Ezayi 15
1 Pwofesi konsènan Moab la. Anverite nan yon sèl nwit, Ar-Moab fin devaste e detwi nèt. Nan yon sè nwit, Kir-Moab fin devaste e detwi nèt.
The burden of Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing. For in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing.
2 Yo fin monte nan tanp lan ak Dibon, menm kote wo plas yo pou kriye. Moab rele anmwey sou Nebo ak Médeba. Razwa fin pase sou tèt tout moun e tout bab fin koupe.
They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep. Moab wails over Nebo, and over Medeba. On all their heads is baldness. Every beard is cut off.
3 Nan lari yo, yo fin abiye ak twal sak. Sou twati lakay yo e sou gwo plas yo, tout moun ap rele anmwey e vin fann nèt akoz dlo ki sòti nan zye yo.
In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth. On their housetops, and in their broad places, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
4 Anplis, Hesbon ak Élealé rele anmwey; vwa yo konn tande jis rive Jahats. Akoz sa, tout mesye ak zam yo kriye fò; nanm yo tranble anndan.
And Heshbon cries out, and Elealeh. Their voice is heard even to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud. His soul trembles within him.
5 Kè m kriye fò pou Moab! Prens li yo sove ale rive jis Tsoar yo, jis Églath-Schelischija yo. Yo monte pant Luchith la pandan y ap kriye nèt; anverite, menm sou wout pou rive Choronaïm nan, y ap leve yon kri anmwey pou destriksyon yo.
My heart cries out for Moab. Her nobles flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishi-yah. For they go up with weeping by the ascent of Luhith. For they raise up a cry of destruction in the way of Horonaim.
6 Paske dlo a Nimrin yo abandone. Anverite, zèb la fennen nèt; menm boujon gazon mouri. Pa gen anyen ki vèt.
For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate, for the grass is withered away. The tender grass fails. There is no green thing.
7 Pou sa, gwo kantite byen ke yo vin genyen pou mete nan depo, yo pote yo ale sou flèv dlo Arabim nan.
Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, they shall carry away over the brook of the willows.
8 Paske kri anmwey la fin kouri ale antoure peyi Moab la. Plenyen li an rive jis Egalïm, e lamantasyon li an jis Beer-Élim.
For the cry has gone round about the borders of Moab, the wailing of it to Eglaim, and the wailing of it to Beer-elim.
9 Paske dlo a Dimon yo plen ak san. Anverite Mwen va ogmante mizè sou Dimon, ak yon lyon sou sila yo k ap sove ale Moab, menm ankò sou retay yo nan peyi a.
For the waters of Dimon are full of blood. For I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon those of Moab who escape, and upon the remnant of the land.
