Ayup 3
1 [Yette kündin] kéyin, Ayup éghiz échip [ehwaligha qarita] özining körüwatqan künige lenet oqup mundaq dédi: —
After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.
And this is what he said:
3 «Men tughulghan ashu kün bolmighan bolsa boptiken! «Oghul bala apiride boldi!» déyilgen shu kéche bolmighan bolsa boptiken!
“May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, ‘A boy is conceived.’
4 Shu künni zulmet qaplighan bolsa boptiken! Ershte turghan Tengri köz aldidin shu künni yoqitiwetken bolsa boptiken, Quyash nuri uning üstige chüshürülmise boptiken!
If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above disregard it; may no light shine upon it.
5 Shu künni qarangghuluq hem ölümning kölenggisi öz qoynigha alsa boptiken! Bulutlar uni yutup ketse boptiken, Shu künni kün qarangghulatquchilar qorqitip ketküziwetken bolsa boptiken!
May darkness and gloom reclaim it, and a cloud settle over it; may the blackness of the day overwhelm it.
6 Shu kechni — Zulmet tutup ketse boptiken; Shu kün yil ichidiki [bashqa] künler bilen bille shatlanmisa boptiken! Shu kün ayning bir küni bolup sanalmisa boptiken!
If only darkness had taken that night away! May it not appear among the days of the year; may it never be entered in any of the months.
7 Mana, shu kéchide tughut bolmisa boptiken! U kéchide héchqandaq shad-xuramliq awaz yangrimisa boptiken!
Behold, may that night be barren; may no joyful voice come into it.
8 Künlerge lenet qilghuchilar shu kün’ge lenet qilsa boptiken! Léwiatanni qozghashqa pétinalaydighanlar shu kün’ge lenet qilsa boptiken!
May it be cursed by those who curse the day — those prepared to rouse Leviathan.
9 Shu kün tang seherdiki yultuzlar qarangghulashsa boptiken! U kün quyash nurini bihude kütse boptiken! Shu kün sübhining qapaqlirining échilishini bihude kütse boptiken!
May its morning stars grow dark; may it wait in vain for daylight; may it not see the breaking of dawn.
10 Chünki shu kün méni kötürgen baliyatquning ishiklirini etmigen, Méning közlirimni derd-elemni körelmes qilmighan.
For that night did not shut the doors of the womb to hide the sorrow from my eyes.
11 Ah, némishqa anamning qorsiqidin chüshüpla ölüp ketmigendimen?! Némishqa qorsaqtin chiqqandila nepestin qalmighandimen?
Why did I not perish at birth; why did I not die as I came from the womb?
12 Némishqa méni qobul qilidighan étekler bolghandu? Némishqa méni émitidighan emchekler bolghandu?
Why were there knees to receive me, and breasts that I should be nursed?
13 Mushular bolmighan bolsa, undaqta men menggü tinch yétip qalattim, Menggülük uyqugha ketken bolattim, shu chaghda aram tapqan bolattim.
For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest
14 Shu chaghda özliri üchünla xilwet jaylargha mazar salghan yer yüzidiki padishahlar hem meslihetchiler bilen,
with kings and counselors of the earth, who built for themselves cities now in ruins,
15 Yaki altun yighqan, Öyliri kümüshke tolghan beg-shahzadiler bilen bolattim;
or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
16 Qorsaqtin mezgilsiz chüshüp ketken yoshurun balidek, Nurni körmey chachrap ketken balidek hayat kechürmigen bolattim.
Or why was I not hidden like a stillborn child, like an infant who never sees daylight?
17 Ashu yerde reziller awarichiliktin xaliy bolidu, Ashu yerde halidin ketkenler aram tapidu;
There the wicked cease from raging, and there the weary find rest.
18 Ashu yerde esirler rahette jem bolidu, Ular ezgüchilerning awazini anglimaydu;
The captives enjoy their ease; they do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
19 Ghériblarmu hem ulughlarmu ashu yerde turidu, Qul bolsa xojayinidin azad bolidu.
Both small and great are there, and the slave is freed from his master.
20 Japa tartquchigha néme dep nur bérilidu? Némishqa derd-elemge chömgenlerge hayat bérilidu?
Why is light given to the miserable, and life to the bitter of soul,
21 Ular teshnaliq bilen ölümni kütidu, Biraq u kelmeydu; Ular ölümni yoshurun göherni kézip izdigendinmu ewzel bilidu,
who long for death that does not come, and search for it like hidden treasure,
22 Ular görni tapqanda zor xushal bolup, Shad-xuramliqqa chömidu.
who rejoice and greatly exult when they can find the grave?
23 Öz yoli éniqsiz ademge, Yeni Tengrining tosiqi sélin’ghan ademge némishqa [nur we hayat] bérilidu?
Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
24 Shunga tamiqimning ornigha nalilirim kélidu; Méning qattiq peryadlirim sharqiratmidek sharqiraydu.
I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.
25 Chünki men del qorqqan wehshet öz béshimgha chüshti; Men del qorqidighan ish manga keldi.
For the thing I feared has overtaken me, and what I dreaded has befallen me.
26 Mende héch aramliq yoqtur! Hem héch xatirjem emesmen! Héch tinch-amanliqim yoqtur! Biraq parakendichilik haman üstümge chüshmekte!».
I am not at ease or quiet; I have no rest, for trouble has come.”
