon it; let it not rejoice among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.
Tika ete molili makasi ekotela butu yango, ete batanga yango lisusu te kati na mikolo ya mibu to kati na mikolo ya basanza!
7 Behold, let that night be barren; let no joyful sound come therein;
Tika ete butu yango etikala ekomba, ete koganga moko te ya esengo eyokana na butu yango!
8 Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to rouse Leviathan;
Tika ete bato oyo balakelaka mikolo mabe, bato oyo balamusaka bilima minene ya mayi, balakela yango mabe!
9 Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it wait for light, and have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the dawn:
Tika ete minzoto ya tongo na yango ekoma molili, ezela na pamba tongo oyo ekotana mpe emona kongenga ya tongo te.
10 Because it shut not up the doors of the womb that bore me, and hid not trouble from mine eyes.
Pamba te ekangelaki ngai te bikuke ya libumu ya mama na ngai mpo na kobombela miso na ngai pasi ya boye!
11 Wherefore did I not die from the womb, — come forth from the belly and expire?
Mpo na nini namikufelaki te kati na libumu ya mama na ngai? Mpo na nini nakataki motema te tango nabimaki na libumu ya mama na ngai?
12 Why did the knees meet me? and wherefore the breasts, that I should suck?
Mpo na nini mabolongo eyambaki ngai? Mpo na nini mama amelisaki ngai mabele?
13 For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
Pamba te sik’oyo, nalingaki na ngai kolala na kimia, nalingaki na ngai kokufa mpe kopema
14 With kings and counsellors of the earth, who build desolate places for themselves,
elongo na bakonzi mpe bapesi toli ya mokili, oyo bamitongelaki malita na bango kasi lelo ebeba,
15 Or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver;
elongo na bakambi oyo bazalaki na wolo mpe batondisa palata kati na bandako na bango.
16 Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants that have not seen the light.
Mpo na nini babombaki ngai te na se ya mabele lokola zemi oyo esopani to lokola mwana oyo atikala komona te pole ya mokolo?
17 There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the wearied are at rest.
Kuna, bato mabe batikaka konyokola bato, bato oyo balembi bazwaka bopemi,
18 The prisoners together are at ease; they hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
bato ya boloko bazwaka kimia mpe bayokaka lisusu te mongongo ya mokengeli.
19 The small and great are there, and the bondman freed from his master.
Ezala mobola to mozwi, bango mibale bazalaka kuna, mpe mowumbu akangolamaka na maboko ya nkolo na ye.
20 Wherefore is light given to him that is in trouble, and life to those bitter of soul,
Mpo na nini pole epesamelaka bato ya pasi? Mpo na nini bomoi epesamelaka moto oyo azali na pasi na motema?
21 Who long for death, and it [cometh] not, and dig for it more than for hidden treasures;
Bazelaka kufa, kasi eyaka te; nzokande balukaka yango koleka bozwi oyo ebombama,
22 Who rejoice even exultingly and are glad when they find the grave? —
balingaki kotonda na esengo mpe kosepela soki bamoni kunda!
23 To the man whose way is hidden, and whom God hath hedged in?
Mpo na nini bomoi epesamela moto oyo nzela na ye ebombama, moto oyo Nzambe azingela lokola lopango?
24 For my sighing cometh before my bread, and my groanings are poured out like the waters.
Pamba te kolela ekomi bilei na ngai, bileli na ngai ezali kosopana lokola mayi.
25 For I feared a fear, and it hath come upon me, and that which I dreaded hath come to me.
Makambo oyo nazalaki kobanga, yango nde ezali kokomela ngai; oyo nazalaki koyokela somo, yango nde ezali kosalemela ngai.
26 I was not in safety, neither had I quietness, neither was I at rest, and trouble came.
Nazangi kimia, motema na ngai ezali kokita te mpe nazangi bopemi; kasi minyoko na minyoko kaka nde nazali na yango. »
