Mpitoriteny 1
1 Ny tenin’ i Mpitoriteny, zanak’ i Davida, mpanjaka tany Jerosalema.
The words of the Preacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem.
2 Zava-poana dia zava-poana, hoy Mpitoriteny, zava-poana dia zava-poana, eny, zava-poana ny zavatra rehetra!
Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities! all is vanity.
3 Inona no soa azon’ ny olona amin’ ny fisasarany rehetra izay isasarany atỳ ambanin’ ny masoandro?
What profit hath man of all his labour wherewith he laboureth under the sun?
4 Lasa ny taranaka iray, ary mandimby kosa ny taranaka iray; fa ny tany mbola maharitra mandrakizay.
[One] generation passeth away, and [another] generation cometh, but the earth standeth for ever.
5 Ny masoandro koa miposaka ary ny masoandro milentika sady miriotra ho any amin’ ny fitoerana izay niposahany.
The sun also riseth, and the sun goeth down, and hasteth to its place where it ariseth.
6 Mianatsimo ny rivotra, dia mihodìna mianavaratra, mivezivezy mandrakariva izy ka miverimberina manodidina indray.
The wind goeth towards the south, and turneth about towards the north: it turneth about continually, and the wind returneth again to its circuits.
7 Ny renirano rehetra dia samy mankamin’ ny ranomasina, nefa tsy tondraka ny ranomasina; any amin’ izay falehan’ ny renirano ihany no iverenany indray.
All the rivers run into the sea, yet the sea is not full: unto the place whither the rivers go, thither they go again.
8 Maivana ny teny rehetra, ka tsy misy olona mahalaza; ny maso tsy mamo mijery, ary ny sofina tsy mamo mihaino.
All things are full of toil; none can express it. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.
9 Izay efa teo ihany no ho tonga indray, ary izay efa natao ihany no mbola hatao indray fa tsy misy zava-baovao akory atỳ ambanin’ ny masoandro.
That which hath been is that which shall be; and that which hath been done is that which will be done: and there is nothing new under the sun.
10 Raha misy zavatra azo lazaina hoe: He! ity no vaovao, dia ilay efa teo ela tany amin’ ny andro talohantsika ihany izany.
Is there a thing whereof it may be said, See, this is new? It hath been already in the ages which were before us.
11 Tsy misy fahatsiarovana ny taloha; ary ny ho avy koa dia tsy hotsarovan’ izay handimby azy.
There is no remembrance of former things; neither shall there be remembrance of things that are to come with those who shall live afterwards.
12 Izaho Mpitoriteny dia mpanjakan’ ny Isiraely tany Jerosalema;
I, the Preacher, was king over Israel in Jerusalem.
13 ary nampiasaiko ny foko mba hitady sy hikatsaka amim-pahendrena ny zavatra rehetra izay atao atỳ ambanin’ ny lanitra; asa mahareraka omen’ Andriamanitra hisasaran’ ny zanak’ olombelona izany.
And I applied my heart to seek and search out by wisdom concerning all that is done under the heavens: this grievous occupation hath God given to the children of men to weary themselves therewith.
14 Efa hitako ny zavatra rehetra izay atao atỳ ambanin’ ny masoandro; fa, indro, zava-poana sy misambo-drivotra foana izany rehetra izany.
I have seen all the works that are done under the sun, and behold, all is vanity and pursuit of the wind.
15 Ny meloka tsy mety tonga mahitsy; ary ny tsy ao tsy mba azo isaina.
That which is crooked cannot be made straight; and that which is wanting cannot be numbered.
16 Hoy izaho tamin’ ny foko: Indro, izaho nahazo fahendrena be dia be mihoatra noho izay rehetra talohako teto Jerosalema; eny, ny foko nahita ny fahendrena sy ny fahalalana betsaka.
I communed with mine own heart, saying, Lo, I have become great and have acquired wisdom more than all they that have been before me over Jerusalem; and my heart hath seen much of wisdom and knowledge.
17 Ary nampiasaiko ny foko hahalala fahendrena sy hahalala fahaverezan-tsaina sy fahadalana; dia fantatro fa misambo-drivotra foana koa izany,
And I applied my heart to the knowledge of wisdom, and to the knowledge of madness and folly: I perceived that this also is a striving after the wind.
18 satria izay be fahendrena dia be alahelo, ary izay mitombo fahalalana dia mitombo fahoriana.
For in much wisdom is much vexation, and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.
