Ezekyèl 19
1 Bondye pale avè m', li di m' konsa: -Koulye a, plenn sò chèf peyi Izrayèl yo.
“And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
2 Men sa ou pral di: Apa yon manman lyon manman ou tè ye! Li kouche nan mitan lyon yo, l'ap okipe pitit li yo.
and you have said: What [is] your mother? A lioness, She has crouched down among lions, She has multiplied her whelps in the midst of young lions.
3 Li pran yonn nan pitit li yo, li fè l' tounen yon jenn mal lyon. Jenn lyon an aprann jan pou l' kouri dèyè bèt pou l' manje. Li tanmen devore moun.
And she brings up one of her whelps, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
4 Men, lòt nasyon yo pran nouvèl la. Yo pran l' nan pèlen twou yo te pare pou li a. Yo mete yon zanno fè nan nen l', yo trennen l' ale nan peyi Lejip.
And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
5 Manman lyon an tann, li tann jouk li pèdi espwa wè l' ankò. Li pran yon lòt nan pitit li yo, li fè l' tounen yon jenn mal lyon.
And as she waited she sees that her hope has perished, And she takes one of her whelps, She has made him a young lion.
6 Li t'ap pwonmennen nan mitan lòt lyon yo, li tounen yon jenn mal lyon. Li aprann jan pou l' kouri dèyè bèt pou l' manje. Li tanmen devore moun.
And he goes up and down in the midst of lions, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
7 Li demoli fò yo. Li sakaje lavil yo. Chak fwa li gwonde, moun k'ap viv nan peyi a gen kè sote.
And he knows his forsaken habitations, And he has laid waste [to] their cities, And the land and its fullness is desolate, Because of the voice of his roaring.
8 Moun lòt nasyon yo leve dèyè l'. Moun soti toupatou nan pwovens bò kote l' yo, yo vin voye yon privye sou li. Yo pran l' nan pèlen twou yo te pare pou li a.
And surrounding nations set against him from the provinces. And they spread out their net for him, He has been caught in their pit.
9 Yo mete yon zanno fè nan nen l', yo fèmen l' nan yon kaj. Yo mennen l' bay wa Babilòn lan. Yo mete sòlda veye l' pou moun pa janm tande vwa l' ankò nan mòn peyi Izrayèl yo.
And they put him in prison—in chains, And they bring him to the king of Babylon, They bring him into bulwarks, So that his voice is not heard On mountains of Israel anymore.
10 Manman ou te tankou yon pye rezen plante bò kannal dlo. Pye rezen an te chaje ak fèy, li t'ap donnen anpil paske li te jwenn kont dlo li.
Your mother, like the vine in your blood, Is being planted by waters, She was bearing fruit and full of boughs, Because of many waters.
11 Li pouse gwo branch. Branch yo tounen baton kòmandman wa. Pye rezen an grandi, li rive depase tèt tout lòt bwa yo. Tout moun t'ap gade jan li te wo, jan li te gen anpil branch.
And she has strong rods for scepters of rulers, And she is high in stature above—between thick branches, And it appears in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots.
12 Men, yo move sou li, yo derasinen l', yo jete l' atè. Van lès koule tout donn li yo, li kase tout gwo branch li yo. Branch yo cheche, yo boule nan dife.
And she is plucked up in fury, She has been cast to the earth, And the east wind has dried up her fruit, [The] rod of her strength has been broken and withered, Fire has consumed it.
13 Koulye a, se nan yon dezè li kanpe, nan yon tè sèk san dlo.
And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
14 Dife pran nan pye rezen an. Li boule ni branch li yo ni donn li yo. Li pa gen gwo branch ankò ki pou ta sèvi baton kòmandman pou wa. Sa a se yon chante pou yo chante anpil fwa pou plenn sò chèf peyi Izrayèl yo.
And fire goes forth from a rod of her boughs, It has devoured her fruit, And she has no rod of strength—a scepter to rule, A lamentation—and she has become for a lamentation!”
