Proverbs 7
1 My son, keep my words, and lay up my commandments with thee.
I oghlum, sözlirimge emel qil, Tapshuruqlirimni yürikingde saqla.
2 Keep my commandments, and live; and my teaching, as the apple of thine eye.
Tapshuruqlirimgha emel qilsang, yashnaysen; Telimlirimni köz qarichuqungni asrighandek asra.
3 Bind them upon thy fingers, write them upon the tablet of thy heart.
Ularni barmaqliringgha téngip qoy, Qelb taxtanggha yéziwal.
4 Say unto wisdom, Thou art my sister, and call intelligence [thy] kinswoman:
Danaliqni, sen hede-singlim, dégin, Pem-parasetni «tughqinim» dep chaqir.
5 that they may keep thee from the strange woman, from the stranger who flattereth with her words.
Shundaq qilsang, ular séni yat xotundin yiraqlashturidu, Aghzidin siliq söz chiqidighan yochun ayaldin néri qilidu.
6 For at the window of my house, I looked forth through my lattice,
[Bir qétim] öyning dérize köznekliridin tashqirigha qarighinimda,
7 and I beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the sons, a young man void of understanding,
Birnechche yash, sadda yigitlerni kördüm, Ularning ichidin bir eqilsizni körüp qaldim,
8 passing through the street near her corner; and he went the way to her house,
U kocha boylap buzuq [xotun turushluq] doqmushtin ötüp, Andin uning öyi terepke qarap mangdi.
9 in the twilight, in the evening of the day, in the blackness of night and the darkness.
Kechqurun qarangghu chüshkende, Zulmet kéche, ay qarangghusida [ishiki aldidin ötti].
10 And behold, there met him a woman in the attire of a harlot, and subtle of heart.
Mana, öydin bir xotun chiqip uni kütüwaldi; Kiyimi pahishe ayallarningkidek bolup, Niyiti hiyle-mikir idi.
11 She is clamorous and unmanageable; her feet abide not in her house:
Aghzi bishem-hayasiz, nahayiti jahil bir xotun, U öyide turmaydu,
12 now without, now in the broadways, — and she lieth in wait at every corner.
Birde mehellide, birde meydanlarda, U kochilardiki her doqmushta paylap yüridu.
13 And she caught him and kissed him, and with an impudent face said unto him,
Héliqi yash yigitni tartip, uni söyüp, Nomussizlarche uninggha: —
14 I have peace-offerings with me; this day have I paid my vows:
«Öyümde «inaqliq qurbanliqi» göshi bar, Men bügün Xudagha qesem qilghan qurbanliqni qildim,
15 therefore came I forth to meet thee, to seek earnestly thy face, and I have found thee.
Shunga men sizni chaqirghili chiqtim, Didaringizgha telpünüp izdidim. Emdi sizni tépiwaldim!
16 I have decked my bed with tapestry coverlets of variegated linen from Egypt;
Karwitimgha Misirning keshtilik, yolluq libas yapquchlirini yaptim.
17 I have perfumed my couch with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
Orun-körpilirimge xush puraq murmekki, muetter we qowzaq darchinlarni chachtim.
18 Come, let us revel in love until the morning, let us delight ourselves with loves.
Kéling, tang atquche muhebbetlisheyli, oynap huzurlinayli, Könglimiz qan’ghuche özara eysh-ishret qilayli,
19 For the husband is not at home, he is gone a long journey;
Érim öyde yoq, yiraq seperge chiqip ketti.
20 he hath taken the money-bag with him, he will come home on the day of the full moon.
U bir hemyan pul élip ketti, Ay tolghuche u öyge kelmeydu» — dédi.
21 With her much enticement she beguiled him; with the smoothness of her lips she constrained him.
Ayal köp shérin sözliri bilen rasa qiziqturdi, Chirayliq gepliri bilen uni esir qiliwaldi.
22 He went after her straightway, as an ox goeth to the slaughter, and as stocks [serve] for the correction of the fool;
Soyushqa élip mangghan öküzdek, Hamaqet kishi kishen bilen jazagha mangghandek, Qiltaqqa chüshken qushtek, Yigit uning keynidin mangdi. Jigirini oq téship ötmiguche, U bu ishning hayatigha zamin bolidighanliqini héch bilmeydu.
23 till an arrow strike through his liver: as a bird hasteth to the snare, and knoweth not that it is for its life.
24 And now, ye sons, hearken unto me, and attend to the words of my mouth.
I oghullirim, sözlirimni köngül qoyup anglanglar, Dégenlirimge qulaq sélinglar,
25 Let not thy heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths:
Qelbinglarni bundaq xotunning yoligha ketküzmenglar, Uning aldam xaltisigha chüshüp ketmenglar.
26 for she hath cast down many wounded, and all slain by her were strong.
Bundaq ayal nurghun kishilerni yiqitip yarilandurghan, Uning boghuzlighan ademliri tolimu köptur,
