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,
Bayan mutuwar Shawulu, Dawuda ya dawo daga karkashe Amalekawa. Sai ya zauna a Ziklag kwana biyu.
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.
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 do you come from?” He said to him, “I have escaped out of 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, “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.”
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 who told him, “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 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.
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 When he looked behind him, he saw me and called 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 beside me, and kill me, for anguish has taken hold of me because my life lingers 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 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.”
“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 took hold on his clothes and tore them; and all the men who were with him did likewise.
Sai Dawuda da dukan mutanen da suke tare da shi suka yayyage rigunarsu.
12 They mourned, wept, and fasted until evening for Saul and for Jonathan his son, and 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 who told him, “Where are you from?” He answered, “I am the son of a foreigner, 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 stretch out your hand to destroy Yahweh’s anointed?”
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 near, and cut him down!” He struck him so that he died.
Sai Dawuda ya kira ɗaya daga cikin mutanensa ya ce, “Je ka kashe shi!” Haka kuwa ya buge shi, ya kuwa mutu.
16 David said to him, “Your blood be on your head, for your mouth has testified against you, saying, ‘I have slain Yahweh’s anointed.’”
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 David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son
Dawuda ya rera wannan makoki saboda Shawulu da ɗansa Yonatan.
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):
Ya umarta a koya wa mutanen Yahuda wannan waƙa mai suna Makokin Baka (tana a rubuce a Littafin Yashar),
19 “Your glory, Israel, was slain on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!
“Ya Isra’ila, an kashe darajarki a kan tuddanki. Ga shi, jarumawa sun fāɗi!
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.
“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 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.
“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 the slain, from the fat of the mighty, Jonathan’s bow didn’t turn back. Saul’s sword didn’t 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 lovely and pleasant in their lives. In their death, they were not divided. 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 delicately in scarlet, 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 middle of the battle! Jonathan was slain on your high places.
“Jarumawa sun fāɗi a yaƙi! Ga Yonatan matacce a tuddanku.
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.
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 have perished!”
“Jarumawa sun fāɗi! Makaman yaƙi sun hallaka!”
