Zabbuli 137

1 Twatuula ku mabbali g’emigga gy’e Babulooni, ne tukaaba amaziga bwe twajjukira Sayuuni.

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

2 Ne tuwanika ennanga zaffe ku miti egyali awo.

On the willows in that land, we hung up our harps.

3 Abaatunyaga ne batulagira okuyimba, abaatubonyaabonya ne batulagira okusanyuka; nga bagamba nti, “Mutuyimbireyo lumu ku nnyimba za Sayuuni.”

For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

4 Tunaayimba tutya oluyimba lwa Mukama mu nsi eteri yaffe?

How can we sing the LORD’s song in a foreign land?

5 Bwe nnaakwerabiranga, ggwe Yerusaalemi, omukono gwange ogwa ddyo gukale!

If I forget you, Jerusalem, let my right hand forget its skill.

6 Olulimi lwange lwesibire waggulu w’ekibuno kyange singa nkwerabira, ggwe Yerusaalemi, ne sikulowoozaako okusinga ebintu ebirala byonna.

Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

7 Jjukira, Ayi Mukama, batabani ba Edomu kye baakola, ku lunaku Yerusaalemi lwe kyawambibwa; ne baleekaana nti, “Kisuule, kimalirewo ddala n’emisingi gyakyo.”

Remember, LORD, against the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem, who said, “Raze it! Raze it even to its foundation!”

8 Ggwe omuwala wa Babulooni, agenda okuzikirizibwa, yeesiimye oyo alikusasula ebyo nga naawe bye watukola.

Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, he will be happy who repays you, as you have done to us.

9 Yeesiimye oyo aliddira abaana bo n’ababetentera ku lwazi.

Happy shall he be, who takes and dashes your little ones against the rock.