Ezekyèl 19
1 Bondye pale avè m', li di m' konsa: -Koulye a, plenn sò chèf peyi Izrayèl yo.
And thou, lift up a lamentation unto 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 thou hast said: What [is] thy mother? — a lioness, Among lions she hath crouched down, In the midst of young lions she hath multiplied her whelps.
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 bringeth up one of her whelps, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.
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 hear of it do nations, In their pit it hath been caught, And they bring it in with chains unto the land of Egypt.
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 she seeth, that stayed — perished hath her hope, And she taketh one of her whelps, A young lion she hath made it.
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 it goeth up and down in the midst of lions, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.
7 Li demoli fò yo. Li sakaje lavil yo. Chak fwa li gwonde, moun k'ap viv nan peyi a gen kè sote.
And it knoweth his forsaken habitations, And their cities it hath laid waste, And desolate is the land and its fulness, 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 set against it do nations Round about from the provinces. And they spread out for it their net, In their pit it hath been caught.
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 it in prison — in chains, And they bring it unto the king of Babylon, They bring it in unto bulwarks, So that its voice is not heard any more On mountains of Israel.
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.
Thy mother [is] as a vine in thy blood by waters planted, Fruitful and full of boughs it hath been, 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 it hath strong rods for sceptres of rulers, And high is its stature above thick branches, And it appeareth 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 it is plucked up in fury, To the earth it hath been cast, And the east wind hath dried up its fruit, Broken and withered hath been the rod of its strength, Fire hath consumed it.
13 Koulye a, se nan yon dezè li kanpe, nan yon tè sèk san dlo.
And now — it is planted in a wilderness, In a land dry and thirsty.
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 go forth doth fire from a rod of its boughs, Its fruit it hath devoured, And it hath no rod of strength — a sceptre to rule, Lamentation it [is] — and it is for a lamentation!'
