Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept when we thought about Zion.

Nu yeroo Xiyoonin yaadannetti, lageen Baabilon bira teenyee boonye.

2 On the poplars there we hung our harps.

Achittis kiraara keenya muka alaltuutti fannifne;

3 There our captors required songs from us, and those who mocked us required us to be happy, saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

achitti warri nu boojiʼan faarfannaa, warri nu dhiphisanis, “Faarfannaawwan Xiyoon keessaa tokko nuu faarfadhaa!” jedhanii akka nu faarfannaa gammachuu isaaniif faarfannu nu gaafatan.

4 How could we sing a song about Yahweh in a foreign land?

Nu utuu biyya ormaa jirruu, akkamitti faarfannaa Waaqayyoo faarfachuu dandeenya?

5 If I ignore the memory of you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her skill.

Yaa Yerusaalem, yoo ani si irraanfadhe, harki koo mirgaa ogummaa isaa haa irraanfatu.

6 Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I think about you no more, if I do not prefer Jerusalem more than my greatest delights.

Yoo ani si yaadachuu baadhe, yoo ani gammachuu koo guddichaa olitti Yerusaalemin ilaaluu baadhe, arrabni koo laagaa kootti haa maxxanu.

7 Call to mind, Yahweh, what the Edomites did on the day Jerusalem fell. They said, “Tear it down, tear it down to its foundations.”

Yaa Waaqayyo, waan warri Edoom gaafa Yerusaalem diigamte jedhan sana yaadadhu; isaanis, “Ishee diigaa! Hamma hundee isheetti ishee diigaa!” jedhanii iyyan.

8 Daughter of Babylon, soon to be destroyed— may the person be blessed, whoever pays you back for what you have done to us.

Yaa intala Baabilon, kan baduudhaaf qophoofte, inni waan ati nu goote sanaaf, gatii kee siif kennu eebbifamaa dha.

9 May the person be blessed, whoever takes and dashes your little ones against a rock.

Inni daaʼimman kee qabee dhagaa irratti caccabsu sun eebbifamaa dha.