2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from attacking the Amalekites and remained in Ziklag for two days.
Bayan mutuwar Shawulu, Dawuda ya dawo daga karkashe Amalekawa. Sai ya zauna a Ziklag kwana biyu.
2 On the third day, a man came from Saul's camp with his clothes torn and with dirt on his head. When he came to David he lay facedown on the ground and prostrated himself.
A rana ta uku sai ga wani mutum ya zo daga sansanin Shawulu da yagaggen riga da ƙura a kansa. Da ya zo wurin Dawuda sai ya fāɗi a ƙasa don yă nuna bangirma.
3 David said to him, “Where did you come from?” He answered, “I escaped from the camp of Israel.”
Dawuda ya tambaye shi ya ce, “Daga ina ka fito?” Ya amsa ya ce, “Na tsere ne daga sansanin Isra’ila.”
4 David said to him, “Please tell me how things went.” He answered, “The people fled from the battle. Many have fallen and many are dead. Saul and Jonathan his son are also dead.”
Dawuda ya ce, “Gaya mini, me ya faru?” Sai ya ce, “Mutane sun gudu daga yaƙi, aka kuma karkashe yawancin mutane. Shawulu da ɗansa Yonatan ma sun mutu.”
5 David said to the young man, “How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?”
Sai Dawuda ya ce wa saurayin da ya kawo labarin, “Yaya ka san cewa Shawulu da ɗansa Yonatan sun mutu?”
6 The young man replied, “By chance I happened to be on Mount Gilboa, and there Saul was leaning on his spear, and chariots and riders were about to catch up with him.
Saurayin ya ce, “Ina kan dutsen Gilbowa a lokacin sai na ga Shawulu jingine a māshinsa. Kekunan yaƙi da mahayansu suna matsowa kusa da shi.
7 Saul turned around and saw me and called out to me. I answered, 'Here I am.'
Da ya juya ya gan ni sai ya kira ni, na kuwa ce masa, ‘Ga ni?’
8 He said to me, 'Who are you?' I answered him, 'I am an Amalekite.'
“Ya tambaye ni ya ce, ‘Wane ne kai?’ “Na ce, ‘Ni mutumin Amalek ne.’
9 He said to me, 'Please stand over me and kill me, for great suffering has taken hold of me, but life is still in me.'
“Sai ya ce mini, ‘Matso kusa ka kashe ni! Ina cikin azabar mutuwa, sai dai har yanzu ina da rai.’
10 So I stood over him and killed him, because I knew that he would not live after he had fallen. Then I took the crown that was on his head and the band that was on his arm, and brought them here to you, my master.”
“Saboda haka na matso kusa da shi na kashe shi, domin na san cewa ba zai yi rai ba, da yake ya riga ya fāɗi. Sai na cire rawanin da yake kansa, na kuma cire warwaron hannunsa, na kuwa kawo maka su duka, ranka yă daɗe!”
11 Then David tore his clothes, and all the men with him did the same.
Sai Dawuda da dukan mutanen da suke tare da shi suka yayyage rigunarsu.
12 They mourned, wept, and fasted until evening for Saul, for Jonathan his son, for the people of Yahweh, and for the house of Israel because they had fallen by the sword.
Suka yi makoki, da kuka, da azumi har yamma saboda Shawulu da ɗansa Yonatan, da saboda sojojin Ubangiji, da kuma gidan Isra’ila, gama an karkashe su a yaƙi.
13 David said to the young man, “Where are you from?” He answered, “I am the son of a foreigner in the land, an Amalekite.”
Dawuda ya ce wa saurayin da ya kawo labarin, “Daga ina ka fito?” Ya ce, “Ni ɗan wani baƙo ne, mutumin Amalek.”
14 David said to him, “Why were you not afraid to kill Yahweh's anointed king with your own hand?”
Dawuda ya ce masa, “Yaya ba ka ji tsoro ɗaga hannu ka hallaka shafaffe na Ubangiji ba?”
15 David called one of the young men and said, “Go and kill him.” So that man went and struck him down, and the Amalekite died.
Sai Dawuda ya kira ɗaya daga cikin mutanensa ya ce, “Je ka kashe shi!” Haka kuwa ya buge shi, ya kuwa mutu.
16 Then David said to the dead Amalekite, “Your blood is on your head because your own mouth has testified against you and said, 'I have killed Yahweh's anointed king.'”
Gama Dawuda ya riga ya ce masa, “Alhakin jininka yana bisa kanka tun da yake da bakinka ka ce, ‘Ni ne na kashe shafaffe na Ubangiji.’”
17 Then David sung this funeral song about Saul and Jonathan his son.
Dawuda ya rera wannan makoki saboda Shawulu da ɗansa Yonatan.
18 He commanded the people to teach this Song of the Bow to the sons of Judah, which has been written in the Book of Jashar.
Ya umarta a koya wa mutanen Yahuda wannan waƙa mai suna Makokin Baka (tana a rubuce a Littafin Yashar),
19 “Your glory, Israel, is dead, killed on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!
“Ya Isra’ila, an kashe darajarki a kan tuddanki. Ga shi, jarumawa sun fāɗi!
20 Do not tell it in Gath, do not proclaim it in the streets of Ashkelon, so that the daughters of the Philistines may not rejoice, so that the daughters of the uncircumcised may not celebrate.
“Kada a faɗe shi a Gat, kada a yi shelarsa a titunan Ashkelon, don kada’yan matan Filistiyawa su yi murna don kada’yan matan marasa kaciya su yi farin ciki.
21 Mountains of Gilboa, let there not be dew or rain on you, nor fields giving grain for offerings, for there the shield of the mighty was defiled. The shield of Saul is no longer anointed with oil.
“Ya duwatsun Gilbowa, kada a sāke yin ruwa ko raɓa a kanku, balle gonakin da suke ba da hatsin hadaya su ƙara bayarwa. Gama a can ne garkuwoyin manyan sojoji suka kwanta, suka kwanta a wulaƙance. Garkuwar Shawulu kuwa, ba za a ƙara shafa mata mai ba.
22 From the blood of those who have been killed, from the bodies of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan did not turn back, and the sword of Saul did not return empty.
“Daga jinin waɗanda aka kashe, daga tsokar naman jarumi, bakan Yonatan bai juye baya ba, takobin Shawulu bai komo ba tare da gamsuwa ba.
23 Saul and Jonathan were loved and gracious in life, and in their death they were not separated. They were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
Shawulu da Yonatan, a raye ƙaunatattu ne da kuma bansha’awa, a mace kuma ba su rabu ba. Sun fi gaggafa sauri, sun fi zaki ƙarfi.
24 You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet as well as jewels, and who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.
“Ya ku’yan matan Isra’ila, ku yi kuka saboda Shawulu, wanda ya suturta ku da jajjayen kayan ado, wanda ya yi wa rigunarku ado da zinariya.
25 How the mighty have fallen in the midst of the battle! Jonathan is killed on your high places.
“Jarumawa sun fāɗi a yaƙi! Ga Yonatan matacce a tuddanku.
26 I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan. You were very dear to me. Your love to me was wonderful, exceeding the love of women.
Na yi baƙin ciki saboda kai, Yonatan ɗan’uwana; ƙaunatacce kake a gare ni. Ƙaunarka a gare ni abar al’ajabi ce, abar al’ajabi fiye da ta mace.
27 How the mighty have fallen, and the weapons of war perished!”
“Jarumawa sun fāɗi! Makaman yaƙi sun hallaka!”
