Lamentations 4
1 How is dimmed the gold! changed the most fine gold! Poured out are the stones of the sanctuary, at the top of all the streets.
Ndenge nini wolo ebungisi kongenga na yango, wolo ya peto enzuluki! Mabanga ya talo oyo ya bule epanzani na basonge ya babalabala nyonso.
2 The precious sons of Zion, they who were weighed against pure gold, How are they accounted as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
Ndenge nini bana mibali ya motuya ya Siona, oyo, na kala, bazalaki kozwa bango lokola wolo ya peto, kasi bakomi lelo komona bango lokola mbeki ya mabele, oyo mosali mbeki basili kosala!
3 Even wild dogs, draw out the breast, give suck to their whelps—The daughter of my people, hath become cruel, like the ostriches in the desert.
Ata mbwa ya zamba ezalaka na posa ya komelisa bana na yango mabele; kasi bato na ngai bakomi mitema makasi lokola maligbanga kati na esobe.
4 The tongue of the suckling, cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst, —Young children, have asked bread, there was none, to break, it to them.
Likolo ya nzala, lolemo ya mwana ekangami na likolo ya kati ya monoko na ye; bana mike bazali kosenga bilei kasi moto moko te azali kopesa bango yango.
5 They who used to eat delicacies, are deserted in the streets, —They who used to be carried on crimson, have embraced heaps of refuse.
Bato oyo na kala bazalaki kolia bilei ya kitoko bakomi kokufakufa na babalabala; ba-oyo bakolaki na molato ya motane bakomi sik’oyo kolalela matiti ya kopola.
6 And the punishment of the daughter of my people hath grown greater than the punishment of Sodom, —which was overthrown as in a moment, when no hands had been laid violently upon her.
Lisumu oyo bato na ngai basali ezali monene koleka lisumu ya Sodome, engumba oyo ebebisamaki na mbala moko wana moto moko te asembolaki loboko na ye mpo na kotelemela yango.
7 Purer were her Nazirites than snow, whiter were they than milk, —more ruddy, in body, than coral, A sapphire, was their beauty of form.
Bana ya bakonzi na bango bazalaki kongala koleka mvula ya pembe, pembe koleka miliki; banzoto na bango ezalaki motane koleka langi ya motane penza, mpe lolenge na bango ezalaki lokola libanga na safiri.
8 Darker than a coal, is their visage, They are not known in the streets—Their skin shrivelleth on their bones, is withered, become like a stick.
Bilongi na bango ekomi mwindo koleka makala, bazali koyeba bango lisusu te na babalabala; poso na bango ya nzoto ekangami na mikuwa, ekawuki lokola koni.
9 Better are the slain of the sword, than the slain of the famine, —for, these, pine away, stricken through, wanting the produce of the field.
Bato oyo bakufi na mopanga bazali malamu koleka ba-oyo bakufi na nzala: banzulukaka mpe bakondaka makasi mpo na nzala, mpo na kozanga bilei kowuta na bilanga.
10 The hands of compassionate women, have cooked their own children, —they have served as nourishment to them, in the grievous injury of the daughter of my people.
Basi ya mitema malamu balambi, na maboko na bango, bana na bango moko; bana na bango bakomi bilei na bango kati na pasi oyo ekomeli bato na ngai.
11 Yahweh hath completed his indignation, hath poured out the glow of his anger; and hath kindled a fire in Zion, which hath devoured her foundations.
Yawe asilikaki makasi koleka; asopaki kanda na Ye mpe apelisaki moto kati na Siona, moto oyo ezikisaki miboko na yango.
12 Neither the kings of the earth, nor any of the inhabitants of the world, believed, that an adversary or an enemy, should enter, the gates of Jerusalem!
Bakonzi ya mabele mpe bikolo mosusu ya mokili bandimaki te ete banguna mpe bayini bakokaki kokota na bikuke ya Yelusalemi.
13 [It is] for the sins of her prophets, the iniquities of her priests, —who have been pouring out, in her midst, the blood of the righteous!
Kasi makambo wana esalemaki mpo na masumu ya basakoli ya Yelusalemi mpe mabe ya Banganga-Nzambe na yango, oyo basopaki kati na yango makila ya bato ya sembo.
14 They have wandered—blind—in the streets, have defiled themselves with blood; so that men may not touch their garments.
Bakomaki sik’oyo koyengayenga na babalabala lokola bakufi miso, bakomaki mbindo na makila mpe moto moko te akokaki kosimba bilamba na bango.
15 Turn aside! Unclean! have they cried to them, Turn aside! Turn aside! Do not touch! because they have fled, yea, wandered, Men said among the nations, They will not again tarry;
Bato bazali koganga mpe koloba na bango: « Bolongwa awa, bato ya mbindo! Bolongwa awa, bolongwa awa, bosimba biso te! » Wana bazalaki kokima mpe kotelengana, bato ya bikolo mosusu bazalaki koloba: « Bavanda na esika oyo te! »
16 The face of Yahweh, hath scattered them, He will look them out no more: The persons of the priests, they have not respected, To the elders, have they shown no favour.
Yawe, Ye moko, apanzi bango, azali kotala bango lisusu te. Bapesaki Banganga-Nzambe lokumu te mpe bayokelaki mibange mawa te.
17 Silly shall our eyes fail, for our help that is vain: In our watchtower, have we watched—for a nation that will not save.
Miso na biso elembaki lisusu mpo na kozela na pamba lisungi; wuta na bandako milayi na biso ya kotalela na mosika, tozalaki kotala wana tozalaki kozela lisungi kowuta na ekolo songolo mpe pakala, kasi ebikisaki biso te.
18 They have laid snares for our steps, that we cannot walk in our own broadways: Drawn near hath our end, Fulfilled are our days, yea arrived hath our end.
Banguna na biso bazalaki kolanda matambe na biso; boye tokokaki lisusu te kotambola na babalabala na biso. Suka na biso ekomaki pene, mikolo na biso ekomaki ya kotanga, mpo ete tokomaki na suka.
19 Swifter are our pursuers, than the eagles of the heavens, —Over the mountains, have they come hotly after us, In the wilderness, have they lain in wait for us.
Bato oyo bazalaki kolanda biso bazalaki mbangu koleka mpongo, na likolo; bazalaki kolanda biso na likolo ya bangomba mpe kotiela biso mitambo kati na esobe.
20 The fragrance of our nostrils, The Anointed of Yahweh, hath been captured in their pits, —of whom we had said—In his shade, shall we live among the nations.
Mopakolami na Yawe, oyo totielaki motema akangami na mitambo na bango; nzokande tozalaki kokanisa boye na tina na ye: « Tokobika bomoi malamu na se ya bobatelami na ye kati na bikolo. »
21 Rejoice and be glad, O daughter of Edom, thou inhabitress in the and of Uz, —Even unto thee, shall the cup pass along, thou shalt be drunken, and expose thy shame.
Edomi, mboka kitoko, movandi ya mokili ya Utsi, sepela, zala na esengo! Kasi yo mpe, bakopesa yo kopo; okomela, okolangwa mpe okotikala bolumbu.
22 Completed is thy punishment, O daughter of Zion, He will no more carry thee away captive—He hath punished thine iniquity, O daughter of Edom, he hath stripped the veil from off thy sins.
Siona, mboka kitoko, etumbu na yo ekosila; Nzambe akomema yo lisusu na bowumbu te. Kasi yo Edomi, mboka kitoko, Nzambe akopesa yo etumbu mpo na mabe na yo, mpe akobimisa masumu na yo na polele.
