Engero 26
1 Ng’omuzira bwe gutasaana mu biseera bya kusiga oba enkuba mu makungula, n’ekitiibwa bwe kitasaanira musirusiru.
As snow in summer, and as rain in harvest, so, unbecoming to a dullard is honour.
2 Ng’enkazaluggya ewabye, ng’akataayi akabuukabuuka, ekikolimo ekitasaanidde tekibaako kye kikola.
As a sparrow in wandering, as a swallow in flying, so, a causeless curse, shall not alight.
3 Embooko ya mbalaasi, n’olukoba lwa ndogoyi, n’omuggo gusaanira migongo gya basirusirusiru.
A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the back of dullards.
4 Toyanukulanga musirusiru ng’obusirusiru bwe, bwe buli, oleme kubeera nga ye.
Do not answer a dullard, according to his folly, lest, even thou thyself, become like him;
5 Omusirusiru omuddangamu ng’obusirusiru bwe, bwe buli, si kulwa nga yeerowooza nti mugezi.
Answer a dullard according to his folly, lest he become wise in his own eyes.
6 Omuntu atuma omusirusiru, aba ng’eyeetemyeko ebigere n’anywa obusungu.
One who cutteth off feet, one who drinketh down wrong, is he who sendeth a message by the hand of a dullard.
7 Ng’amagulu g’omulema bwe galengejja obulengezzi, bwe lutyo n’olugero bwe lubeera mu kamwa k’omusirusiru.
Useless are the legs of the lame, and a proverb, in the mouth of a dullard.
8 Ng’atadde ejjinja mu nvuumuulo bw’aba, n’oyo awa omusirusiru ekitiibwa bw’atyo bw’abeera.
Like tying a stone to a sling, so, is he that giveth honour, to a dullard.
9 Ng’eriggwa bwe lifumita mu mukono gw’omutamiivu, bwe lutyo n’olugero bwe lubeera mu kamwa k’abasirusiru.
A brier cometh into the hand of a drunken-man, a proverb into the mouth of dullards.
10 Ng’omulasi w’akasaale, amala galasa buli gw’asanze, bw’abeera bw’atyo apangisa omusirusiru oba omuyise yenna gw’asanze.
[As] an archer who woundeth every thing, [so] one who hireth a dullard, and a drunkard crossing the sea.
11 Ng’embwa bw’eddira ebisesemye by’ayo, bw’atyo bw’abeera omusirusiru adda mu nsobi ze.
As, a dog, returneth onto his own vomit, a dullard, repeateth his folly.
12 Olaba omuntu omugezi mu maaso ge ye? Omusirusiru alina essuubi okumusinga.
Thou hast seen a man wise in his own eye, —more hope of a dullard, than of him!
13 Omugayaavu agamba nti, “Mu kkubo eriyo empologoma, empologoma enkambwe eyita mu luguudo!”
Saith the sluggard, A roaring lion in the road! A tearing lion in the midst of the broadways.
14 Ng’oluggi bwe lukyukira ku ppata zaalwo, bw’atyo omugayaavu bw’akyukira ku kitanda kye.
The door, turneth on its hinges, and, the sluggard, upon his bed.
15 Omugayaavu akoza n’engalo ze mu kibya, naye olw’obunafu bwe n’atasobola kuzizza mu kamwa.
The sluggard burieth his hand in the dish, he is too lazy to bring it back to his mouth.
16 Omugayaavu alowooza nti mugezi, okusinga abantu omusanvu abaddamu ebibuuzo mu butuufu.
Wiser is the sluggard in his own eyes, than, seven persons, who can answer with judgment.
17 Ng’asika embwa amatu, omuyise bw’abeera eyeeyingiza mu luyombo olutali lulwe.
As he who layeth hold of the ears of a dog, is a passer-by, who giveth vent to his wrath over a quarrel, not his!
18 Ng’omulalu akasuka emmuli ez’omuliro oba obusaale obutta,
As a madman throwing firebrands, arrows and death,
19 bw’abeera omuntu alimba munne, n’agamba nti, “Mbadde nsaaga busaazi.”
So, is a man who deceiveth his neighbour, and saith, Was not, I, in sport?
20 Enku bwe zibula omuliro guzikira, awatali lugambo ennyombo ziggwaawo.
Without wood a fire is quenched, and, where there is no tattler, strife is hushed.
21 Ng’amanda ku gannaago agaliko omuliro, oba enku ku muliro, bw’abeera omusajja omuyombi mu kuwakula entalo.
Black coal to burning blocks, and wood to fire, so is a contentious man, for kindling strife.
22 Ebigambo by’omuntu ageya biri ng’emmere ewoomerera, bigenda mu bitundu by’omubiri eby’ewala.
the words of a tattler, are dainties, they, therefore go down into the chambers of the inner man.
23 Ng’ekintu eky’ebbumba ekibikkiddwako amasengere, bwe gibeera emimwa eminyiikivu egisibuka ku mutima omubi.
Dross silver overlaid upon earthenware, so are burning lips, with a mischievous heart:
24 Omuntu ow’enkwe alimbalimba n’emimwa gye naye ng’aterese obulimba mu mutima gwe.
With his lips, the hater dissembleth, but, within himself, he layeth up deceit:
25 Wadde nga by’ayogera bisanyusa, tomukkiririzaamu kubanga eby’emizizo musanvu bijjuza mu mutima gwe.
Though he make gracious his voice, do not trust him, for, seven abominations, are in his heart:
26 Enkwe ze ziyinza okubikkibwa mu kubuzaabuuza, naye obutali butuukirivu bwe buliggyibwayo mu lukuŋŋaana.
Hatred may clothe itself with guile, his wickedness shall be disclosed in the convocation.
27 Buli asima ekinnya y’alikigwamu, n’oyo aliyiringisa ejjinja gwe liriddira.
He that diggeth a pit, thereinto, shall fall, and, he that rolleth a stone, upon himself, shall it return.
28 Olulimi olulimba lukyawa abo be lufumita, n’akamwa akawaanawaana kaleeta okuzikirira.
A false tongue, hateth them who are crushed by it, and, a flattering mouth, worketh occasion of stumbling.
