Yeshaya 15
1 Moab toghrisida yüklen’gen wehiy; Halaketlik bir kechtila, Moabtiki Ar shehiri weyran qilinidu; Halaketlik bir kechtila, Moabtiki Kir shehiri yoq qilinidu;
The burden of Moab. Because in a night Ar of Moab was destroyed—It has been cut off, Because in a night Kir of Moab was destroyed—It has been cut off.
2 Yigha-zarlar kötürüsh üchün, Mana u butxanisigha, Dibon’gha, shundaqla [barliq] égizliklirige chiqti; Moab Nébo we Medeba sheherliri üchün peryad kötüridu; Hemme bashlar taqir körünidu, Jimiki saqallar késilip chüshürüldi.
He has gone up to Bajith and Dibon, The high places—to weep, Moab howls on Nebo and on Medeba, Baldness [is] on all its heads, every beard cut off.
3 Kochilarda ular böz kiyidu; Ögziliride, meydanlirida, herbir adem köz yashlirini yaghdurup peryad kötüridu.
In its out-places they girded on sackcloth, On its pinnacles, and in its broad places, Everyone howls—going down with weeping.
4 Heshbon’gha, Éléalah sheherlirige yigha olishidu, Awazliri Yahaz shehirigimu yétip baridu. Shunga Moabning eskerlirimu nida qilidu; Uning wujud-baghrini titrek basidu.
And Heshbon and Elealeh cry, Their voice has been heard to Jahaz, Therefore the armed ones of Moab shout, His life has been grievous to him.
5 Méning qelbimmu Moab üchün yigha-zar kötüridu; Ularning qachqunliri Zoargha hem Eglat-Shéli-Shijagha beder qachidu; Mana ular topliship, yighlighan péti Luhitqa chiqidighan dawan yoli bilen yuqirigha mangidu, Horonaimgha chüshidighan yolda turup halakettin nale-zar kötüridu.
My heart [is] toward Moab, Her fugitives cry to Zoar, a heifer of the third [year], For—the ascent of Luhith—He goes up in it with weeping, For in the way of Horonaim, They wake up a cry of destruction.
6 Chünki Nimrimdiki sular qurup kétidu, Ot-chöpler soliship, Gül-giyah tügep kétidu; Héch yap-yéshilliq qalmaydu.
For the waters of Nimrim are desolations, For the hay has been withered, The tender grass has been finished, There has not been a green thing.
7 Shunga ular bayliqliri, tapqan-terginini yighip «Terek wadisi»din ötmekchi bolidu;
Therefore the abundance he made, and their store, They carry to the Brook of the Willows.
8 Ularning kötürgen yighisi Moabning chégrasigha, Ahu-zarliri eglaimgha, Pighanliri Beer-élimgha yétidu.
For the cry has gone around the border of Moab, Its howling [is] to Eglaim, And its howling [is] to Beer-Elim.
9 Dimonning suliri qan’gha tolup kétidu, Chünki Dimonning üstige téximu köp balayi’apetni toplaymen; Chünki Moabning qachqunliri hem zéminida qalghanliriningmu üstige bir shirni ewetimen.
For the waters of Dimon have been full of blood, For I set additions on Dimon, A lion for the escaped of Moab, And for the remnant of Adamah!
