Ⱨekmǝt topliƣuqi 1
1 Yerusalemda padixaⱨ bolƣan, Dawutning oƣli «Ⱨekmǝt topliƣuqi»ning sɵzliri: —
These are the words of the Teacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem:
2 «Bimǝnilik üstigǝ bimǝnilik!» — dǝydu «Ⱨekmǝt topliƣuqi» — «Bimǝnilik üstigǝ bimǝnilik! Ⱨǝmmǝ ix bimǝniliktur!»
“Futility of futilities,” says the Teacher, “futility of futilities! Everything is futile!”
3 Ⱪuyax astida tartⱪan japaliridin insan nemǝ paydiƣa erixǝr?
What does a man gain from all his labor, at which he toils under the sun?
4 Bir dǝwr ɵtidu, yǝnǝ bir dǝwr kelidu; Biraⱪ yǝr-zemin mǝnggügǝ dawam ⱪilidu;
Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever.
5 Kün qiⱪidu, kün patidu; Wǝ qiⱪidiƣan jayƣa ⱪarap yǝnǝ aldirap mangidu.
The sun rises and the sun sets; it hurries back to where it rises.
6 Xamal jǝnubⱪa ⱪarap soⱪidu; Andin burulup ximalƣa ⱪarap soⱪidu; U aylinip-aylinip, Ⱨǝrdaim ɵz aylanma yoliƣa ⱪaytidu.
The wind blows southward, then turns northward; round and round it swirls, ever returning on its course.
7 Barliⱪ dǝryalar dengizƣa ⱪarap aⱪidu, biraⱪ dengiz tolmaydu; Dǝryalar ⱪaysi jayƣa aⱪⱪan bolsa, Ular yǝnǝ xu yǝrgǝ ⱪaytidu.
All the rivers flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full; to the place from which the streams come, there again they flow.
8 Barliⱪ ixlar japaƣa tolƣandur; Uni eytip tügǝtküqi adǝm yoⱪtur; Kɵz kɵrüxtin, Ⱪulaⱪ anglaxtin ⱨǝrgiz toymaydu.
All things are wearisome, more than one can describe; the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear content with hearing.
9 Bolƣan ixlar yǝnǝ bolidiƣan ixlardur; Ⱪilƣan ixlar yǝnǝ ⱪilinidu; Ⱪuyax astida ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ yengiliⱪ yoⱪtur.
What has been will be again, and what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.
10 «Mana, bu yengi ix» degili bolidiƣan ix barmu? U bǝribir bizdin burunⱪi dǝwrlǝrdǝ alliⱪaqan bolup ɵtkǝn ixlardur.
Is there a case where one can say, “Look, this is new”? It has already existed in the ages before us.
11 Burunⱪi ixlar ⱨazir ⱨeq ǝslǝnmǝydu; Wǝ kǝlgüsidǝ bolidiƣan ixlarmu ulardin keyin yaxaydiƣanlarning esigǝ ⱨeq kǝlmǝydu.
There is no remembrance of those who came before, and those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow after.
12 Mǝnki ⱨekmǝt topliƣuqi Yerusalemda Israilƣa padixaⱨ bolƣanmǝn;
I, the Teacher, was king over Israel in Jerusalem.
13 Mǝn danaliⱪ bilǝn asmanlar astida barliⱪ ⱪilinƣan ixlarni ⱪetirⱪinip izdǝxkǝ kɵngül ⱪoydum — Hulasǝm xuki, Huda insan balilirining ɵz-ɵzini bǝnd ⱪilip upritix üqün, ularƣa bu eƣir japani tǝⱪdim ⱪilƣan!
And I set my mind to seek and explore by wisdom all that is done under heaven. What a heavy burden God has laid upon the sons of men to occupy them!
14 Mǝn ⱪuyax astidiki barliⱪ ⱪilinƣan ixlarni kɵrüp qiⱪtim, — Mana, ⱨǝmmisi bimǝnilik wǝ xamalni ⱪoƣliƣandǝk ixtin ibarǝttur.
I have seen all the things that are done under the sun, and have found them all to be futile, a pursuit of the wind.
15 Əgrini tüz ⱪilƣili bolmas; Kǝmni toluⱪ dǝp saniƣili bolmas.
What is crooked cannot be straightened, and what is lacking cannot be counted.
16 Mǝn ɵz kɵnglümdǝ oylinip: «Mana, mǝn uluƣlinip, mǝndin ilgiri Yerusalem üstigǝ barliⱪ ⱨɵküm sürgǝnlǝrdin kɵp danaliⱪⱪa erixtim; mening kɵnglüm nurƣun danaliⱪ wǝ bilimgǝ erixti» — dedim.
I said to myself, “Behold, I have grown and increased in wisdom beyond all those before me who were over Jerusalem, and my mind has observed a wealth of wisdom and knowledge.”
17 Xuning bilǝn danaliⱪni bilixkǝ, xuningdǝk tǝlwilik wǝ ǝhmiⱪanilikni bilip yetixkǝ kɵngül ⱪoydum; muxu ixnimu xamal ⱪoƣliƣandǝk ix dǝp bilip yǝttim.
So I set my mind to know wisdom and madness and folly; I learned that this, too, is a pursuit of the wind.
18 Qünki danaliⱪning kɵp boluxi bilǝn azab-oⱪubǝtmu kɵp bolidu; bilimini kɵpǝytküqining dǝrd-ǝlimimu kɵpiydu.
For with much wisdom comes much sorrow, and as knowledge grows, grief increases.
