Psalms 137

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

Babildiki derya-ériqlar boyida biz olturduq; Zionni esliginimizde, berheq yigha kötürduq;

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

Chiltarimizni arisidiki sögetlerge ésip qoyduq.

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!”

Chünki bizni sürgün qilghanlar bizdin naxsha telep qildi; Bizni zarlatquchilar bizdin tamasha telep qilip: — «Hey, Zion naxshiliridin birni bizge éytqina» — déyishti.

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

Yaqa yurtta turup Perwerdigarning naxshisini qandaqmu éytayli?

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

Ey Yérusalém, men séni untusam, Ong qolum [maharitini] untusun!

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.

Séni eslimisem, — Yérusalémni eng chong xursenlikimdin ewzel körmisem — Tilim tanglayimgha chapliship qalsun!

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

I Perwerdigar, Édom baliliridin hésab alghanda, Yérusalémning béshigha chüshken künini yadinggha keltürgeysen; Chünki ular: «Uni yer bilen yeksan qilinglar, Ulighiche yer bilen yeksan qilinglar!» déyishti.

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

I bulinish aldida turghan Babil qizi, Bizge qilghan qilmishliringni özüngge qayturghuchi bextliktur!

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

Bowaqliringni élip tashqa atquchi kishi bextliktur!