Nawoun 3
1 Madichon pou lavil ki renmen fè san koule a! Se manti ase l'ap mache bay. Li plen richès li vòlò nan fè mètdam. Li chaje ak byen li piye kay lòt.
Woe to the bloody city. It is all full of lies and robbery. The prey doesn't depart.
2 Koute bri fwèt kach yo, bri wou cha yo k'ap woule vini. Koute bri chwal yo k'ap galope, bri cha lagè yo k'ap kouri vini.
The noise of the whip, the noise of the rattling of wheels, prancing horses, and bounding chariots,
3 Kavalye yo ap zeponnen chwal yo. Nepe yo klere kou fèman nan solèy. Lans yo, ou ta di zèklè. Moun tonbe kou mouch. Kadav yo fè pil sou pil. Ou pa ka konte yo. Moun ap bite sou moun mouri.
the horseman mounting, and the flashing sword, the glittering spear, and a multitude of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies. They stumble on their bodies,
4 Y'ap pini lavil Niniv, manman jennès la. Y'ap pini l' pou tout dezòd li fè yo. Li te bèl, li te fò nan pawòl dous! Li fè yo pran plezi kont kò yo ak li. Li fè nasyon yo pèdi tèt yo. Lèfini, li pran yo, li fè trafik ak yo!
because of the multitude of the prostitution of the alluring prostitute, the mistress of witchcraft, who sells nations through her prostitution, and families through her witchcraft.
5 Men sa Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a di: Se mwen menm k'ap regle ak ou! Mwen pral leve rad ou anlè jouk nan tèt. Mwen pral mete ou toutouni pou tout nasyon yo ka wè ou, pou tout peyi ka wè jan ou san wont.
"Look, I am against you," says the LORD of hosts, "and I will lift your skirts over your face. I will show the nations your nakedness, and the kingdoms your shame.
6 Mwen pral kouvri ou ak salte. Mwen pral avili ou, pou tout moun ka wè jan ou pa bon.
I will throw abominable filth on you, and make you vile, and will set you a spectacle.
7 Tout moun ki va wè ou va kouri byen lwen. Y'a di: Lavil Niniv fini! Ki moun ki va gen pitye pou li? Pa gen pesonn ka vle vin kenbe rèl la avè l'.
It will happen that all those who look at you will flee from you, and say, 'Nineveh is laid waste. Who will mourn for her?' Where will I seek comforters for you?"
8 Ou menm lavil Niniv, ou pa pi bon pase lavil Tèb. Atout li chita nan mitan gwo larivyè Nil la, ak dlo toupatou tankou yon ranpa, tankou yon glasi pou pwoteje l',
Are you better than No-Amon, who was situated among the rivers, who had the waters around her; whose rampart was the sea, and her wall was of the sea?
9 atout li te anvayi peyi Letiopi ak peyi Lejip kifè pa t' gen limit pou pouvwa li ankò, atout moun peyi Pout yo ak moun peyi Libi yo te mache ansanm avè l',
Cush and Egypt were her boundless strength. Put and Libya were her helpers.
10 yo fè moun li yo prizonye, yo depòte yo nan lòt peyi. Nan tout kalfou, yo kraze pitit li yo jouk yo mouri. Yo mare grannèg li yo nan chenn kou esklav. Yo separe yo, yo tire osò pou bay chak moun pa yo.
Yet was she carried away. She went into captivity. Her young children also were dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets, and they cast lots for her honorable men, and all her great men were bound in chains.
11 Ou menm tou, lavil Niniv, ou pral sou. Tèt ou pral vire. Ou menm tou, ou pral chache kote pou ou kache pou lènmi ou yo.
You also will be drunk. You will be hidden. You also will seek a stronghold because of the enemy.
12 Fò ou yo tankou yon pye fig frans chaje fig mi: ou annik souke l', epi fig yo tonbe nan bouch k'ap tann pou manje yo.
All your fortresses will be like fig trees with the first-ripe figs: if they are shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Sòlda ou yo, ou ta di yon bann fanm! Peyi a ap san defans devan lènmi ou yo, dife boule ba ki fèmen pòtay ou yo. Yo rete gran louvri.
Look, your troops in your midst are women. The gates of your land are set wide open to your enemies. The fire has devoured your bars.
14 Al pran dlo mete la, paske yo pral sènen ou anndan lakay ou. Repare miray fò ou yo! Al bat tè ak pye ou pou fè brik! Pare fòm pou fè brik.
Draw water for the siege. Strengthen your fortresses. Go into the clay, and tread the mortar. Make the brick kiln strong.
15 Ou te mèt peple tankou chini, ou te mèt peple tankou krikèt, dife pral boule ou nèt ale. Lagè pral fini avè ou.
There the fire will devour you. The sword will cut you off. It will devour you like the grasshopper. Multiply like grasshoppers. Multiply like the locust.
16 Ou te gen plis moun k'ap fè kòmès pase gen zetwal nan syèl la. Koulye a, yo pati tankou krikèt ki louvri zèl yo vole ale.
You have increased your merchants more than the stars of the skies. The grasshopper strips, and flees away.
17 Sòlda ou yo ak moun k'ap travay pou ou yo pral tankou yon bann krikèt ki poze sou raje lè fredi. Leve solèy la leve, y' ale. Pesonn pa konnen kote yo fè.
Your guards are like the locusts, and your officials like the swarms of locusts, which settle on the walls on a cold day, but when the sun appears, they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.
18 Ou menm wa peyi Lasiri a, faksyonnè ou yo ap dòmi. Chèf lame ou yo mouri. Moun ou yo gaye nan tout mòn. Pa gen pesonn pou fè yo tounen lakay yo ankò.
Your shepherds slumber, king of Assyria. Your nobles lie down. Your people are scattered on the mountains, and there is no one to gather them.
19 Pa gen renmèd pou ou pou jan ou donmaje a. Pa gen gerizon pou malenng ou a. Tout moun ki va pran nouvèl la va kontan, y'a bat men. Paske, ak tout mechanste ou yo, pa gen moun ou pa t' fè pase mizè.
There is no healing your wound, for your injury is fatal. All who hear the report of you clap their hands over you; for who hasn't felt your endless cruelty?
