Ezekieli 19
1 « Bongo yo, tinda nzembo ya mawa mpo na bakambi ya Isalaele mpe loba:
[Yahweh said to me, “Ezekiel], sing a sad funeral [a which will be a parable] [two of the] kings of Israel.
2 ‹ Mama na yo azalaki nani? Nkosi ya mwasi kati na bankosi! Ezalaki kovanda kati na bana na yango mpe kobokola bana yango.
Say [to the Israeli people], ‘[It is as though] [MET] your mother was a brave female lion who raised her cubs among [other] lions.
3 Ekolisaki moko kati na bana na yango, mpe mwana yango ekomaki nkosi moko ya makasi. Bongo, eyekolaki kopasola banyama mpe kolia bato.
She taught one of them to [for other animals to kill], and he [even] learned [kill and] eat people.
4 Bato ya bikolo ya bapaya bayokaki sango na yango mpe bakangaki yango na mitambo ya mabulu; bakangaki yango bibende na zolo mpe bamemaki yango na mokili ya Ejipito.
[When people from other] nations heard about him, they trapped him in a pit. Then they used hooks to drag him to Egypt.
5 Tango mama ya nkosi yango emonaki ete elekisi tango ya pamba mpo na kozela mpe elikya na yango esili, ekamataki mwana mosusu kati na bana na yango, ekomisaki yango mpe nkosi ya makasi.
His mother waited for him [to return], but [soon] she stopped hoping/expecting [that he would return]. So she raised another cub who [also] became very fierce.
6 Ekomaki konguluma kati na bankosi, pamba te yango mpe ekomaki nkosi ya makasi. Eyekolaki kopasola banyama mpe kolia bato.
He hunted along with [other] [for animals to kill], and he even learned [kill and] eat people.
7 Ekweyisaki bandako na bango ya makasi mpe ebebisaki bingumba na bango. Soki egangi, mokili mpe bato nyonso oyo bazalaki kuna bazalaki kotondisama na somo.
He destroyed forts, and he ruined cities. When he roared [loudly], everyone was terrified.
8 Bongo bato ya bituka ya zingazinga, longwa na bikolo na bango, bayaki kotelemela yango, batielaki yango mitambo na bango mpe bakangaki yango kati na mabulu na bango.
So [people of other] nations planned to kill him, and men came from many places to spread out a net for him, and they caught him in a trap.
9 Bakangaki yango minyololo, bakotisaki yango kati na ndako ya banyama, bamemaki yango epai ya mokonzi ya Babiloni. Babwakaki yango na boloko mpo ete mongongo ya koganga na yango eyokana lisusu na bangomba ya Isalaele te.
They tied him with chains and took him to Babylonia. And [there] he was locked in a prison, with the result that [no one on] the hills of Israel ever heard him roar again.’ [Also, say to the Israeli people, ]
10 Mama na yo azalaki lokola nzete ya vino kati na elanga na yo ya vino, oyo elonama pembeni ya mayi, ezalaki kobota bambuma ebele, ezalaki na bitape ebele mpo ete mayi mpe ezalaki ebele.
‘[It is as though] [SIM] your mother was a grapevine that was planted along a stream. There was plenty of water, so it had lots of branches and produced [a lot of] grapes.
11 Bitape na yango ezalaki makasi, ezalaki malamu mpo na kosala mangenda ya bokonzi, ezalaki molayi makasi koleka banzete mosusu; eyebanaki makasi mpo na molayi na yango mpe mpo na ebele ya makasa na yango.
That grapevine grew and became taller than all the nearby trees; [everyone could] see that it was very strong and healthy. And those branches were good for making scepters that symbolize the power/ [of a king].
12 Kasi bapikolaki yango na kanda mpe babwakaki yango na mabele. Mopepe ya este ekawusaki yango, ekweyisaki mbuma na yango, ekawusaki mpe bitape na yango ya makasi mpe moto etumbaki yango.
[Yahweh] became very angry, so he pulled up the vine by its roots and threw it on the ground, where the [very hot] winds from the desert dried up all its fruit. The strong branches wilted and were burned in a fire.
13 Mpe sik’oyo baloni yango kati na esobe, mokili oyo ekawuka mpe ezanga mayi.
Now that vine has been planted in a hot, dry desert.
14 Moto ebimi longwa na moko ya bitape na yango mpe etumbi mbuma na yango; ata etape moko te ya makasi etikalaki mpo na kosala lingenda ya bokonzi. › Yango nde ezali nzembo ya mawa mpe esengeli koyemba yango lokola nzembo ya mawa. »
A fire started to burn its stem, and then started to burn the branches and burned all the grapes. [Now] not [even] one strong branch remains; they will never become scepters for a king.’ That funeral song must be sung very sadly.”
