Job 39
1 Do you know when the wild goats give birth? Have you watched the birth-pains of the deer?
War miyaad taqaan markay ri'dibadeedda qarka joogta dhasho? Miyaadse arki kartaa markay deerooyinku dhalaan?
2 Do you know how many months they carry their young? Do you know the time when they give birth?
Miyaad tirin kartaa bilaha sidkoodu ku buuxsamo? Miyaadse taqaan wakhtiga ay dhalaan?
3 They crouch down in labor to deliver their offspring.
Intay arruntaan ayay ubadkooda dhalaan, Oo fooshoodana way iska saaraan.
4 Their young grow strong in the open countryside; they leave and never return.
Oo ubadkooda yaryaruna way kobcaan, oo waxay ku koraan berrin bannaan, Oo intay baxaan ayaanay mar dambe soo noqon.
5 Who gave the wild donkey its freedom? Who set it free from its bonds?
Bal yaa dameerdibadeedka xoreeyey? Yaase dameerdibadeedka xadhkihiisii ka furay?
6 I have given it the wilderness as its home, the salt plains as a place to live.
Kaas gurigiisa waxaan ka dhigay cidlada, Oo rugtiisuna waa dalka cusbada.
7 It despises the noise of the city; it doesn't need to listen to the shouts of a driver.
Magaalada buuqeeda wuu quudhsadaa, Oo kexeeyaha qayladiisana ma maqlo.
8 It hunts in the mountains for pastureland, searching for all kinds of green plants to eat.
Xidhiidhka buurahu waa daaqiisa, Oo wuxuu raadiyaa wax kasta oo cagaar ah.
9 Is the wild ox willing to serve you? Will it spend the night at your manger?
Dibidibadeedku miyuu raalli ku noqon doonaa inuu kuu adeego? Miyuuse qabaalka xeradaada ku ag hoyan doonaa?
10 Can you tie a wild ox to a plow? Can you make it till your fields for you?
Dibidibadeedka miyaad xadhko ku xidhi kartaa si uu beerta u qodo? Miyuuse dooxooyinka kaa daba hagaajin?
11 Because it's so powerful can you trust it? Can you depend on it to do your heavy work for you?
Xooggiisa badan daraaddiis miyaad isugu hallaynaysaa? Hawshaadase ma isagaad u daynaysaa?
12 Are you sure it will gather your grain and bring it to your threshing floor?
Ma waxaad isaga ugu kalsoon tahay inuu midhahaaga guriga keeno, Oo uu kuu soo urursho hadhuudhka goobkaaga wax lagu tumo?
13 The ostrich proudly flaps her wings, but they are nothing like the flight feathers of the stork.
Gorayada garabkeedu farxad buu la ruxmadaa, Laakiinse garbaheeda iyo baalasheedu ma wax bay u roon yihiin?
14 The ostrich abandons her eggs on the ground, leaving them to be warmed in the dust.
Waayo, iyadu ugaxdeeda waxay kaga tagtaa dhulka dushiisa, Oo ciidday ku diirisaa,
15 She doesn't think that they can be crushed underfoot, trampled by a wild animal.
Oo waxay illowdaa inay cagtu burburinayso, Iyo inuu dugaaggu ku tumanayo.
16 She is tough towards her young, acting as if they didn't belong to her. She doesn't care that all her work was for nothing.
Waxay ku adkaataa dhasheeda, sidii iyagoo aan kuweedii ahayn, Oo in kastoo ay waxtarla'aan u hawshooto haddana iyadu cabsi ma qabto,
17 For I, God, made her forget wisdom—she didn't get her share of intelligence.
Maxaa yeelay, Ilaah baa iyada xigmad u diiday, Oo waxgarashona ma uu siin.
18 But when she needs to, she can jump up and run, mocking a horse and its rider with her speed.
Oo markay kor isu qaaddo inay carartona, Waxay quudhsataa faraska iyo kii fuushanba.
19 Did you give the horse its strength? Did you place a mane upon its neck?
War ma adigaa faraska xooggiisa siiyey? Surkiisase ma adigaa guudka ruxma huwiyey?
20 Did you make it able to jump like a locust? Its loud snorting is terrifying!
War ma adigaa ka dhigay inuu sida ayaxa u boodo? Haybadda bururufta sankiisu way cabsi badan tahay.
21 It paws at the ground, rearing up with power as it charges into battle.
Dooxaduu qoobka ku garaacaa, oo xooggiisuu ku reyreeyaa, Oo intuu baxo ayuu ka hor tagaa ragga hubka sita.
22 It laughs at fear; it is not frightened at all.
Cabsida wuu ku qoslaa, oo ma uu baqo, Oo seeftana dib ugama noqdo.
23 The quiver full of arrows rattles against it; the spear and the javelin flash in the sunlight.
Korkiisa waxaa ka sanqadha gabooye, Iyo waran birbirqaya iyo hoto.
24 Shaking with rage it gallops across the ground; it cannot remain still when the trumpet sounds.
Isagu dhulkuu ku liqaa gariir iyo cadho, Oo buunka codkiisa hadduu maqlona ma istaago.
25 Whenever the trumpet calls, it is ready; he senses the sound of battle from far away, he hears the commanders shouting.
Oo mar alla markii buunku dhawaaqo ayuu "Haw" yidhaahdaa, Oo meel fog ayuu dagaalka ka uriyaa, Wuxuuna maqlaa saraakiisha qayladooda onkodaysa iyo hugunka.
26 Is it through your wisdom that the hawk soars, spreading its wings towards the south?
Haadka adagu ma xigmaddaaduu kor ugu duulaa? Garbihiisase xagga koonfureed ma u fidiyaa?
27 Do you command the eagle to fly high and make its nest in the summits of the mountains?
Baqalyaduse ma amarkaagay kor ugu duushaa? Oo ma saasay buulkeeda meelaha sarsare uga dhisataa?
28 It lives among the cliffs, and roosts on a remote rocky crag.
Waxay ku hoyataa qarka dheer korkiisa, oo hoygeeduna halkaasuu ku yaal, Xagga qarka dheer dhaladiisa, iyo meesha adag dusheeda.
29 From there it spies its prey from far away, fixing its gaze on its victim. Its chicks eagerly swallow blood.
Oo iyadoo halkaas joogta ayay ugaadh ka fiirsataa, Oo indhaheeduna meel fog bay wax ka arkaan.
30 Where the carcasses are, that's where birds of prey are found.”
Dhasheeda yaryaru dhiig bay nuugaan, Oo iyana waxay joogtaa hadba meeshii raqu taal.
