Sòm 137

1 Bò rivyè a Babylone yo, se la nou te chita. Nou te kriye, lè nou te sonje Sion.

A Psalm of David: to Jeremiah. Above the rivers of Babylon, there we sat and wept, while we remembered Zion.

2 Sou pye sikrèn nan mitan li an, nou te pandye ap nou yo.

By the willow trees, in their midst, we hung up our instruments.

3 Paske la, ravisè nou yo te mande nou chante pou yo, e bouwo nou yo ak gwo kè kontan, t ap di: “Chante pou nou youn nan chanson Sion yo.”

For, in that place, those who led us into captivity questioned us about the words of the songs. And those who carried us away said: “Sing us a hymn from the songs of Zion.”

4 Kijan pou nou ta chante chan SENYÈ a nan yon peyi etranje?

How can we sing a song of the Lord in a foreign land?

5 Si mwen ta bliye ou, O Jérusalem, kite men dwat mwen bliye kapasite li.

If I ever forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten.

6 Ke lang mwen kole rèd anlè bouch mwen, Si m pa ta sonje ou, si m pa ta leve Jérusalem wo, pi wo ke pi gwo plezi m yo.

May my tongue adhere to my jaws, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem first, as the beginning of my joy.

7 Sonje, O SENYÈ, kont fis a Édom yo, jou a Jérusalem nan, ke yo te di: “Raze l nèt! Raze l jis rive nan fondasyon li.”

O Lord, call to mind the sons of Edom, in the day of Jerusalem, who say: “Despoil it, despoil it, even to its foundation.”

8 O fi a Babylone nan, Ou menm ki te devaste nou an, A la beni (sila) ki rekonpanse ou ak menm rekonpans ke ou te rekonpanse nou an va beni!

O daughter of Babylon, have pity. Blessed is he who will repay you with your payment, which you have paid to us.

9 A la beni (sila) ki sezi pitit ou yo, e ki kraze yo nan wòch la va beni!

Blessed is he who will take hold of your little ones and dash them against the rock.