Ezekyèl 19
1 “Pou nou menm, komanse fè gwo lamantasyon pou prens Israël yo,
Take up now a song of grief for the ruler of Israel, and say,
2 Epi di: ‘Kisa manman ou te ye? Yon manman lyon pami lyon yo! Li te kouche pami jenn ti lyon yo; pami jenn lyon yo, li te leve pitit li yo.
What was your mother? Like a she-lion among lions, stretched out among the young lions she gave food to her little ones.
3 Lè l te fin leve youn nan pitit li yo, pitit la te devni yon lyon. Li te vin aprann jan pou li dechire bèt pou li manje; li te devore moun.
And one of her little ones came to growth under her care, and became a young lion, learning to go after beasts for his food; and he took men for his meat.
4 Alò, nasyon yo te tande de li; li te vin kaptire nan twou fòs pa yo, e yo te mennen li ak kwòk, rive nan peyi Égypte.
And the nations had news of him; he was taken in the hole they had made: and, pulling him with hooks, they took him into the land of Egypt.
5 “‘Lè manman lyon an te wè ke li te tann, men ke espwa li te vin pèdi, li te pran yon lòt nan pitit li yo, e te fè l vin yon jenn ti lyon.
Now when she saw that her hope was made foolish and gone, she took another of her little ones and made him into a young lion.
6 Konsa, li te mache toupatou pami lyon yo. Li te devni yon jenn ti lyon. Li te aprann jan pou kenbe viktim li. Li te devore moun.
And he went up and down among the lions and became a young lion, learning to go after beasts for his food; and he took men for his meat.
7 Li te konnen gran palè yo, e li te devaste vil yo. Peyi a ak tout bèlte li te vin gate nèt, akoz son a gwonde li.
And he sent destruction on their widows and made waste their towns; and the land and everything in it became waste because of the loud sound of his voice.
8 Nasyon yo te atake li tout kote soti nan pwovens yo. Yo te ouvri filè yo sou li. Li te vin kaptire nan twou fòs yo.
Then the nations came against him from the kingdoms round about: their net was stretched over him and he was taken in the hole they had made.
9 Yo te mete li nan yon kalòj ak kwòk, e te mennen li kote wa Babylone nan. Yo te mennen li andedan fò yo pou vwa l pa tande menm ankò sou mòn Israël yo.
They made him a prisoner with hooks, and took him to the king of Babylon; they put him in the strong place so that his voice might be sounding no longer on the mountains of Israel.
10 “‘Manman ou te tankou yon lyann nan san ou an. Li te plante bò kote dlo. Li te plen fwi ak anpil branch, akoz dlo an abondans.
Your mother was in comparison like a vine, planted by the waters: she was fertile and full of branches because of the great waters.
11 Li te gen branch ki dyanm, ki ta ka sèvi pou baton wa yo. Wotè li te leve pi wo nwaj yo pou moun ta ka wè l nan tout wotè li ak tout branch li yo.
And she had a strong rod for a rod of authority for the rulers, and it became tall among the clouds and it was seen lifted up among the number of its branches.
12 Men li te vin rache ak kòlè. Li te jete atè nèt, epi van nan lès te seche fwi li yo. Gwo branch dyanm li yo te vin rache. Yo te fennen. Dife te manje yo nèt.
But she was uprooted in burning wrath, and made low on the earth; the east wind came, drying her up, and her branches were broken off; her strong rod became dry, the fire made a meal of it.
13 Epi koulye a, li vin plante nan dezè a, nan yon peyi ki sèch e ki swaf.
And now she is planted in the waste land, in a dry and unwatered country.
14 Dife a fin gaye nan tout branch li yo. Li te konsonmen boujon ak fwi li yo, jiskaske pa t gen ladann yon branch ki dyanm, pou fè baton pou wa a.’ Sa se yon lamantasyon. Konsa, li va sèvi kon yon lamantasyon.”
And fire has gone out from her rod, causing the destruction of her branches, so that there is no strong rod in her to be the ruler's rod of authority. This is a song of grief, and it was for a song of grief.
