Ezekiel 19
1 “And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
“Pou nou menm, komanse fè gwo lamantasyon pou prens Israël yo,
2 and you have said: What [is] your mother? A lioness, She has crouched down among lions, She has multiplied her whelps in the midst of young lions.
Epi di: ‘Kisa manman ou te ye? Yon manman lyon pami lyon yo! Li te kouche pami jenn ti lyon yo; pami jenn lyon yo, li te leve pitit li yo.
3 And she brings up one of her whelps, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
Lè l te fin leve youn nan pitit li yo, pitit la te devni yon lyon. Li te vin aprann jan pou li dechire bèt pou li manje; li te devore moun.
4 And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
Alò, nasyon yo te tande de li; li te vin kaptire nan twou fòs pa yo, e yo te mennen li ak kwòk, rive nan peyi Égypte.
5 And as she waited she sees that her hope has perished, And she takes one of her whelps, She has made him a young lion.
“‘Lè manman lyon an te wè ke li te tann, men ke espwa li te vin pèdi, li te pran yon lòt nan pitit li yo, e te fè l vin yon jenn ti lyon.
6 And he goes up and down in the midst of lions, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
Konsa, li te mache toupatou pami lyon yo. Li te devni yon jenn ti lyon. Li te aprann jan pou kenbe viktim li. Li te devore moun.
7 And he knows his forsaken habitations, And he has laid waste [to] their cities, And the land and its fullness is desolate, Because of the voice of his roaring.
Li te konnen gran palè yo, e li te devaste vil yo. Peyi a ak tout bèlte li te vin gate nèt, akoz son a gwonde li.
8 And surrounding nations set against him from the provinces. And they spread out their net for him, He has been caught in their pit.
Nasyon yo te atake li tout kote soti nan pwovens yo. Yo te ouvri filè yo sou li. Li te vin kaptire nan twou fòs yo.
9 And they put him in prison—in chains, And they bring him to the king of Babylon, They bring him into bulwarks, So that his voice is not heard On mountains of Israel anymore.
Yo te mete li nan yon kalòj ak kwòk, e te mennen li kote wa Babylone nan. Yo te mennen li andedan fò yo pou vwa l pa tande menm ankò sou mòn Israël yo.
10 Your mother, like the vine in your blood, Is being planted by waters, She was bearing fruit and full of boughs, Because of many waters.
“‘Manman ou te tankou yon lyann nan san ou an. Li te plante bò kote dlo. Li te plen fwi ak anpil branch, akoz dlo an abondans.
11 And she has strong rods for scepters of rulers, And she is high in stature above—between thick branches, And it appears in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots.
Li te gen branch ki dyanm, ki ta ka sèvi pou baton wa yo. Wotè li te leve pi wo nwaj yo pou moun ta ka wè l nan tout wotè li ak tout branch li yo.
12 And she is plucked up in fury, She has been cast to the earth, And the east wind has dried up her fruit, [The] rod of her strength has been broken and withered, Fire has consumed it.
Men li te vin rache ak kòlè. Li te jete atè nèt, epi van nan lès te seche fwi li yo. Gwo branch dyanm li yo te vin rache. Yo te fennen. Dife te manje yo nèt.
13 And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
Epi koulye a, li vin plante nan dezè a, nan yon peyi ki sèch e ki swaf.
14 And fire goes forth from a rod of her boughs, It has devoured her fruit, And she has no rod of strength—a scepter to rule, A lamentation—and she has become for a lamentation!”
Dife a fin gaye nan tout branch li yo. Li te konsonmen boujon ak fwi li yo, jiskaske pa t gen ladann yon branch ki dyanm, pou fè baton pou wa a.’ Sa se yon lamantasyon. Konsa, li va sèvi kon yon lamantasyon.”
