2 Samoela 1
1 Ie fa vilasy t’i Saole naho fa nimpoly amy fanjamana’e o nte-Amalekeoy t’i Davide, naho fa nitoboke roe andro e Tsiklage t’i Davide,
After the death of Saul, David returned from attacking the Amalekites. He stayed in Ziklag for two days.
2 le pok’eo amy andro faha-teloy ty lahilahy boak’ an-tobe’ i Saole añe niriatse iaby o siki’eo, naho deboke ty añ’ambone’e; aa ie niheo mb’ amy Davide mb’eo, le nibabok’ an-tane niambane ama’e.
Then on the third day a man arrived from Saul's camp. His clothes were torn and he had dust on his head. When he approached David, he bowed before him, and fell to the ground in respect.
3 Le hoe t’i Davide ama’e: Boak’aia v’iheo? le hoe re ama’e, Nipoliotse boak’ an-tobe’ Israele ao.
“Where have you come from?” David asked him. “I got away from the Israelite camp,” he replied.
4 Le hoe t’i Davide ama’e: Manao akore i rahay? Ehe talilio. Le hoe re, Nifandripak’ amy hotakotakey ondatio, naho maro t’indaty nihotrake vaho nivetrake; songa nihomake t’i Saole naho Ionatane ana’e.
“Tell me what happened,” David asked. “The army ran away from the battle,” the man replied. “Many of them died, and Saul and his son Jonathan also died.”
5 Le hoe t’i Davide amy ajalahy nitalily ama’ey: Akore ty ahafohina’o te nihomake t’i Saole naho Ionatane ana’ey?
“How do you know Saul and Jonathan died?” David asked the man giving the report.
6 Le hoe i ajalahy nitalily ama’ey: Izaho nitojeha’ an-kaboa’ i Gilboà eo, hehe te niato amy lefo’ey t’i Saole vaho nifanindry ama’e mafe o sarete naho mpiningi-tsoavalao.
“I just happened to be there on Mount Gilboa,” he replied. “I saw Saul, leaning on his spear, with the enemy chariots and the charioteers advancing on him.
7 Aa ie nitolike mañamboho le nioni’e iraho, naho nikoiha’e, vaho vinaliko ty hoe: Intoy iraho.
He turned around and saw me. He called out and I replied, ‘I'm here to help!’
8 Le hoe re tamako: Ia v’ iheo? le hoe ty natoiko: nte-Amaleke iraho.
He asked me, ‘Who are you?’ I told him, ‘I'm an Amalekite.’
9 Le hoe re tamako: Mijohaña añ’ ilako etoa, le vono, fa haoreañe ty mamihiñe ahy te mbe amako ty fiaiko.
Then he told me, ‘Please come over here and kill me! I'm in terrible agony but life is still hanging on.’
10 Aa le nijohañe añ’ ila’e eo iraho naho vinonoko fa niantofako ty hatò te tsy ho velon-dre ie fa nihotrake eo; aa le rinambeko i sabaka’e añ’ ambone’ey naho i ravak’ am-pità’eoy vaho naseseko mb’amy talèko mb’etoa.
So I went over him and killed him, because I knew that wounded as he was he couldn't last long. I took the crown from his head and his bracelet from his arm, and I've brought them here to you, my lord.”
11 Finetre’ i Davide amy zao o siki’eo vaho niriate’e; nanao izay iaby ondaty nindre ama’eo,
David grabbed hold of his clothes and ripped them, as did his men.
12 nangoihoy ty rovetse, nililitse am-para’ te haleñe ho a i Saole naho Ionatane ana’ey naho ondati’ Iehovào, vaho ho a i anjomba’ Israeley, ie fonga zinevom-pibara.
They mourned and cried and fasted until the evening for Saul and his son Jonathan, and for the army of the Lord, the Israelites, that had been killed by the sword.
13 Le hoe t’i Davide amy ajalahiy: Boak’ aia irehe? le hoe ty natoi’e: Ana-drenetane nte-Amaleke iraho.
David asked man who brought him the report, “Where are you from?” “I'm the son of a foreigner,” he replied “I'm an Amalekite.”
14 Le hoe t’i Davide ama’e: Aa vaho akore te ihe tsy nihembañe hañiti’ tañañe handrotsake i noriza’ Iehovày?
“Why weren't you worried about killing the Lord's anointed one?” David asked.
15 Kinanji’i Davide amy zao ty gaon-dahy, ami’ty hoe: Mb’eo kahe, iambotraho: Le vinono’e am-panjevoañe.
David called over one of his men and said, “Go ahead, kill him!” So the man cut the Amalekite down and killed him.
16 Le hoe t’i Davide ama’e: An-doha’o ty lio’o; fa nitalily azo ty vava’o ami’ty hoe: Izaho ty namono ty noriza’ Iehovà.
David had told the Amalekite, “Your death is your own fault because you testified against yourself when you said, ‘I killed the Lord's anointed one.’”
17 Nirovetse t’i Davide ami’ty fandalà’e i Saole naho i ana’e Ionatane,
Then David sang this lament for Saul and his son Jonathan.
18 vaho linili’e t’ie haoke amo ana’ Iehodao ty sabo atao ty hoe: I Faley. Ingo t’ie sinokitse am-boke’ Iasare ao:
He ordered it to be taught to the people of Judah. It is called “the Bow” and is recorded in the Book of the Just:
19 Fa zinamañe an-kaboañe ey ty hatsomerentsere’ Israele! Akore ty fikorovoha’ o fanalolahio!
“Israel, the glorious one lies dead on your mountains. How the mighty have fallen!
20 Ko talilieñe e Gate ao, ko tseizeñe an-damo’ i Askelone ey; tsy mone hirebeke o anak’ ampela o nte-Pilistioo hera handia taroba o anak’ ampela’ o tsy nisavareñeoo.
Don't announce it in the town of Gath, don't proclaim it in the streets of Ashkelon, so that the Philistine women won't rejoice, so that the heathen women won't celebrate.
21 O ry haboa’ i Giboà, ee t’ie tsy hivotrahan-jono ndra orañe, ndra teteke miregorego voa soa; amy te ao ty nañifihañe an-tsereheñe ty fikala’ o maozatseo, ty fikalan-defo’ i Saole, hoe t’ie tsy norizañ’ an-tsolike.
Mountains of Gilboa, may no dew or rain fall on you! May you have no fields that produce offerings of grain. For it was there that the shield of the mighty was defiled; Saul's shield, no longer cared for with olive oil.
22 Boak’ ami’ty lio’ o zinamañeo, naho ami’ty havondra’ o fatratseo tsy nivike ty fàle’ Ionatane, tsy nimpoly mañomaño ty fibara’ i Saole.
Jonathan with his bow did not retreat from attacking the enemy; Saul with his sword did not return empty-handed from shedding blood.
23 I Saole naho Ionatane, ty hatsomerentsere’e naho ty hamaràm-bintañe t’ie niveloñe, mbe nifampipiteke iereo te nihomake; nalisa ta ty vantioñe, naozatse ta ty liona.
During their lives, Saul and Jonathan were much loved and very pleasant, and death did not divide them. They were faster than eagles, stronger than lions.
24 O ry anak’ ampela’ Israele, mangololoiha ho a i Saole, i nampisikiñe anahareo mena naho ravoravo ila’ey, i nametake bange volamena an-tsaro’ areoy.
Women of Israel, mourn for Saul, who gave you fine scarlet clothes decorated with gold ornaments.
25 Akore te nitsingoritritse an-teñateñan-kotakotak’ ao o maozatseo! Zinevo an-kaboañe ey t’Ionatane!
How the mighty have fallen in battle! Jonathan lies dead on your mountains.
26 Mampioremeñe ahy rehe ry Ionatane rahalahiko; nifanjàka amako; fiain-tane ty fikokoa’o ahy, mandikoatse ty hatea’ ampela.
I weep so much for you, my brother Jonathan! You were so very dear to me! Your love for me was so wonderful, greater than the love women have!
27 Akore ty fihotraha’ o fanalolahio, nirotsake o haraom-pialiañeo.
How the mighty have fallen! The weapons of war are gone!”
