Nahum 2
1 He that dasheth in pieces is come up against thy face: keep the fortress, watch the way, make [thy] loins strong, fortify [thy] power mightily.
Tala, mobebisi azali koya kosala yo mabe! Batela malamu bandako na yo batonga makasi, kengela nzela na yo, bongama mpo na bitumba mpe sangisa bato na yo.
2 For Jehovah hath brought again the glory of Jacob, as the glory of Israel; for the wasters have wasted them, and marred their vine-branches.
Yawe akozongisa lisusu nkembo ya Jakobi mpe ya Isalaele, atako babebisaki mpe bapanzaki mokili na bango, mpe atako babebisaki bilanga na bango ya vino.
3 The shield of his mighty men is made red, the valiant men are in scarlet: the chariots [glitter] with the sheen of steel, in the day of his preparation, and the spears are brandished.
Banguba mpe bilamba ya basoda na bango ezali ya langi ya motane; bibende ya bashar na bango ezali kongenga na mokolo oyo babongisi mpo na bitumba, mpe makonga basala na nzete ekomi kotambola bipai na bipai.
4 The chariots rush madly in the streets, they justle one against another in the broad ways: the appearance of them is like torches, they run like lightnings.
Bashar ezali kokota na elulu na nzela, ezali kokende mpe kozonga na bisika oyo bato ebele bakutanaka; ezali komonana lokola koni oyo ezali kopela moto, ezali kotambola na bangambo nyonso lokola mikalikali.
5 He bethinketh him of his nobles: they stumble in their march; they make haste to the wall thereof, and the shelter is prepared.
Abengi basoda na ye nyonso ya mpiko. nzokande, na nzela na bango, bazali kotepatepa, bazali kokende na lombangu pene ya mir.
6 The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace melteth away.
Bikuke ya ebale efungwami, mpe ndako na ye ya bokonzi ebukani.
7 And it is decreed: she shall be uncovered, she shall be led away, and her maids shall moan as with the voice of doves, drumming upon their breasts.
Ekatami ete engumba wana ekokende na bowumbu mpe bakomema yango mosika penza; basali na yango ya basi bakolela lokola bibenga mpe bakomibeta batolo likolo ya pasi.
8 Nineveh hath been like a pool of water, since the day she existed, yet they flee away. ...Stand! Stand! But none looketh back.
Na kala, engumba Ninive ezalaki lokola liziba ya mayi. Kasi tala yango lelo oyo: etoboki mpe ekomi kobimisa mayi! Bazali kobelela: « Botelema! Botelema! » Kasi ata moto moko te azongi lisusu kuna.
9 Plunder the silver, plunder the gold; for there is no end of the splendid store of all precious vessels.
Bobotola wolo mpe palata na yango na makasi, pamba te bomengo na yango ezali penza mingi koleka mpe etonda na biloko ya motuya.
10 She is empty, and void, and waste; and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and writhing pain is in all loins, and all their faces grow pale.
Bakoteli yango, bapanzi yango, babotoli na makasi biloko na yango ya talo! Mitema ebukani, mabolongo ekomi kolenga, mpe banzoto etondi na somo.
11 Where is [now] the den of the lions, and the feeding-place of the young lions, where the lion, the lioness, [and] the lion's whelp walked, and none made them afraid?
Wapi sik’oyo libulu epai wapi bankosi ezalaki kobokola bana na yango? Wapi sik’oyo libulu epai wapi nkosi ya mwasi elongo na bana na yango ezalaki kotambola na somo ata moke te?
12 The lion tore in pieces enough for his whelps, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his holes with prey, and his dens with ravin.
Nkosi ebomi banyama ebele mpo ete epesa yango lokola bilei epai ya bana na yango, ekangi nyama ya kolia mpo na mwasi na yango, bongo etondisi libulu na yango na banyama oyo ebomi mpe na misuni.
13 Behold, I am against thee, saith Jehovah of hosts: and I will burn her chariots into smoke; and the sword shall devour thy young lions, and I will cut off thy prey from the earth; and the voice of thy messengers shall no more be heard.
« Nakotombokela yo, » elobi Yawe, Mokonzi ya mampinga; « nakozikisa bashar na yo na moto, mpe mopanga ekoboma bana ya nkosi na yo. Nakobotola yo misuni nyonso awa na se; boye mongongo ya batindami na yo ekotikala koyokana lisusu te. »
