Yǝxaya 21
1 «Dengizning qɵl-bayawini» toƣrisida yüklǝngǝn bir wǝⱨiy: — «Jǝnub tǝrǝptǝ ⱪoyuntazlar ɵtüp ketiwatⱪandǝk, Dǝⱨxǝtlik zemindin bir nemilǝr keliwatidu!».
The oracle on the desert of the sea: As storm-winds in the South which with a rush from the desert, do come from a terrible land,
2 — Azabliⱪ bir wǝⱨiy-kɵrünüx manga ayan ⱪilindi; Hain hainliⱪ ⱪiliwatidu, Bulangqi bulangqiliⱪ ⱪiliwatidu. «I Elam, ornungdin tur, qiⱪ! Media, muⱨasirǝ ⱪilip ⱪorxiwal!» Uning sǝwǝbidin kɵtürülgǝn ⱨǝmmǝ nalǝ-pǝryadlarni tügitiwǝttim.
[So] hath, a grievous vision, been told me: —the deceiver, is deceiving. And the spoiler, is spoiling, Go up, O Elam Besiege O Media, All the sighing she hath caused, have I made to cease.
3 — Xunga iq-baƣrim aƣriⱪ-azab bilǝn toldi, Tolƣiⱪi tutⱪan ayalning azabliridǝk, Kɵrgǝnlirimdin tolƣinip kǝttim, Angliƣinimdin parakǝndǝ boldum.
For this cause, are my loins filled with anguish, Pangs, have seized me, as the pangs of her that is giving birth, —I writhe so that I cannot hear, I tremble, so that I cannot see:
4 Xunga kɵnglüm parakǝndǝ bolup ⱨasirap kǝttim, Meni dǝⱨxǝt ⱪorⱪunq basti; U mǝn zoⱪ alidiƣan keqini sarasimǝ bolidiƣan keqigǝ aylandurdi.
My heart fluttereth, A horror, terrifieth me, —My twilight of pleasure, hath he turned for me into a time of trembling.
5 Ular dastihan wǝ gilǝm-kɵrpilǝrnimu salidu; Ular yeyixidu, iqixidu; «Ⱨǝy esilzadilǝr, ornunglardin turup ⱪalⱪanni maylanglar!»
[Ye thought] to prepare the table—spread the mat—eat—drink! …Arise ye chieftains anoint the shield!
6 Qünki Rǝb manga: — «Barƣin, kɵrgǝnlirini ǝyni boyiqǝ eytidiƣan bir kɵzǝtqini tǝhlǝp ⱪoyƣin» — degǝnidi.
For, thus, hath My Lord said unto me, —Go, set the watchman, What he seeth, let him tell!
7 — «U jǝng ⱨarwilirini, jüp-jüp atliⱪ ǝskǝrlǝrni, Jǝng ⱨarwilirini exǝklǝr bilǝn, Jǝng ⱨarwilirini tɵgilǝr bilǝn kɵrgǝndǝ, U diⱪⱪǝt bilǝn, naⱨayiti diⱪⱪǝt bilǝn kɵzǝtsun!»
When he seeth A train of horsemen in double rank, A train of asses, A train of camels, Then shall he hearken attentively with diligent heed.
8 U jawabǝn xirdǝk towlidi: — «Rǝb, mǝn kɵzǝt munarida üzlüksiz kün boyi turimǝn, Ⱨǝr keqidǝ kɵzǝttǝ turimǝn;
Then cried he. A lion! On the watch, O My Lord, had I been standing continually, by day, And at my post, had I been stationed whole nights; —
9 — Wǝ mana, u jǝng ⱨarwiliri jüp-jüp atliⱪ ǝskǝrlǝr bilǝn keliwatidu!» Wǝ yǝnǝ jawab berip xundaⱪ degǝn: — Babil bolsa yiⱪildi, yiⱪilip qüxti, Wǝ U ularning ilaⱨlirining ⱨǝrbir oyma mǝbudlirini yǝrgǝ taxlap parǝ-parǝ ⱪiliwǝtti!».
When lo! here was a train of men coming. With horsemen in double rank, —And one began and said, Fallen! fallen! is Babylon, And all the images of her gods, are smashed to the ground!
10 — I Mening tepilgǝn danlirim, Mening haminimdiki buƣdaylirim, Israilning Hudasi, samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigardin angliƣanni silǝrgǝ eytip bǝrdim!
O thou My threshing! And the grain of my corn-floor! That which I have heard from Yahweh of hosts, the God of Israel, Have I declared, unto you.
11 «Dumaⱨ» toƣruluⱪ yüklǝngǝn wǝⱨiy; Birsi Seirdin kelip mǝndin: — «I kɵzǝtqi, keqining ⱪanqiliki ɵtti? I kɵzǝtqi, keqining ⱪanqiliki ɵtti?» — dǝp soraydu.
The oracle on Dumah: Unto me, is one crying—out of Seir, Watchman! how far gone is the night? Watchman, how far gone is the night?
12 Kɵzǝtqi jawabǝn mundaⱪ dǝydu: — «Sǝⱨǝr kelidu, keqimu kelidu; Yǝnǝ soriƣing bolsa, yǝnǝ kelip sora; Yolungdin ⱪaytip manga yeⱪin kǝl!»
Said the watchman, There cometh a morning. But also a night, —If ye will enquire, enquire, ye—Come, again!
13 Ərǝbiyǝning keqisi toƣruluⱪ yüklǝngǝn wǝⱨiy: — «I Dedanliⱪlarning karwanliri, silǝr Ərǝbiyǝdiki janggalda ⱪonup ⱪalisilǝr;
The oracle on Arabia, —Among the shrubs in Arabia, must ye lodge, Ye caravans of Dedanites.
14 Ussap kǝtkǝnlǝrgǝ su apirip beringlar! I Temadikilǝr, nanliringlarni elip ⱪaqⱪanlarni kütüwelinglar!
To meet the thirsty, bring ye water, —Ye dwellers in the land of Tema; With bread for him, get in advance of him that is in flight!
15 Qünki ular ⱪiliqlardin, Ƣilaptin elinƣan ⱪiliqtin, Kerilgǝn oⱪyadin, Uruxning azabidin ⱪaqidu.
For, before swords, have they fled: Before a sword that is drawn, Before a bow that is bent, And before the stress of war.
16 Qünki Rǝb manga xundaⱪ degǝn: — Bir yil iqidǝ mǝdikar ⱨesabliƣandǝk, Andin Kedarning bar xǝripi yoⱪilidu,
For, thus, hath My Lord said unto me, —Within a year according to the yearn of a hireling, shall fail all the glory of Kedar;
17 Oⱪyaqilarning ⱪalduⱪliri, Yǝni Kedarning palwan-batur bolƣan oƣulliri az ⱪalidu; Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar, Israilning Hudasi xundaⱪ sɵz ⱪilƣan».
And, the remnant of the record of bowmen, The heroes of the sons of Kedar, shall become few; For Yahweh God of Israel, hath spoken.
