Yoo'Eel 1
1 Kanu waa Eraygii Rabbiga oo u yimid Yoo'eel ina Fetuu'eel.
The word of the Lord which came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
2 Odayaashow, kan maqla, oo dadka dalka degganow, dhammaantiin dhegta u dhiga. War tanu ma waxay dhacday wakhtigiinnii mase wakhtigii awowayaashiin?
Give ear to this, you old men, and take note, you people of the land. Has this ever been in your days, or in the days of your fathers?
3 Haddaba idinku carruurtiinna u sheega, oo carruurtiinnuna carruurtooda ha u sii sheegeen, oo carruurtooduna qarni kale ha u sii sheegeen.
Give the story of it to your children, and let them give it to their children, and their children to another generation.
4 Wixii koronkorrada ka hadhay ayax baa cunay, oo wixii ayaxa ka hadhayna laddaa baa cunay, oo wixii laddaaga ka hadhayna diir baa cuntay.
What the worm did not make a meal of, has been taken by the locust; and what the locust did not take, has been food for the plant-worm; and what the plant-worm did not take, has been food for the field-fly.
5 Kuwiinna sakhraamiinta ahow, toosa, oo ooya, kuwiinna khamriga cabta oo dhammow, khamrigii macaanaa aawadiis u baroorta, waayo, waa idinka go'ay.
Come out of your sleep, you who are overcome with wine, and give yourselves to weeping; give cries of sorrow, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it has been cut off from your mouths.
6 Waayo, dalkaygii waxaa ku soo kacay quruun xoog badan oo aan tiro lahayn, oo ilkahoodu waa sida ilko libaax oo kale, oo waxay leeyihiin miciyo gool libaax oo kale.
For a nation has come up over my land, strong and without number; his teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he has the back teeth of a great lion.
7 Geedahaygii canabka ahaa way baabbi'iyeen, oo dhirtaydii berdaha ahaydna way diirteen, wayna mudhxiyeen oo kala tuurtuureen, oo laamahoodiina waa qayax cad.
By him my vine is made waste and my fig-tree broken: he has taken all its fruit and sent it down to the earth; its branches are made white.
8 Haddaba u musannaaba sidii gabadh joonyad xidhatay oo u barooranaysa arooskeedii ka dhintay.
Make sounds of grief like a virgin dressed in haircloth for the husband of her early years.
9 Qurbaankii hadhuudhka iyo qurbaankii cabniinku waa ka go'een gurigii Rabbiga, oo wadaaddada ah Rabbiga midiidinnadiisa way barooranayaan.
The meal offering and the drink offering have been cut off from the house of the Lord; the priests, the Lord's servants, are sorrowing.
10 Beertii way ba'day oo dhulkii wuu barooranayaa, waayo, hadhuudhkii wuu baabba'ay, oo khamrigii cusbaana waa engegay, oo saliiddiina way cidlaanaysaa.
The fields are wasted, the land has become dry; for the grain is wasted, the new wine is kept back, the oil is poor.
11 Kuwiinna beerreyda ahow, isku naxa, oo kuwiinna beeraha canabka ah ka shaqeeyow, u ooya sarreenka iyo shiciirka aawadood, waayo, beerta midhaheedii way baabbe'een.
The farmers are shamed, the workers in the vine-gardens give cries of grief, for the wheat and the barley; for the produce of the fields has come to destruction.
12 Canabkii wuu engegay, oo berdihiina wuu dhaday, oo geedkii rummaanka, iyo geedkii timirta, iyo geedkii tufaaxa, iyo xataa dhirtii berrinka ku tiil oo dhammu way wada engegeen, oo farxaddiina way ka dhammaatay binu-aadmiga.
The vine has become dry and the fig-tree is feeble; the pomegranate and the palm-tree and the apple-tree, even all the trees of the field, are dry: because joy has gone from the sons of men.
13 Kuwiinna wadaaddada ahow, joonyado guntada oo ooya, oo kuwiinna meesha allabariga ka adeegow, baroorta. Ilaahayga midiidinnadiisow, kaalaya oo habeenka oo dhan joonyado ku jiifa, waayo, qurbaankii hadhuudhka iyo qurbaankii cabniinkaba waa laga joojiyey gurigii Ilaahiinna.
Put haircloth round you and give yourselves to sorrow, you priests; give cries of grief, you servants of the altar: come in, and, clothed in haircloth, let the night go past, you servants of my God: for the meal offering and the drink offering have been kept back from the house of your God.
14 Haddaba soon naadiya, oo shir ku dhawaaqa, oo soo wada ururiya odayaasha iyo dadka dalka deggan oo dhan, oo waxaad isugu keentaan guriga Rabbiga Ilaahiinna ah, oo markaas Rabbiga u qayshada.
Let a time be fixed for going without food, have a holy meeting, let the old men, even all the people of the land, come together to the house of the Lord your God, crying out to the Lord.
15 Waxaa hoogtay maalintaas! Waayo, maalintii Rabbigu way soo dhow dahay, oo waxay u imanaysaa sida halligaad ka timid xagga Ilaaha Qaadirka ah.
Sorrow for the day! for the day of the Lord is near, and as destruction from the Ruler of all it will come.
16 War cuntadii sow kama go'in indhahayaga hortooda, farxaddii iyo rayrayntiina sow kama baabbi'in gurigii Ilaahayaga?
Is not food cut off before our eyes? joy and delight from the house of our God?
17 Abuurkii la beeray wuxuu ku qalalay ciidda hoosteeda, oo maqsinnadiina way baabbe'een, oo bakhaarradiina waa la dumiyey, maxaa yeelay, hadhuudhkii baa qalalay.
The grains have become small and dry under the spade; the store-houses are made waste, the grain-stores are broken down; for the grain is dry and dead.
18 Xayawaanku aad iyo aad bay u cabaadaan, oo sofyada lo'da ahu waxay la welwelsan yihiin daaqla'aan, oo xataa xeryaha idaha ahu waa dhibaataysan yihiin.
What sounds of pain come from the beasts! the herds of cattle are at a loss because there is no grass for them; even the flocks of sheep are no longer to be seen.
19 Rabbiyow, adigaan kuu qayshanayaa, waayo, dab baa laastay daaqii cidlada, oo dhirtii duurka ku tiilna olol baa wada gubay.
O Lord, my cry goes up to you: for fire has put an end to the grass-lands of the waste, and all the trees of the field are burned with its flame.
20 Haddaba xayawaankii duurku biyahay kaa doonayaan, waayo, durdurradii biyuhu way engegeen, oo daaqii cidladana dab baa laastay.
The beasts of the field are turning to you with desire: for the water-streams are dry and fire has put an end to the grass-lands of the waste.
