Ⱨekmǝt topliƣuqi 12
1 Əmdi yaman künlǝr bexingƣa qüxmigüqǝ, xundaⱪla sǝn: «Bulardin ⱨeq ⱨuzurum yoⱪtur» degǝn yillar yeⱪinlaxmiƣuqǝ yaxliⱪingda Yaratⱪuqingni esingdǝ qing tut;
Remember your Creator in the days of your youth, before the time of affliction arrives and the years draw near, about which you will say, “These do not please me.”
2 ⱪuyax, yoruⱪluⱪ, ay wǝ yultuzlar ⱪarangƣulixip, yamƣurdin keyin bulutlar ⱪaytip kǝlmigüqǝ uni esingdǝ tutⱪin.
Before the sun, and the light, and the moon, and the stars are darkened and the clouds return after the rain,
3 Xu küni «ɵyning kɵzǝtqiliri» titrǝp ketidu; palwanlar egilidu, ǝzgüqilǝr azliⱪidin tohtap ⱪalidu, derizilǝrdin sirtⱪa ⱪarap turƣuqilar ƣuwalixip ketidu;
when the guardians of the house will tremble, and the strongest men will waver, and those who grind grain will be idle, except for a small number, and those who look through the keyholes will be darkened.
4 koqiƣa ⱪaraydiƣan ixiklǝr etilidu; tügmǝnning awazi pǝsiydu, kixilǝr ⱪuxlarning awazini anglisila qɵqüp ketidu, «nahxiqi ⱪizlar»ning sayraxliri sus anglinidu;
And they will close the doors to the street, when the voice of he who grinds the grain will be humbled, and they will be disturbed at the sound of a flying thing, and all the daughters of song shall become deaf.
5 kixilǝr egizdin ⱪorⱪidu, koqilarda wǝⱨimilǝr bar dǝp ⱪorⱪup yüridu; badam dǝrihi qiqǝklǝydu; qekǝtkǝ adǝmgǝ yük bolidu, xindir mewisi solixidu; qünki insan mǝnggülük makaniƣa ketidu wǝ xuning bilǝn tǝng, matǝm tutⱪuqilar koqida aylinip yüridu;
Likewise, they will fear the things above them, and they will dread the way. The almond tree will flourish; the locust will be fattened; and the caper plant will be scattered, because man shall go into the house of his eternity, and the mourners shall wander around in the street.
6 kümüx tana üzülgüqǝ, altun qinǝ qeⱪilƣuqǝ, aptuwa bulaⱪ yenida parǝ-parǝ bolƣuqǝ, ⱪuduⱪtiki qaⱪ kardin qiⱪⱪuqǝ,
Before the silver cord is broken, and the golden band pulls away, and the pitcher is crushed over the fountain, and the wheel is broken above the cistern,
7 topa-qang ǝsli tupraⱪⱪa ⱪaytⱪuqǝ, roⱨ ɵzini bǝrgǝn Hudaƣa ⱪaytⱪuqǝ — Uni esingdǝ tutⱪin!
and the dust returns to its earth, from which it was, and the spirit returns to God, who granted it.
8 Bimǝnilik üstigǝ bimǝnilik!» — dǝydu ⱨekmǝt topliƣuqi — «Bimǝnilik üstigǝ bimǝnilik! Ⱨǝmmǝ ix bimǝniliktur!»
Vanity of vanities, said Ecclesiastes, and all is vanity!
9 Xuningdǝk, ⱨekmǝt topliƣuqi dana bolupla ⱪalmastin, u yǝnǝ hǝlⱪⱪǝ bilim ɵgitǝtti; u oylinip, kɵp pǝnd-nǝsiⱨǝtlǝrni taraziƣa selip, rǝtlǝp qiⱪti.
And since Ecclesiastes was very wise, he taught the people, and he described what he had accomplished. And while searching, he composed many parables.
10 Ⱨekmǝt topliƣuqi yeⱪimliⱪ sɵzlǝrni tepixⱪa intilgǝn; uxbu yezilƣini bolsa durus, ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝt sɵzliridin ibarǝttur.
He sought useful words, and he wrote most righteous words, which were full of truth.
11 Dana kixining sɵzliri zihⱪa ohxaydu, ularning yiƣindisi qing bekitilgǝn mihtǝktur. Ular Birla Padiqi tǝripidin berilgǝndur.
The words of the wise are like a goad, and like nails deeply fastened, which, through the counsel of teachers, are set forth by one pastor.
12 Uning üstigǝ, i oƣlum, bulardin sirt ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ yezilƣanlardin pǝhǝs bol; qünki kɵp kitablarning yezilixining ayiƣi yoⱪ, xuningdǝk kɵp ɵginix tǝnni upritidu.
You should require no more than this, my son. For there is no end to the making of many books. And excessive study is an affliction to the flesh.
13 Biz pütün ixⱪa diⱪⱪǝt ⱪilayli; Hudadin ⱪorⱪⱪin wǝ uning ǝmr-pǝrmanliriƣa ǝmǝl ⱪilƣin; qünki bu insanning toluⱪ mǝjburiyitidur;
Let us all listen together to the end of the discourse. Fear God, and observe his commandments. This is everything for man.
14 qünki adǝm ⱪilƣan ⱨǝrbir ix, jümlidin barliⱪ mǝhpiy ixlar, yahxi bolsun, yaman bolsun, Huda ularning soriⱪini ⱪilidu.
And so, for all that is done and for each error, God will bring judgment: whether it was good or evil.
