Yǝxaya 15
1 Moab toƣrisida yüklǝngǝn wǝⱨiy; Ⱨalakǝtlik bir kǝqtila, Moabtiki Ar xǝⱨiri wǝyran ⱪilinidu; Ⱨalakǝtlik bir kǝqtila, Moabtiki Kir xǝⱨiri yoⱪ ⱪilinidu;
A message about Moab. The town of Ar in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a single night! The town of Kir in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a single night!
2 Yiƣa-zarlar kɵtürüx üqün, Mana u buthanisiƣa, Dibonƣa, xundaⱪla [barliⱪ] egizliklirigǝ qiⱪti; Moab Nebo wǝ Mǝdǝba xǝⱨǝrliri üqün pǝryad kɵtüridu; Ⱨǝmmǝ baxlar taⱪir kɵrünidu, Jimiki saⱪallar kesilip qüxürüldi.
The people of Dibon go up to their temple to weep at its high places. The Moabites weep over the towns of Nebo and Medeba. Every head has been shaved, every beard has been cut off in mourning.
3 Koqilarda ular bɵz kiyidu; Ɵgziliridǝ, mǝydanlirida, ⱨǝrbir adǝm kɵz yaxlirini yaƣdurup pǝryad kɵtüridu.
They wear sackcloth in their streets. On the rooftops and in the open squares they all weep, falling down crying.
4 Ⱨǝxbonƣa, Elealaⱨ xǝⱨǝrlirigǝ yiƣa olixidu, Awazliri Yaⱨaz xǝⱨirigimu yetip baridu. Xunga Moabning ǝskǝrlirimu nida ⱪilidu; Uning wujud-baƣrini titrǝk basidu.
The people of Heshbon and Elealeh cry out in sadness, their voices heard as far as Jahaz. That's why even the bravest soldiers of Moab shout—because they're so terrified.
5 Mening ⱪǝlbimmu Moab üqün yiƣa-zar kɵtüridu; Ularning ⱪaqⱪunliri Zoarƣa ⱨǝm Əglat-Xeli-Xijaƣa bǝdǝr ⱪaqidu; Mana ular toplixip, yiƣliƣan peti Luⱨitⱪa qiⱪidiƣan dawan yoli bilǝn yuⱪiriƣa mangidu, Ⱨoronaimƣa qüxidiƣan yolda turup ⱨalakǝttin nalǝ-zar kɵtüridu.
I weep over Moab. Moabite refugees run all the way to Zoar and to Eglath-shelishiyah. Weeping they go up Luhith hill; crying for their destruction they walk along the road to Horonaim.
6 Qünki Nimrimdiki sular ⱪurup ketidu, Ot-qɵplǝr solixip, Gül-giyaⱨ tügǝp ketidu; Ⱨeq yap-yexilliⱪ ⱪalmaydu.
The waters of Nimrim have all dried up. The grass is withered, all the vegetation has disappeared—nothing green is left.
7 Xunga ular bayliⱪliri, tapⱪan-tǝrginini yiƣip «Tǝrǝk wadisi»din ɵtmǝkqi bolidu;
Everything they had gained, all their possessions, they have to carry across Willow River.
8 Ularning kɵtürgǝn yiƣisi Moabning qegrasiƣa, Aⱨu-zarliri ǝglaimƣa, Piƣanliri Bǝǝr-elimƣa yetidu.
Their cry of grief echoes through the whole country of Moab; their wailing and mourning extends all the way from Eglaim to Beer-elim.
9 Dimonning suliri ⱪanƣa tolup ketidu, Qünki Dimonning üstigǝ tehimu kɵp balayi’apǝtni toplaymǝn; Qünki Moabning ⱪaqⱪunliri ⱨǝm zeminida ⱪalƣanliriningmu üstigǝ bir xirni ǝwǝtimǝn.
River Dimon is full of blood, but I will bring more upon the town of Dimon—a lion to attack the Moabite refugees and those who are left in the country.
