Isaiah 15
1 The burden of Moab. For in the night that Ar of Moab is laid waste, he is brought to ruin; for in the night that Kir of Moab is laid waste, he is brought to ruin.
Maloba ya kosambisa mokili ya Moabi: Pamba te na butu oyo Moabi ebebisamaki, Ari kati na Moabi mpe ebebisamaki, solo, ebebisamaki kaka na butu moko! Kiri kati na Moabi mpe ebebisamaki; solo, ebebisamaki kaka na butu moko!
2 He is gone up to Baith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep; upon Nebo, and upon Medeba, Moab howleth; on all their heads is baldness, every beard is shaven.
Bato ya Diboni bazali komata na bisika na bango ya bule, na bisambelo na bango ya likolo ya bangomba, mpo na kolela; Moabi akomi koganga mpo na Nebo mpe Medeba. Bakokoli mito nyonso mpe bakati mandefu nyonso.
3 In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; on their housetops, and in their broad places, every one howleth, weeping profusely.
Balati-lati basaki na babalabala, bato nyonso bazali kolela na likolo ya mitondo ya bandako mpe na bisika oyo bato ebele bakutanaka; bazali penza kosopa mpinzoli ebele.
4 And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh; their voice is heard even unto Jahaz; therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; his soul is faint within him.
Eshiboni mpe Eleale ezali koganga makasi, mingongo ya bato na yango ezali koyokana kino na Yakatsi; yango wana, mampinga ya Moabi bazali mpe koganga mpe mitema na bango ebukani.
5 My heart crieth out for Moab; her fugitives reach unto Zoar, a heifer of three years old; for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction.
Nazali kolela na se ya motema mpo na Moabi, banguna na ye bazali kokima kino na Tsoari, kino na Egilati-Shelishiya; bazali komata na nzela ya Luyiti na kolela; mpe na nzela ya Oronayimi, bazali kosala matanga mpo na kobebisama na bango.
6 For the Waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the herbage faileth, there is no green thing.
Mayi ya Nimirimi ekawuki, bongo matiti mpe esili kokawuka, matiti ya mobesu eziki-ziki nyonso mpe matiti ya kitoko ezali lisusu te.
7 Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away to the brook of the willows.
Yango wana, bamemi bomengo oyo bazwaki mpe oyo babombaki na lubwaku ya banzete ya pepiliye.
8 For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the howling thereof unto Eglaim, and the howling thereof unto Beer-elim.
Kolela na bango etamboli na mokili mobimba ya Moabi; koganga na bango eyokanaki kino na Egilayimi, mpe kino na mabulu ya mayi ya Elimi.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon him that escapeth of Moab, and upon the remnant of the land.
Mayi ya Dimoni etondi na makila, kasi nakotinda lisusu pasi makasi na Dimoni: nkosi moko ekobimela bato ya Moabi oyo bakobika.
