Nawoun 2
1 Nou menm moun lavil Niniv, men yon gwo lame ap moute vin atake nou. Mete gad nan fò nou. Mete moun veye gran chemen an! Mare ren nou! Mete tout kouraj nou sou nou!
One who scatters advances against you, O Nineveh. Guard the fortress! Watch the road! Brace yourselves! Summon all your strength!
2 Paske, Seyè a pral bay pèp Izrayèl la pouvwa li te gen anvan an, pouvwa fanmi Jakòb la te gen anvan piyajè yo te ravaje l' la, anvan yo te koupe tout branch rezen li yo.
For the LORD will restore the splendor of Jacob like the splendor of Israel, though destroyers have laid them waste and ruined the branches of their vine.
3 Vanyan sòlda l' yo gen plak pwotèj pentire tou wouj sou bra yo. Yo abiye ak rad wouj violèt. Cha lagè yo klere kou dife! Y'ap vin pou atake nou! Y'ap souke zam yo nan men yo.
The shields of his mighty men are red; the valiant warriors are dressed in scarlet. The fittings of the chariots flash like fire on the day they are prepared, and the spears of cypress have been brandished.
4 Cha lagè yo ap vini ak gwo vitès nan plenn yo. Yo kouri ale sou plas piblik yo. Yo klere tankou bwa chandèl tou limen. Y'ap pase kouri tankou zèklè.
The chariots dash through the streets; they rush around the plazas, appearing like torches, darting about like lightning.
5 Yo chonje rele chèf lame yo. Nan prese vini yo, yonn ap frape ak lòt. Yo kouri ale bò miray ranpa yo. Yo pare plak pwotèj pou y' al defonse pòtay yo.
He summons his nobles; they stumble as they advance. They race to its wall; the protective shield is set in place.
6 Pòtay ki bay sou larivyè a louvri granbatan. Tout moun nan palè a gen kè kase.
The river gates are thrown open and the palace collapses.
7 Yo fè larenn lan prizonye. Yo pati avè l'. Sèvant li yo ap plenn, y'ap kriye. Y'ap bat lestonmak yo sitèlman yo nan lapenn.
It is decreed that the city be exiled and carried away; her maidservants moan like doves, and beat upon their breasts.
8 Tankou yon gwo basen plen dlo ki pete, moun yo ap kouri soti lavil Niniv. Y'ap di yo: Rete non! Rete non! Men, yonn pa vire tounen.
Nineveh has been like a pool of water throughout her days, but now it is draining away. “Stop! Stop!” they cry, but no one turns back.
9 Piye tout lajan an. Piye tout lò yo. Yo gen yon richès ki poko prèt pou fini, yon pakèt bèl bagay ki koute chè.
“Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold!” There is no end to the treasure, an abundance of every precious thing.
10 Yo piye lavil la. Yo touye tout moun ladan l'. Yo devaste l' nèt. Moun pèdi kouraj yo. Jenou yo ap tranble. Yo pa gen fòs pou rete kanpe. Figi yo dekonpoze.
She is emptied! Yes, she is desolate and laid waste! Hearts melt, knees knock, bodies tremble, and every face grows pale!
11 Koulye a, kote twou kachèt lyon yo ye a, twou nich kote ti lyon yo manje a, twou kote lyon yo ansanm ak ti lyon yo te konn ale pou pesonn pa ka fè yo anyen an?
Where is the lions’ lair or the feeding ground of the young lions, where the lion and lioness prowled with their cubs, with nothing to frighten them away?
12 Lyon an te konn dechire vyann bèt yo pou pitit li yo, li te konn trangle bèt pou fenmèl lyon yo. Lè konsa yo plen twou yo ak bèt yo pran, yo plen nich yo ak moso vyann dechikete.
The lion mauled enough for its cubs and strangled prey for the lioness. It filled its dens with the kill, and its lairs with mauled prey.
13 Koulye a, se mwen menm k'ap regle ak nou! Se Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a menm ki di sa. Moun pral boule tout cha lagè nou yo nan dife. Nan lagè a, m'ap fè yo touye tout jenn ti lyon nou yo. M'ap rache nan men nou tou sa nou te pran lakay lòt yo. Yo p'ap janm tande vwa delege nou yo ankò nan okenn peyi sou latè.
“Behold, I am against you,” declares the LORD of Hosts. “I will send your chariots up in smoke, and the sword will devour your young lions. I will cut off your prey from the earth, and the voices of your messengers will no longer be heard.”
