Psalms 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

Jerusalem kageldoh phatnun Babylon vadungpang a chun katou un kakapgam tauve.

2 On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.

Keihon kasemjang houchu mong thingbah chung dunga chun kakhai un ahi.

3 For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

Hikom a chun soh a eihente houchun la sah sahding eigouvin, chuleh eisugenthei houchun kipahtah'a la sahsahtei ding eigouvin, “Jerusalem la ho chu khatpen beh neisahpeh'un” atiuve.

4 How can we sing the LORD’s song in a foreign land?

Ahinlah keihon hetkhahlou mi gam sunga hi Yahweh Pakai la hochu iti kasahdiuham?

5 If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.

Vo Jerusalem nangma kasuhmil uleh kakhut jetlam hin semjang pehdan sumil jenghen.

6 Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don’t remember you, if I don’t prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Nangma kageldoh louva, Jerusalem chu kakipana sangpen sang a thupi a kagel lou le, ka leihi kadang chungah behden jenghen.

7 Remember, LORD, against the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!”

O Yahweh Pakai Babylon sepaiten Jerusalem alonkhum niuva Edom mite thilbol chu geldoh tei in, “Sumang jengin,” “Toltoh sumat jengun” tin asam un ahi.

8 Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be happy who repays you, as you have done to us.

O Babylon, nangma nakisu mang ding ahi. Nangin neibol nao bang banga nalethuh penpen chu anunnom ahi.

9 Happy shall he be, who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.

Nachapangteu puimang a songpi chunga sepgoiho chu nunnom hen!