Salamo 137

1 Tañ’olon-tsaka e Bavele eo, ty nitoboha’ay naho nirovetse, t’ie nahatiahy i Tsiône.

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

2 Amo sohihy añivo’eo ty nandradoradoa’ay o marovani’aio,

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

3 Teo ty nihalalia’ o mpanese anaio sabo, naho nipaia’ o mpampisoañ’ anaio rebeke, ami’ty hoe: Isabò o sabo’ i Tsiôneo.

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 Aa vaho akore ty hisaboentika ty sabo’ Iehovà an-tanen’ ambahiny atoy?

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

5 Naho haliñoko irehe ry Ierosalaime, le angao ho kombimba ty sirako havana.

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

6 Adono hipitek’ ami’ty lañilañiko ty lelako, naho tsy mahatiahy azo iraho, lehe tsy aonjoko ambone’ ze mahafale ahiko iaby t’Ierosalaime.

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

7 Tiahio ry Iehovà ty kabò’o amo nte Edomeo tañ’andro’ Ierosalaime: Rotsaho! hoe iereo, akoromaho pak’amo mananta’eo!

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

8 Ry anak-ampela’ i Bavele, harotsake irehe, haha ty hañavak’azo amy nañondroha’o ama’aio.

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

9 Fale ty handrambe o anak’ajaja’oo, handretsake iareo an-damilamy eo.

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