Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

Babildiki derya-ériqlar boyida biz olturduq; Zionni esliginimizde, berheq yigha kötürduq;

2 Upon the willows in the midst thereof we hanged up our harps.

Chiltarimizni arisidiki sögetlerge ésip qoyduq.

3 For there they that led us captive asked of us words of song, and our tormentors asked of us mirth: 'Sing us one of the songs of Zion.'

Chünki bizni sürgün qilghanlar bizdin naxsha telep qildi; Bizni zarlatquchilar bizdin tamasha telep qilip: — «Hey, Zion naxshiliridin birni bizge éytqina» — déyishti.

4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?

Yaqa yurtta turup Perwerdigarning naxshisini qandaqmu éytayli?

5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

Ey Yérusalém, men séni untusam, Ong qolum [maharitini] untusun!

6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I remember thee not; if I set not Jerusalem above my chiefest joy.

Séni eslimisem, — Yérusalémni eng chong xursenlikimdin ewzel körmisem — Tilim tanglayimgha chapliship qalsun!

7 Remember, O LORD, against the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem; who said: 'Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.'

I Perwerdigar, Édom baliliridin hésab alghanda, Yérusalémning béshigha chüshken künini yadinggha keltürgeysen; Chünki ular: «Uni yer bilen yeksan qilinglar, Ulighiche yer bilen yeksan qilinglar!» déyishti.

8 O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that repayeth thee as thou hast served us.

I bulinish aldida turghan Babil qizi, Bizge qilghan qilmishliringni özüngge qayturghuchi bextliktur!

9 Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock.

Bowaqliringni élip tashqa atquchi kishi bextliktur!