2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, when David had returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had stayed two days in Ziklag,
Ie fa vilasy t’i Saole naho fa nimpoly amy fanjamana’e o nte-Amalekeoy t’i Davide, naho fa nitoboke roe andro e Tsiklage t’i Davide,
2 on the third day, behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes torn and earth on his head. When he came to David, he fell to the earth and showed respect.
le pok’eo amy andro faha-teloy ty lahilahy boak’ an-tobe’ i Saole añe niriatse iaby o siki’eo, naho deboke ty añ’ambone’e; aa ie niheo mb’ amy Davide mb’eo, le nibabok’ an-tane niambane ama’e.
3 David said to him, “Where do you come from?” He said to him, “I have escaped out of the camp of Israel.”
Le hoe t’i Davide ama’e: Boak’aia v’iheo? le hoe re ama’e, Nipoliotse boak’ an-tobe’ Israele ao.
4 David said to him, “How did it go? Please tell me.” He answered, “The people have fled from the battle, and many of the people also have fallen and are dead. Saul and Jonathan his son are dead also.”
Le hoe t’i Davide ama’e: Manao akore i rahay? Ehe talilio. Le hoe re, Nifandripak’ amy hotakotakey ondatio, naho maro t’indaty nihotrake vaho nivetrake; songa nihomake t’i Saole naho Ionatane ana’e.
5 David said to the young man who told him, “How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?”
Le hoe t’i Davide amy ajalahy nitalily ama’ey: Akore ty ahafohina’o te nihomake t’i Saole naho Ionatane ana’ey?
6 The young man who told him said, “As I happened by chance on Mount Gilboa, behold, Saul was leaning on his spear; and behold, the chariots and the horsemen followed close behind him.
Le hoe i ajalahy nitalily ama’ey: Izaho nitojeha’ an-kaboa’ i Gilboà eo, hehe te niato amy lefo’ey t’i Saole vaho nifanindry ama’e mafe o sarete naho mpiningi-tsoavalao.
7 When he looked behind him, he saw me and called to me. I answered, ‘Here I am.’
Aa ie nitolike mañamboho le nioni’e iraho, naho nikoiha’e, vaho vinaliko ty hoe: Intoy iraho.
8 He said to me, ‘Who are you?’ I answered him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’
Le hoe re tamako: Ia v’ iheo? le hoe ty natoiko: nte-Amaleke iraho.
9 He said to me, ‘Please stand beside me, and kill me, for anguish has taken hold of me because my life lingers in me.’
Le hoe re tamako: Mijohaña añ’ ilako etoa, le vono, fa haoreañe ty mamihiñe ahy te mbe amako ty fiaiko.
10 So I stood beside him and killed him, because I was sure that he could not live after he had fallen. I took the crown that was on his head and the bracelet that was on his arm, and have brought them here to my lord.”
Aa le nijohañe añ’ ila’e eo iraho naho vinonoko fa niantofako ty hatò te tsy ho velon-dre ie fa nihotrake eo; aa le rinambeko i sabaka’e añ’ ambone’ey naho i ravak’ am-pità’eoy vaho naseseko mb’amy talèko mb’etoa.
11 Then David took hold on his clothes and tore them; and all the men who were with him did likewise.
Finetre’ i Davide amy zao o siki’eo vaho niriate’e; nanao izay iaby ondaty nindre ama’eo,
12 They mourned, wept, and fasted until evening for Saul and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of the LORD, and for the house of Israel, because they had fallen by the sword.
nangoihoy ty rovetse, nililitse am-para’ te haleñe ho a i Saole naho Ionatane ana’ey naho ondati’ Iehovào, vaho ho a i anjomba’ Israeley, ie fonga zinevom-pibara.
13 David said to the young man who told him, “Where are you from?” He answered, “I am the son of a foreigner, an Amalekite.”
Le hoe t’i Davide amy ajalahiy: Boak’ aia irehe? le hoe ty natoi’e: Ana-drenetane nte-Amaleke iraho.
14 David said to him, “Why were you not afraid to stretch out your hand to destroy the LORD’s anointed?”
Le hoe t’i Davide ama’e: Aa vaho akore te ihe tsy nihembañe hañiti’ tañañe handrotsake i noriza’ Iehovày?
15 David called one of the young men and said, “Go near, and cut him down!” He struck him so that he died.
Kinanji’i Davide amy zao ty gaon-dahy, ami’ty hoe: Mb’eo kahe, iambotraho: Le vinono’e am-panjevoañe.
16 David said to him, “Your blood be on your head, for your mouth has testified against you, saying, ‘I have slain the LORD’s anointed.’”
Le hoe t’i Davide ama’e: An-doha’o ty lio’o; fa nitalily azo ty vava’o ami’ty hoe: Izaho ty namono ty noriza’ Iehovà.
17 David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son
Nirovetse t’i Davide ami’ty fandalà’e i Saole naho i ana’e Ionatane,
18 (and he commanded them to teach the children of Judah the song of the bow; behold, it is written in the book of Jashar):
vaho linili’e t’ie haoke amo ana’ Iehodao ty sabo atao ty hoe: I Faley. Ingo t’ie sinokitse am-boke’ Iasare ao:
19 “Your glory, Israel, was slain on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!
Fa zinamañe an-kaboañe ey ty hatsomerentsere’ Israele! Akore ty fikorovoha’ o fanalolahio!
20 Don’t tell it in Gath. Don’t publish it in the streets of Ashkelon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
Ko talilieñe e Gate ao, ko tseizeñe an-damo’ i Askelone ey; tsy mone hirebeke o anak’ ampela o nte-Pilistioo hera handia taroba o anak’ ampela’ o tsy nisavareñeoo.
21 You mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew or rain on you, and no fields of offerings; for there the shield of the mighty was defiled and cast away, the shield of Saul was not anointed with oil.
O ry haboa’ i Giboà, ee t’ie tsy hivotrahan-jono ndra orañe, ndra teteke miregorego voa soa; amy te ao ty nañifihañe an-tsereheñe ty fikala’ o maozatseo, ty fikalan-defo’ i Saole, hoe t’ie tsy norizañ’ an-tsolike.
22 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, Jonathan’s bow didn’t turn back. Saul’s sword didn’t return empty.
Boak’ ami’ty lio’ o zinamañeo, naho ami’ty havondra’ o fatratseo tsy nivike ty fàle’ Ionatane, tsy nimpoly mañomaño ty fibara’ i Saole.
23 Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives. In their death, they were not divided. They were swifter than eagles. They were stronger than lions.
I Saole naho Ionatane, ty hatsomerentsere’e naho ty hamaràm-bintañe t’ie niveloñe, mbe nifampipiteke iereo te nihomake; nalisa ta ty vantioñe, naozatse ta ty liona.
24 You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you delicately in scarlet, who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.
O ry anak’ ampela’ Israele, mangololoiha ho a i Saole, i nampisikiñe anahareo mena naho ravoravo ila’ey, i nametake bange volamena an-tsaro’ areoy.
25 How the mighty have fallen in the middle of the battle! Jonathan was slain on your high places.
Akore te nitsingoritritse an-teñateñan-kotakotak’ ao o maozatseo! Zinevo an-kaboañe ey t’Ionatane!
26 I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan. You have been very pleasant to me. Your love to me was wonderful, surpassing the love of women.
Mampioremeñe ahy rehe ry Ionatane rahalahiko; nifanjàka amako; fiain-tane ty fikokoa’o ahy, mandikoatse ty hatea’ ampela.
27 How the mighty have fallen, and the weapons of war have perished!”
Akore ty fihotraha’ o fanalolahio, nirotsake o haraom-pialiañeo.
