Mpitoriteny 12
1 Tiahio i nitsene azo an-tsan-kajalahi’o, aolo’ ty fivotraha’ o andron-kasotriañeo, naho ty hitotofa’ i taoñe hanoe’o ty hoe: Tsy mahafale ahiko irezay;
Yet remember thy Creator, in the days of thy vigour, —or ever come in, the days of discomfort, and the years arrive, in which thou shalt say—I have, in them, no pleasure;
2 aolo’ ty fañamaieñañe ty hazava’ i àndroy naho i volañey vaho o vasiañeo, naho ty fibaliha’ o rahoñeo ie fa añe i orañey;
Or ever be darkened—the sun, and the light, and the moon, and the stars, —and the clouds return after a downpour of rain;
3 amy andro hihondrahondrà’ o mpañambeñ’ anjombao, naho hibokobokoha’ ondaty maozatseo, naho hitroara’ o mpandisañeo amy t’ie tsy ampe, vaho mihamaieñe tsy hahaisaha’ ondaty mitilihitse amo lalan-kedeo;
In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the men of might bow themselves, —and the grinders cease because they are few, and they who look through the windows are darkened;
4 ie mirindriñe o lalam-ban-dalam-beio, naho migeongeoñe avao o vato fandisanañeo, naho mahatsekake ondaty ty feom-boroñe, vaho hene namptsiñeñe o anak’ ampela mpibekoo;
And the doors in the street be closed, when the sound of the mill become low, —and one rise at the chirp of a small bird, and low-voiced be all the daughters of song;
5 eka, mahahembañe ondatio te an-kaboañe ey, mirevendreveñe t’ie an-damoke eo; mikò-foty o mahabiboo, fe mikozozotse avao i valalay, vaho milesa i vahen’ amaloy; amy te migodañe mb’añ’akiba’e nainai’e mb’eo ondatio, ie midraidraitse an-dalañeo o mpandàlao;
Yea, at what is high, they be in fear, and there be, terrors, in the way, and the almond be rejected, and the grasshopper drag itself along, and desire perish, —for man is going to his age-abiding home, when the wailers shall go round in the streets;
6 aolo’ te tampake i fole volafotiy, naho foy i korobo volamenay, naho señak’ am-bava’ i vovoñey ty fitovy, naho nipozak’ an-kadaha eo i larom-pitarikey,
Or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, —or the bucket by the fountain be shivered, or the wheel at the well be broken;
7 naho mibalike mb’an-tane niboaha’e ao i debokey, vaho mimpoly mb’ aman’Andrianamboatse azey i kofòkey.
And the dust return to the earth, as it was, —and, the spirit, return unto God, who gave it.
8 Habibin-kakafoahañe izay, hoe t’i Mpañoke; kila kafoake.
Vanity of vanities, saith the Proclaimer, all, is vanity.
9 Tovo i hihi’ey, nanare’ i Mpañokey hilala ondatio, ie nandanja naho nañotsohotso vaho nañity razan-tsaontsy maro.
Besides that, the Proclaimer being wise, —still further taught knowledge unto the people, and weighed and searched, arranged proverbs in abundance.
10 Nitsoeke fisaontsy mahafale i Mpañokey, vaho nanokitse tsara-to am-palangesañe.
The Proclaimer sought to find out words giving delight, and to note down rightly, the words of truth.
11 Hoe fitsipoke ty fisaontsi’ o mahihitseo, toe fati-by soa oreñe o razan-drehakeo, o natolo’ i Mpiarak’ añondriio.
The words of the wise, are as goads, yea, as driven nails, their well-ordered sayings, —given from one shepherd.
12 Aa, le mitaoa ry anake amo mandikoatse irezaio, fa tsy ho modo ty fanoañe boke maro, vaho mahamamake o nofotseo ty halako-pihotsohotsoañe.
And besides, from them, my son, be admonished, —Of making many books, there is no end, and, much study, is a weariness of the flesh.
13 Ty figadoña’e, ie hene jinanjiñe: Mañeveña aman’Añahare, vaho ambeno o lili’eo; ho a’ ze kila ondaty izay.
The conclusion of the matter—the whole, let us hear, —Towards God, be reverent, and, his commandments, observe, for, this, [concerneth] all mankind.
14 Hendesen’ Añahare mb’an-jaka ze hene sata, ze he’e mietake, ndra t’ie soa ndra te raty.
For, every work, will God bring into judgment, with every hidden thing, —whether good, or evil.
