Omubuulizi 6
1 Waliwo ekibi ekirala kye ndabye wansi w’enjuba era kibuutikidde abantu.
Here was an evil, I had seen under the sun, —and it is, common, among men:
2 Katonda awa omuntu obugagga, n’amuwa ebintu ebingi awamu n’ekitiibwa, na buli mutima gwe kye gwetaaga n’akifuna; naye Katonda n’amumma okubisanyukiramu, kyokka omugwira n’ajja n’abisanyukiramu. Kino butaliimu era kya bubalagaze!
A man to whom God giveth riches and gains and honour, so that nothing doth he lack for his soul—of all that he craveth, and yet God doth not give him power to eat thereof, but, a man unknown, eateth it, —this, was vanity, and, an incurable evil, it was.
3 Omuntu ayinza okuba n’abaana kikumi, n’awangaala; bw’atasanyukira mu bugagga bwe, era n’ataziikwa mu kitiibwa, ne bw’aba ng’awangadde nnyo, omwana afiira mu lubuto ng’agenda okuzaalibwa amusingira wala.
Though a man should beget a hundred children, and live, many years, so that many should be the days of his years but, his own soul, should not be satisfied with the good, and he should not even have, a burial, I said, Better than he, is an untimely birth!
4 Omwana oyo ajja nga taliiko ky’amanyi n’agendera mu butamanya era n’erinnya lye ne libulira mu butamanya.
For, in vain, it came in, and, in darkness, it departeth, —and, with darkness, its name, is covered:
5 Newaakubadde talabye njuba, wadde okubaako ky’amanya, kyokka awummula bulungi okusinga omusajja oyo:
even the sun, it never saw, nor aught did it know, —more quietness, hath this than the other.
6 omusajja oyo ne bw’awangaala emyaka enkumi bbiri, naye n’atasanyukira mu bya bugagga bwe. Bombi tebalaga mu kifo kye kimu?
Even though one hath lived a thousand years twice told, yet, good, hath he not seen, —is it not, unto one place, that, all, are going?
7 Buli muntu ateganira mumwa gwe, naye tasobola kukkuta by’alina.
All the toil of man, is for his mouth, —though, even the desire, is not satisfied!
8 Kale omuntu omugezi asinga oyo omusirusiru? Omwavu bw’amanya okwefuga mu maaso g’abalala, agasibwa ki?
For what profit hath the wise man, over the dullard? What can, the poor man, know—so as to walk before the living?
9 Amaaso kye galaba kisinga olufulube lw’ebirowoozo. Era na kino nakyo butaliimu, na kugoberera mpewo.
Better what the eyes behold, than the wandering of desire, —even this, was vanity, and a feeding on wind.
10 Buli ekibaawo ky’ateekebwateekebwa dda, n’omuntu kyali kyamanyibwa, tewali muntu ayinza kulwana n’oyo amusinza amaanyi, n’amusobola.
Whatsoever one may be, long ago, was he called by his name, and it is known that it is—Son of Earth, —he cannot, therefore, contend with one stronger than he.
11 Ebigambo gye bikoma obungi, gye bikoma n’obutabaamu makulu; kale ekyo kigasa kitya omuntu?
Seeing there are things in abundance which make vanity abound, what profit hath man?
12 Kale ani amanyi ekirungi eri omuntu, mu nnaku ezo entono z’amala mu bulamu bwe obutaliimu, obuli ng’ekisiikirize? Ani wansi w’enjuba ayinza okutegeeza ekirimubaako ng’avudde mu bulamu buno?
For who knoweth what is good for a man throughout his life, for the number of the days of his life of vanity, seeing he will make them, like a shadow, —for who can tell a man, what shall be after him, under the sun?
