Ayuub 39
1 War miyaad taqaan markay ri'dibadeedda qarka joogta dhasho? Miyaadse arki kartaa markay deerooyinku dhalaan?
“Do you know when mountain goats give birth? Have you watched the doe bear her fawn?
2 Miyaad tirin kartaa bilaha sidkoodu ku buuxsamo? Miyaadse taqaan wakhtiga ay dhalaan?
Can you count the months they are pregnant? Do you know the time they give birth?
3 Intay arruntaan ayay ubadkooda dhalaan, Oo fooshoodana way iska saaraan.
They crouch down and bring forth their young; they deliver their newborn.
4 Oo ubadkooda yaryaruna way kobcaan, oo waxay ku koraan berrin bannaan, Oo intay baxaan ayaanay mar dambe soo noqon.
Their young ones thrive and grow up in the open field; they leave and do not return.
5 Bal yaa dameerdibadeedka xoreeyey? Yaase dameerdibadeedka xadhkihiisii ka furay?
Who set the wild donkey free? Who released the swift donkey from the harness?
6 Kaas gurigiisa waxaan ka dhigay cidlada, Oo rugtiisuna waa dalka cusbada.
I made the wilderness his home and the salt flats his dwelling.
7 Magaalada buuqeeda wuu quudhsadaa, Oo kexeeyaha qayladiisana ma maqlo.
He scorns the tumult of the city and never hears the shouts of a driver.
8 Xidhiidhka buurahu waa daaqiisa, Oo wuxuu raadiyaa wax kasta oo cagaar ah.
He roams the mountains for pasture, searching for any green thing.
9 Dibidibadeedku miyuu raalli ku noqon doonaa inuu kuu adeego? Miyuuse qabaalka xeradaada ku ag hoyan doonaa?
Will the wild ox consent to serve you? Will he stay by your manger at night?
10 Dibidibadeedka miyaad xadhko ku xidhi kartaa si uu beerta u qodo? Miyuuse dooxooyinka kaa daba hagaajin?
Can you hold him to the furrow with a harness? Will he plow the valleys behind you?
11 Xooggiisa badan daraaddiis miyaad isugu hallaynaysaa? Hawshaadase ma isagaad u daynaysaa?
Can you rely on his great strength? Will you leave your hard work to him?
12 Ma waxaad isaga ugu kalsoon tahay inuu midhahaaga guriga keeno, Oo uu kuu soo urursho hadhuudhka goobkaaga wax lagu tumo?
Can you trust him to bring in your grain and gather it to your threshing floor?
13 Gorayada garabkeedu farxad buu la ruxmadaa, Laakiinse garbaheeda iyo baalasheedu ma wax bay u roon yihiin?
The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, but cannot match the pinions and feathers of the stork.
14 Waayo, iyadu ugaxdeeda waxay kaga tagtaa dhulka dushiisa, Oo ciidday ku diirisaa,
For she leaves her eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand.
15 Oo waxay illowdaa inay cagtu burburinayso, Iyo inuu dugaaggu ku tumanayo.
She forgets that a foot may crush them, or a wild animal may trample them.
16 Waxay ku adkaataa dhasheeda, sidii iyagoo aan kuweedii ahayn, Oo in kastoo ay waxtarla'aan u hawshooto haddana iyadu cabsi ma qabto,
She treats her young harshly, as if not her own, with no concern that her labor was in vain.
17 Maxaa yeelay, Ilaah baa iyada xigmad u diiday, Oo waxgarashona ma uu siin.
For God has deprived her of wisdom; He has not endowed her with understanding.
18 Oo markay kor isu qaaddo inay carartona, Waxay quudhsataa faraska iyo kii fuushanba.
Yet when she proudly spreads her wings, she laughs at the horse and its rider.
19 War ma adigaa faraska xooggiisa siiyey? Surkiisase ma adigaa guudka ruxma huwiyey?
Do you give strength to the horse or adorn his neck with a mane?
20 War ma adigaa ka dhigay inuu sida ayaxa u boodo? Haybadda bururufta sankiisu way cabsi badan tahay.
Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting?
21 Dooxaduu qoobka ku garaacaa, oo xooggiisuu ku reyreeyaa, Oo intuu baxo ayuu ka hor tagaa ragga hubka sita.
He paws in the valley and rejoices in his strength; he charges into battle.
22 Cabsida wuu ku qoslaa, oo ma uu baqo, Oo seeftana dib ugama noqdo.
He laughs at fear, frightened of nothing; he does not turn back from the sword.
23 Korkiisa waxaa ka sanqadha gabooye, Iyo waran birbirqaya iyo hoto.
A quiver rattles at his side, along with a flashing spear and lance.
24 Isagu dhulkuu ku liqaa gariir iyo cadho, Oo buunka codkiisa hadduu maqlona ma istaago.
Trembling with excitement, he devours the distance; he cannot stand still when the ram’s horn sounds.
25 Oo mar alla markii buunku dhawaaqo ayuu "Haw" yidhaahdaa, Oo meel fog ayuu dagaalka ka uriyaa, Wuxuuna maqlaa saraakiisha qayladooda onkodaysa iyo hugunka.
At the blast of the horn, he snorts with fervor. He catches the scent of battle from afar— the shouts of captains and the cry of war.
26 Haadka adagu ma xigmaddaaduu kor ugu duulaa? Garbihiisase xagga koonfureed ma u fidiyaa?
Does the hawk take flight by your understanding and spread his wings toward the south?
27 Baqalyaduse ma amarkaagay kor ugu duushaa? Oo ma saasay buulkeeda meelaha sarsare uga dhisataa?
Does the eagle soar at your command and make his nest on high?
28 Waxay ku hoyataa qarka dheer korkiisa, oo hoygeeduna halkaasuu ku yaal, Xagga qarka dheer dhaladiisa, iyo meesha adag dusheeda.
He dwells on a cliff and lodges there; his stronghold is on a rocky crag.
29 Oo iyadoo halkaas joogta ayay ugaadh ka fiirsataa, Oo indhaheeduna meel fog bay wax ka arkaan.
From there he spies out food; his eyes see it from afar.
30 Dhasheeda yaryaru dhiig bay nuugaan, Oo iyana waxay joogtaa hadba meeshii raqu taal.
His young ones feast on blood; and where the slain are, there he is.”
