Ezekiel 19
1 “And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
— «Emdi sen, Israil shahzadilirige bir mersiyeni aghzinggha élip mundaq dep oqughin: —
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.
«Shirlar arisida anang qandaq bir chishi shir idi! U yash shirlar arisida yatqan, u arslanlirini béqip quwwetlidi.
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.
U arslanliridin birini chong qildi, u yash shir bolup chiqti; U owni tutup yirtishni ögendi; U ademlernimu yewétetti.
4 And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
Eller uningdin xewer anglidi; U ularning ora toziqida tutuwélindi; Ular uning burnigha ilmekni sélip, Misir zéminigha épketti.
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.
Chish shir özining arminini bikar kütkinini, Ümidning yoqalghanliqini körüp, U bashqa bir arslinini élip, Uni béqip yash shir qildi;
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.
U shirlar arisida uyan-buyan kezdi; U yash shir bolup, Owni tutup yirtishni ögendi; U ademlernimu yewétetti.
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.
U ularning istihkamlirini buzup, Ularning sheherlirini xarabe qiliwetti; Zémin we uning üstidiki hemmisi uning hörkirigen awazi bilen dekke-dükkige chüshti.
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.
Andin eller uning etrapidiki rayonlardin kélip uninggha qarshi chiqti; Ular uning üstige torini yéyip tashlidi; U ularning ora toziqida tutuwélindi.
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.
Ular burnigha ilmek sélip qepeske solidi; Uni Babilning padishahigha apardi; Ular uni torlirigha éliwaldi; Shuning bilen uning awazi Israil taghlirida qaytidin anglanmaydu.
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.
Séning anang üzümzaringda bir üzüm téli idi; U su boyida tiklen’genidi; Sularning molluqidin, U intayin méwilik, köp shaxlik boldi.
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.
Uning küchlük shaxliri bar idi, Höküm sürgüchilerning shahane hasilirigha layiq idi; Uning boyi bulutlardinmu égiz kökke taqashti, U égizliki we shaxlirining nurghunliqi bilen körünerlik idi;
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.
Biraq u qehr bilen yulundi, U yerge tashlandi, Sherq shamili méwisini qurutiwetti; Uning küchlük shaxliri sunduruldi, qaghjirap ketti; Ot ularni yutuwaldi.
13 And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
Hazir u chöl-bayawanda, Changqaq, susiz bir yerde tikildi;
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!”
Uning shaxlirining birsidin ot chiqip, Uning bixliri hem méwisini yutuwaldi; Shuning bilen uningda hökümdarning shahane hasisi bolghudek küchlük shéxi qalmidi. Bu sözler mersiyedur, bular peqet mersiye üchünla ishlitilidu».
