Isaia 15
1 Faminaniana ny amin’ ny loza hanjo an’ i Moaba. Fa tamin’ ny indray alina no nandravana an’ i Ara-moaba, ka fongotra izy; Fa tamin’ ny indray alina no nandravana an’ i Kira-moaba, ka fongotra izy;
A message about Moab. The town of Ar in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a single night! The town of Kir in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a single night!
2 Miakatra ho ao amin’ ny tempoly sy ho ao Dibona ny olona, dia ao amin’ ny fitoerana avo, mba hitomany; any Nebo sy Medeba no idradradradran’ i Moaba; Mibory ny loha rehetra; Voaharatra ny somotra rehetra.
The people of Dibon go up to their temple to weep at its high places. The Moabites weep over the towns of Nebo and Medeba. Every head has been shaved, every beard has been cut off in mourning.
3 Eny an-dalambe dia misikìna lamba fisaonana izy; eny an-tampon-tranony sy eny an-kalalahana dia midradradradra avokoa izy, eny, mijohy ny ranomasony.
They wear sackcloth in their streets. On the rooftops and in the open squares they all weep, falling down crying.
4 Ary mitaraina Hesbona sy Elale, ka re hatrany Jahaza ny feony, ary noho izany dia miantso mafy ny miaramilan’ i Moaba, Mangovitra ny fanahiny ao anatiny.
The people of Heshbon and Elealeh cry out in sadness, their voices heard as far as Jahaz. That's why even the bravest soldiers of Moab shout—because they're so terrified.
5 Ny foko mitaraina noho ny amin’ i Moaba; Ny mandositra avy ao dia tonga hatrany Zoara sy Egleta-selisia; fa miakatra mitomany ao amin’ ny fiakarana Lohita izy sy midradradradra amin’ ny famoizam-po eny an-dalana mankany Horonaima.
I weep over Moab. Moabite refugees run all the way to Zoar and to Eglath-shelishiyah. Weeping they go up Luhith hill; crying for their destruction they walk along the road to Horonaim.
6 Fa Nimrima tsara rano dia tonga karankaina; maina ny ahitra, malazo ny zava-maniry, ka tsy misy zava-maitso intsony.
The waters of Nimrim have all dried up. The grass is withered, all the vegetation has disappeared—nothing green is left.
7 Ary amin’ izany ny harena be izay nohariny ny entany izay mbola voatahiriny dia entiny ho any am-pitan’ ny lohasahan-driaky ny hazomalahelo.
Everything they had gained, all their possessions, they have to carry across Willow River.
8 Fa ny fitarainany manodidina ny sisin’ i Moaba, re hatrany Eglaima ny fidradradradrany Eny, re hatrany Ber-elima ny fidradradradrany.
Their cry of grief echoes through the whole country of Moab; their wailing and mourning extends all the way from Eglaim to Beer-elim.
9 Fa ny ranon’ i Dimona dia feno rà; fa mbola hampiako ny loza manjo an’ i Dimona, dia liona handrapaka izay efa mandositra avy any Moaba, sy handany izay sisa amin’ ny tany.
River Dimon is full of blood, but I will bring more upon the town of Dimon—a lion to attack the Moabite refugees and those who are left in the country.
