Isaiah 21
1 The burden of the wilderness of the sea. 'Like hurricanes in the south for passing through, From the wilderness it hath come, From a fearful land.
«Déngizning chöl-bayawini» toghrisida yüklen’gen bir wehiy: — «Jenub terepte qoyuntazlar ötüp kétiwatqandek, Dehshetlik zémindin bir némiler kéliwatidu!».
2 A hard vision hath been declared to me, The treacherous dealer is dealing treacherously, And the destroyer is destroying. Go up, O Elam, besiege, O Media, All its sighing I have caused to cease.
— Azabliq bir wehiy-körünüsh manga ayan qilindi; Xain xainliq qiliwatidu, Bulangchi bulangchiliq qiliwatidu. «I Élam, ornungdin tur, chiq! Média, muhasire qilip qorshiwal!» Uning sewebidin kötürülgen hemme nale-peryadlarni tügitiwettim.
3 Therefore filled have been my loins [with] great pain, Pangs have seized me as pangs of a travailing woman, I have been bent down by hearing, I have been troubled by seeing.
— Shunga ich-baghrim aghriq-azab bilen toldi, Tolghiqi tutqan ayalning azabliridek, Körgenlirimdin tolghinip kettim, Anglighinimdin parakende boldum.
4 Wandered hath my heart, trembling hath terrified me, The twilight of my desire He hath made a fear to me,
Shunga könglüm parakende bolup hasirap kettim, Méni dehshet qorqunch basti; U men zoq alidighan kéchini sarasime bolidighan kéchige aylandurdi.
5 Arrange the table, watch in the watch-tower, Eat, drink, rise, ye heads, anoint the shield,
Ular dastixan we gilem-körpilernimu salidu; Ular yéyishidu, ichishidu; «Hey ésilzadiler, ornunglardin turup qalqanni maylanglar!»
6 For thus said the Lord unto me: 'Go, station the watchman, That which he seeth let him declare.'
Chünki Reb manga: — «Barghin, körgenlirini eyni boyiche éytidighan bir közetchini texlep qoyghin» — dégenidi.
7 And he hath seen a chariot — a couple of horsemen, The rider of an ass, the rider of a camel, And he hath given attention — He hath increased attention!
— «U jeng harwilirini, jüp-jüp atliq eskerlerni, Jeng harwilirini éshekler bilen, Jeng harwilirini tögiler bilen körgende, U diqqet bilen, nahayiti diqqet bilen közetsun!»
8 And he crieth — a lion, 'On a watch-tower my lord, I am standing continually by day, And on my ward I am stationed whole nights.
U jawaben shirdek towlidi: — «Reb, men közet munarida üzlüksiz kün boyi turimen, Her kéchide közette turimen;
9 And lo, this, the chariot of a man is coming, A couple of horsemen.' And he answereth and saith: 'Fallen, fallen hath Babylon, And all the graven images of her gods He hath broken to the earth.
— We mana, u jeng harwiliri jüp-jüp atliq eskerler bilen kéliwatidu!» We yene jawab bérip shundaq dégen: — Babil bolsa yiqildi, yiqilip chüshti, We U ularning ilahlirining herbir oyma mebudlirini yerge tashlap pare-pare qiliwetti!».
10 O my threshing, and the son of my floor, That which I heard from Jehovah of Hosts, God of Israel, I have declared to you!'
— I Méning tépilgen danlirim, Méning xaminimdiki bughdaylirim, Israilning Xudasi, samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigardin anglighanni silerge éytip berdim!
11 The burden of Dumah. Unto me is [one] calling from Seir 'Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night?'
«Dumah» toghruluq yüklen’gen wehiy; Birsi Séirdin kélip mendin: — «I közetchi, kéchining qanchiliki ötti? I közetchi, kéchining qanchiliki ötti?» — dep soraydu.
12 The watchman hath said, 'Come hath morning, and also night, If ye inquire, inquire ye, turn back, come.'
Közetchi jawaben mundaq deydu: — «Seher kélidu, kéchimu kélidu; Yene sorighing bolsa, yene kélip sora; Yolungdin qaytip manga yéqin kel!»
13 The burden on Arabia. In a forest in Arabia ye lodge, O travellers of Dedanim.
Erebiyening kéchisi toghruluq yüklen’gen wehiy: — «I Dédanliqlarning karwanliri, siler Erebiyediki janggalda qonup qalisiler;
14 To meet the thirsty brought water have Inhabitants of the land of Tema, With his bread they came before a fugitive.
Ussap ketkenlerge su apirip béringlar! I Témadikiler, nanliringlarni élip qachqanlarni kütüwélinglar!
15 For from the face of destructions they fled, From the face of a stretched-out sword, And from the face of a trodden bow, And from the face of the grievousness of battle.
Chünki ular qilichlardin, Ghilaptin élin’ghan qilichtin, Kérilgen oqyadin, Urushning azabidin qachidu.
16 For thus said the Lord unto me: 'Within a year, as years of a hireling, Consumed hath been all the honour of Kedar.
Chünki Reb manga shundaq dégen: — Bir yil ichide medikar hésablighandek, Andin Kédarning bar sheripi yoqilidu,
17 And the remnant of the number of bow-men, The mighty of the sons of Kedar are few, For Jehovah, God of Israel, hath spoken!'
Oqyachilarning qalduqliri, Yeni Kédarning palwan-batur bolghan oghulliri az qalidu; Chünki Perwerdigar, Israilning Xudasi shundaq söz qilghan».
