Izikeli 19
1 Ra Anumzamo'a amanage huno Izikieli'na nasami'ne, Israeli ugagota kva vaheku'ma zagamema hunka zavi'ma atesanana,
“And you, lift up a lamentation to princes of Israel,
2 amanage hunka zavira tegahane, negrera'a kore osu laioni mani'neankino, kasefa laioniramimofo amu'nompina mani'neno anenta'aramina knare huno kegava hu'ne.
and you have said: What [is] your mother? A lioness, She has crouched down among lions, She has multiplied her whelps in the midst of young lions.
3 Hagi anampintira mago ve laioni anentara knare huno kegava higeno, hankavenentake Laioni efore huteno zagagafane vahe'enema ahenoma nesia avu'avara rempi hu'ne.
And she brings up one of her whelps, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
4 Hagi ana zamofo agenkema miko mopafi vahe'mo'zama nentahi'za, kerise'za krifu anaginte nazageno ana kerifi ana laionimo'a tamige'za azeri'za nofi rente'za avazu hu'za Isipi mopafi vu'naze.
And nations hear of him, He has been caught in their pit, And they bring him to the land of Egypt in chains.
5 Hagi nerera'a nontegama esigu aveganteno maniana, ana laioni anentamo'a ometfa hu'ne. Hagi ana anenta'mo'ma ufanene higeno'a, anenta'aramimpinti mago avreno kegava nehigeno ome ra huno hankavenentake laioni efore hu'ne.
And as she waited she sees that her hope has perished, And she takes one of her whelps, She has made him a young lion.
6 Hagi laioniramine vano nehuno rama huno hankavema netino'a, zagagafama aheno ne'zana rempi huteno vahera aheno ne'ne.
And he goes up and down in the midst of lions, He has been a young lion, And he learns to tear prey, He has devoured man.
7 Hagi agra hankave vihuramina tapage hunetreno, rankumatamina eri haviza nehuno, ranke huno agerura runo vano nehuno, ana mopafima mani'naza vahera zamazeri koro hu'ne.
And he knows his forsaken habitations, And he has laid waste [to] their cities, And the land and its fullness is desolate, Because of the voice of his roaring.
8 Ana hige'za mika mopafi vahe'mo'za eza keri eme kafinte'nazafi uramige'za kukozmia agofetu rutarente'za azeri'naze.
And surrounding nations set against him from the provinces. And they spread out their net for him, He has been caught in their pit.
9 Hagi ana kerifintira azeri'za vogisifi antete'za avre'za Babiloni kini nete vute'za kina ome huntazageno, Israeli agonaramimpina mago'enena ra agerura runo vano osu'ne.
And they put him in prison—in chains, And they bring him to the king of Babylon, They bring him into bulwarks, So that his voice is not heard On mountains of Israel anymore.
10 Hagi negrera'a tinkenare'ma me'nea waini hozaka'afima me'nea waini zafamo'ma rama'a tima e'nerino, rama'a azankunatami omere emere nehuno rama'a rgama renteankna hu'ne.
Your mother, like the vine in your blood, Is being planted by waters, She was bearing fruit and full of boughs, Because of many waters.
11 Hagi ana zafamofo azankunatmimo'za ome hankaveti'za kini vahe'mo'zama zamazampima eneriza azota fore hu'naze. Hagi ana waini zafamo'a za'za huno mika zafa agatereno marerigeno rama'a azankunatami me'ne.
And she has strong rods for scepters of rulers, And she is high in stature above—between thick branches, And it appears in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots.
12 Hianagi tusi Narimpa ahente'na ana waini zafa tasagihu mopafi atrogeno zage hanati kazigati zaho'mo'a maka raga'a eri harari hutregeno, azankunatamimo'za hantagiramiza hagege hutazage'za tevefi krazageno teno eri hana hu'ne.
And she is plucked up in fury, She has been cast to the earth, And the east wind has dried up her fruit, [The] rod of her strength has been broken and withered, Fire has consumed it.
13 Hagi menina hagage huno ti omne kokampi ana wainia vatino ome kri'ne.
And now she is planted in a wilderness, In a dry and thirsty land.
14 Hagi ana waini zafamofo azankunaramimpinti tevea arukru agata'ane raga'anena teno eri hana higeno, azankunamo'zama kini vahe azompama fore'ma huga azankuna tamina anampina magore huno omnetfa hu'ne. Hagi ama zavi zagamekino, zagamema huno zavimate zagame megahie.
And fire goes forth from a rod of her boughs, It has devoured her fruit, And she has no rod of strength—a scepter to rule, A lamentation—and she has become for a lamentation!”
