Ezekiel 19
1 "Moreover, take up a lamentation for the princes of Israel,
Inao koahe, añonjono fandalàñe o roandria’ Israeleo,
2 and say, 'What was your mother? A lioness: she couched among lions, in the midst of the young lions she nourished her cubs.
le ano ty hoe: Ia ty rene’o? Toe liona vave’e añivo’ o lionao, ie nandre amo lionao nañabey o amori’eo.
3 She brought up one of her cubs: he became a young lion, and he learned to catch the prey; he devoured men.
Nibeize’e ty raik’ amo ana’eo, le ninjare liona tora’e, nioke hitsepake i tsindrokey; nabotse’e ka t’indaty.
4 The nations also heard of him; he was taken in their pit; and they brought him with hooks to the land of Egypt.
Jinanji’ o kilakila’ ndatio ty ama’e; le finandri’ iareo an-koboñ’ ao, vaho nendeseñe am-porengotse mb’an-tane Mitsraime añe.
5 "'Now when she saw that she had waited, and her hope was lost, then she took another of her cubs, and made him a young lion.
Ie nionin-drene’e amy fandiñisa’e azey, t’ie po-pitamàñe, le nangake raike ka amo ana’eo, vaho nibeize’e ho liona tora’e.
6 He went up and down among the lions; he became a young lion, and he learned to catch the prey; he devoured men.
Nitingatinga amo lionao re ninjare liona tora’e, nihazatse nipay tsindroke; vaho namotseke ondaty.
7 He devastated their strongholds, and destroyed their cities; and the land was desolate, and its fullness, because of the noise of his roaring.
Narotsa’e o kijoli’ iareo fatratseo, naho nampangoakoahe’e o rova’ iareoo; nilatsà’ i taney naho ze fonga ama’e ao ty feom-pitroña’e.
8 Then the nations set against him on every side from the provinces; and they spread their net over him; he was taken in their pit.
Niambotraha’ o kilakila’ ndaty boak’ amy ze hene fifelehañe mañohok’ azeo, le nandafiha’ iareo harato, namandrike aze an-kobo’ iareo ao.
9 They put him in a cage with hooks, and brought him to the king of Babylon; they brought him into strongholds, that his voice should no more be heard on the mountains of Israel.
Niporengote’ iareo naho najoñe an-kipa viñe ao, vaho nasese mb’am-panjàka’ i Bavele mb’eo; vinaho’ iareo añe tsy ho tsanoñañe am-bohi’ Israele ao ka ty feo’e.
10 "'Your mother was like a vine in your vineyard, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
Nanahake vahe an-tanembalobok’ ao ty rene’o, naketsa añ’ olon-drano eo; nandrevake vaho niegoego ty amy rano manganahanao.
11 It had strong rods for the scepters of those who bore rule, and their stature was exalted among the thick boughs, and they were seen in their height with the multitude of their branches.
Nanoeñe kobaim-pifehe ty ra’e fatratse; nitiotiotse ambone o tora’e fatratseo; niningoningo ambone eo o tora’e maroo.
12 But it was plucked up in fury, it was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit: its strong rods were broken off and withered; the fire consumed them.
F’ie nombotañe an-keloke, naho nahifik’ an-tane eo; nimaihe’ i tiok’atiñanañey o voa’eo; nipekañeñe o tsampa’eo, niforejeje i foto’e maozatsey, vaho nitomontoñe’ ty afo.
13 Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.
Naketsa am-patrañe añe re henaneo, an-tane maike amam-paipaiñe.
14 Fire is gone out of the rods of its branches, it has devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong rod to be a scepter to rule.' This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation."
Niakatse an-tsampa’e lava ty afo, namorototo o voa’eo, le tsy aman-tsampa maozatse re hanoeñe kobaim-pifeheañe. Fandalàñe toy, toe ho fandalàñe.
