Ecclesiastes 2
1 Said, I, in my heart, Come now! I will prove thee with gladness, and look thou on blessedness, —but lo! even that, was vanity.
Ndakati mumwoyo mangu, “Uya zvino, ndichakuedza nomufaro kuti uzive chakanaka.” Asi naizvozviwo hazvina maturo.
2 Of laughter, I said, Madness! and, of mirth, What can it do?
Ndakati, “Kuseka upenzi, uyezve mafaro anobatsireiko?”
3 I sought out with my heart, to cherish with wine, my flesh, —but, my heart, was to guide with wisdom, even in laying hold of folly, until I should see which was blessedness for the sons of men, as to that which they could do, under the heavens, during the number of the days of their life.
Ndakaedza kuzvifadza newaini, uye kumbundikira upenzi, pfungwa dzangu dzichinditungamirira nouchenjeri. Ndaida kuona kuti chii chakafanira kuti vanhu vaite pasi pedenga mumazuva mashoma oupenyu hwavo.
4 I enlarged my works, —I built me houses, I planted me vineyards;
Ndakaita mabasa makuru; ndakazvivakira dzimba ndikazvirimira minda yemizambiringa.
5 I made me gardens, and parks, —I planted in them trees of every kind of fruit;
Ndakazvigadzirira mapindu, neminda yemiti uye ndikasimamo miti yemichero yendudzi dzose.
6 I made me pools of water, —to irrigate therefrom the thick-set saplings growing up into trees:
Ndakavaka madhamu kuti ndidiridzire sango remiti yaikura.
7 I acquired, men-servants and women-servants, and, the children of the household, were mine, —also possessions, herds and flocks in abundance, were mine, beyond all who had been before me in Jerusalem;
Ndakatenga varandarume navarandakadzi, uye ndaiva navamwe varanda vakaberekerwa mumba mangu. Ndaivawo nepfuma zhinji yemombe namakwai, kupfuura ani zvake akanditangira kuvapo paJerusarema.
8 I heaped me up, both silver and gold, and the peculiar treasure of kings, and provinces, —I provided me singing-men and singing-women, and the delights of the sons of men, a wife and wives.
Ndakazviunganidzira sirivha negoridhe, uye nepfuma yamadzimambo uye neyamatunhu. Ndakatsvaka vaimbi, varume navakadzi, uye nezviridzwa, nezvinofadza vanakomana vavanhu, navarongowo vazhinji.
9 So I became great, and increased, more than any one who had been before me in Jerusalem, —moreover, my wisdom, remained with me;
Saka ndakava mukuru kwazvo kupfuura ani zvake akanditangira paJerusarema. Mune izvi zvose uchenjeri hwangu hwakaramba huneni.
10 and, nothing that mine eyes asked, withheld I from them, —I did not keep back my heart from any gladness, for, my heart, obtained gladness out of all my toil, and so, this, was my portion, out of all my toil.
Handina kuzvirambidza zvinhu zvaidiwa nameso angu, handina kurambidza mwoyo wangu mufaro. Mwoyo wangu wakafadzwa nebasa rangu rose, uye uyu ndiwo wakava mubayiro wokushanda kwangu kwose.
11 When, I, looked upon all my works, which my hands had made, and on my toil, whereon I had toilsomely wrought, then lo! all, was vanity, and feeding on wind, and there was no profit under the sun.
Asi pandakaongorora mabasa ose akanga aitwa namaoko angu uye zvandakatambudzikira kuti ndiwane, zvose zvakanga zvisina maturo, kwaingova kudzingana nemhepo; hapana chaibatsira pasi pezuva.
12 Thus turned, I, to look at wisdom, and madness and folly, —for what can the man [do more] who cometh after the king? [save] that which, already, men have done.
Naizvozvo ndakapindura pfungwa dzangu kuti ndicherechedze uchenjeri, urema uye noupenzi. Chii chimwe chingaitwa nomunhu anotevera mumwe paumambo kunze kwezvakatoitwa kare?
13 Then saw, I, that wisdom doth excel folly, —as far as light excelleth darkness.
Ndakaona kuti uchenjeri huri nani pano upenzi, sezvo chiedza chiri nani pane rima.
14 As for the wise man, his eyes, are in his head, whereas, the dullard, in darkness, doth walk, —but, I myself, knew that, one destiny, happeneth to them, all.
Meso omunhu akachenjera ari mumusoro make, nokuno rumwe rutivi benzi richifamba murima; asi ndakasvika pakuziva kuti vose vanowirwa nedambudziko rimwe chete.
15 Then said, I, in my heart, As it happeneth to the dullard, even to me, will it happen, but wherefore, then, became, I, wise to excess? Therefore spake I, in my heart, Even this, is vanity.
Ipapo ndakafunga mumwoyo mangu ndikati, “Magumo ebenzi achandiwanawo neni. Chii zvino chandinowana pakuva munhu akachenjera?” Ndakati mumwoyo mangu, “Izviwo hazvina maturo.”
16 For there is no remembrance of a wise man, more than of a dullard, unto times age-abiding, —seeing that, already, in the days to come, all hath been forgotten, how then cometh it that the wise man dieth equally with the dullard?
Nokuti munhu akachenjera akafanana nebenzi pakusarangarirwa; mumazuva anouya vose vachazokanganwikwa. Kufanana nebenzi, akachenjera anofanira kufawo!
17 Therefore I hated life, for, a vexation unto me, was the work which was done under the sun, —for, all, was vanity, and a feeding on wind.
Saka ndakavenga upenyu, nokuti basa rinoitwa pasi pezuva rakandirwadza kwazvo. Zvose hazvo hazvina maturo, kudzingana nemhepo.
18 Therefore hated, I, all my toil, wherein I was toiling, under the sun, —in that I should leave it for the man who should come after me;
Ndakavenga zvinhu zvose zvandakashingairira pasi pezuva, nokuti ndinofanira kuzvisiyira anonditevera.
19 and who could know whether a, wise man, he would be or a foolish, and yet he would lord it over all my toil, wherein I had toiled and wherein I had acted wisely, under the sun, —even this, was vanity.
Uye ndiani angaziva kana achizova akachenjera kana benzi? Kunyange zvakadaro achava nesimba pamusoro pebasa rose randakatamburira nesimba nounyanzvi hwangu pasi pezuva. Izviwo hazvina maturo.
20 Then resolved I, to give my heart over to despair, —concerning all the toil, wherein I had toiled, under the sun.
Saka mwoyo wangu wakatanga kushungurudzika pamusoro pokutambudzika nokushanda kwangu pasi pezuva.
21 For here is a man, whose toil hath been with wisdom and with knowledge and with skill, —yet, to a man who hath not toiled therein, shall he leave it as his portion, even this, was vanity and a great vexation.
Nokuti munhu angaite basa rake nouchenjeri, noruzivo uye nounyanzvi, zvino ipapo ozofanira kusiya zvose zvaanazvo kuno mumwe asina kuzvishandira. Naizvozviwo hazvina maturo uye chinhu chakaipa kwazvo.
22 For what hath the man for all his toil, and for the striving of his heart, —wherein, he himself, toiled under the sun?
Munhu anowanei pakushanda kwose nokushingaira kwomwoyo nokuda kwokushanda kwake pasi pezuva?
23 For, all his days, are pains, and, vexatious, is his employment, even in the night, his heart lieth not down, —even this, was, vanity.
Mazuva ake ose basa rake kurwadziwa nokusuwa; kunyange nousiku pfungwa dzake hadzizorori. Naizvozviwo hazvina maturo.
24 There was nothing more blessed for Man [than] that he should eat and drink, and see his desireth for blessedness in his toil, —even this, saw, I myself, that, from the hand of God, it was.
Munhu haana chaangaita chinopfuura kudya nokunwa kuti awane kugutswa pakushanda kwake. Naizvozviwo, ndinoona kuti zvinobva muruoko rwaMwari,
25 For who could eat and who could enjoy, so well as I?
nokuti kana pasina iye, ndiani angadya kana kuwana mufaro?
26 For, to a man who is good before him, hath he given wisdom and knowledge and gladness, —whereas, to the sinner, he hath given employment, to gather and heap up, to give to one who is good before God, even this, was vanity, and a feeding on wind.
Kuno munhu anomufadza, Mwari anopa uchenjeri, nezivo nomufaro asi kuno mutadzi, anopa basa rokuunganidza nokuchengetera upfumi kuti agozvipa uyo anofadza Mwari. Naizvozviwo hazvina maturo, kudzingana nemhepo.
