Psalms 137

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

Babildiki dǝrya-eriⱪlar boyida biz olturduⱪ; Zionni ǝsliginimizdǝ, bǝrⱨǝⱪ yiƣa kɵtürduⱪ;

2 On the willows in its midst, we hung up our harps.

Qiltarimizni arisidiki sɵgǝtlǝrgǝ esip ⱪoyduⱪ.

3 For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."

Qünki bizni sürgün ⱪilƣanlar bizdin nahxa tǝlǝp ⱪildi; Bizni zarlatⱪuqilar bizdin tamaxa tǝlǝp ⱪilip: — «Ⱨǝy, Zion nahxiliridin birni bizgǝ eytⱪina» — deyixti.

4 How can we sing the LORD's song in a foreign land?

Yaⱪa yurtta turup Pǝrwǝrdigarning nahxisini ⱪandaⱪmu eytayli?

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.

Əy Yerusalem, mǝn seni untusam, Ong ⱪolum [maⱨaritini] untusun!

6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you; if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Seni ǝslimisǝm, — Yerusalemni ǝng qong hursǝnlikimdin ǝwzǝl kɵrmisǝm — Tilim tanglayimƣa qaplixip ⱪalsun!

7 Remember, LORD, against the descendants of Edom, the day of Jerusalem; who said, "Raze it. Raze it even to its foundation."

I Pǝrwǝrdigar, Edom baliliridin ⱨesab alƣanda, Yerusalemning bexiƣa qüxkǝn künini yadingƣa kǝltürgǝysǝn; Qünki ular: «Uni yǝr bilǝn yǝksan ⱪilinglar, Uliƣiqǝ yǝr bilǝn yǝksan ⱪilinglar!» deyixti.

8 Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be blessed who rewards you, as you have served us.

I bulinix aldida turƣan Babil ⱪizi, Bizgǝ ⱪilƣan ⱪilmixliringni ɵzünggǝ ⱪayturƣuqi bǝhtliktur!

9 Blessed shall he be who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.

Bowaⱪliringni elip taxⱪa atⱪuqi kixi bǝhtliktur!