Ezayi 21
1 Maloba na Yawe na tina na esobe ya ebale monene: Ndenge mopepe makasi elekaka na somo na Negevi, monguna moko azali koya wuta na esobe, wuta na mokili moko ya somo.
This is the burden against the Desert by the Sea: Like whirlwinds sweeping through the Negev, an invader comes from the desert, from a land of terror.
2 Namonaki emoniseli moko ya somo: Moteki baninga azali koteka baninga, mobebisi azali kobebisa. Elami, bundisa bango! Medi, zingela bango! Nakosukisa kolela nyonso oyo ayeisaki na bato.
A dire vision is declared to me: “The traitor still betrays, and the destroyer still destroys. Go up, O Elam! Lay siege, O Media! I will put an end to all her groaning.”
3 Yango wana, loketo na ngai ekomi na pasi, pasi moko ya makasi penza ekangi ngai lokola mwasi oyo azali na pasi ya kobota. Makambo oyo nazali koyoka ezali kopesa ngai somo, mpe oyo nazali komona ezali kosilisa ngai mayele.
Therefore my body is filled with anguish. Pain grips me, like the pains of a woman in labor. I am bewildered to hear, I am dismayed to see.
4 Motema na ngai ezali kobeta noki-noki, nakomi kolenga na somo, mwa malili ya pokwa oyo nazelaka na esengo ekomeli ngai somo makasi.
My heart falters; fear makes me tremble. The twilight of my desire has turned to horror.
5 Mesa ebongisami, batandi bilamba ya mesa, bazali kolia mpe komela! Bino bakonzi ya basoda, bopakola banguba na bino mafuta!
They prepare a table, they lay out a carpet, they eat, they drink! Rise up, O princes, oil the shields!
6 Tala liloba oyo Nkolo alobi na ngai: « Kende, tia mokengeli; mpe tika ete aloba makambo oyo akomona.
For this is what the Lord says to me: “Go, post a lookout and have him report what he sees.
7 Soki amoni shar oyo bampunda mibale ezali kobenda, basoda oyo batambolaka likolo ya bampunda, bamoko bamati likolo ya ba-ane, bamosusu bamati likolo ya bashamo, tika ete asala keba, asala keba penza! »
When he sees chariots with teams of horsemen, riders on donkeys, riders on camels, he must be alert, fully alert.”
8 Boye, mokengeli agangaki lokola nkosi: « Nkolo, mokolo mobimba, natelemaka na likolo ya ndako molayi ya kokengela; mpe butu nyonso, natikalaka kaka se wana.
Then the lookout shouted: “Day after day, my lord, I stand on the watchtower; night after night I stay at my post.
9 Tala, moto moko azali koya awa na shar, oyo bampunda mibale ezali kobenda. Azongisaki eyano: ‹ Babiloni esili kokweya, ekweyi solo! Banzambe na yango nyonso ya bikeko elali-lali mpe epanzani na mabele! › »
Look, here come the riders, horsemen in pairs.” And one answered, saying: “Fallen, fallen is Babylon! All the images of her gods lie shattered on the ground!”
10 Oh bato na ngai, babeti bino ndenge batutaka ble na libanda! Nazali koyebisa bino makambo oyo nayokaki wuta epai na Yawe, Mokonzi ya mampinga, wuta epai ya Nzambe ya Isalaele.
O my people, crushed on the threshing floor, I tell you what I have heard from the LORD of Hosts, the God of Israel.
11 Maloba na Yawe na tina na Duma. Moto moko azali kobelela Ngai wuta Seiri: « Mokengeli, olobi nini mpo na butu? Mokengeli olobi nini mpo na butu? »
This is the burden against Dumah: One calls to me from Seir, “Watchman, what is left of the night? Watchman, what is left of the night?”
12 Mokengeli azongisaki: Tongo elingi kotana, kasi butu mpe elingi koya. Soki bolingi kotuna mituna, botuna; bongo bozonga mpe boya lisusu.
The watchman replies, “Morning has come, but also the night. If you would inquire, then inquire. Come back yet again.”
13 Maloba na Yawe mpo na kotelemela Arabi: Oh bino bato ya mombongo ya Dedani, bokolala na esobe ya Arabi.
This is the burden against Arabia: In the thickets of Arabia you must lodge, O caravans of Dedanites.
14 Bopesa mayi na moto oyo azali na posa ya mayi; bino bavandi ya mokili ya Tema, bopesa bilei na bato oyo bazali kokima bitumba.
Bring water for the thirsty, O dwellers of Tema; meet the refugees with food.
15 Pamba te bazali nde kokima mopanga, mopanga oyo babimisi na ebombelo na yango, bazali nde kokima tolotolo oyo etelemi makasi mpe bitumba ya makasi.
For they flee from the sword— the sword that is drawn— from the bow that is bent, and from the stress of battle.
16 Tala liloba oyo Nkolo alobaki na ngai: « Etikali kaka mobu moko, ndenge batangaka mikolo ya mowumbu, nkembo nyonso ya Kedari ekosuka.
For this is what the Lord says to me: “Within one year, as a hired worker would count it, all the glory of Kedar will be gone.
17 Bongo, ekotikala kaka mwa ndambo moke ya basoda oyo babundaka na matolotolo mpe ya basoda ya mpiko kati na Kedari, » elobi Yawe, Nzambe ya Isalaele.
The remaining archers, the warriors of Kedar, will be few.” For the LORD, the God of Israel, has spoken.
