Yǝrǝmiyaning yiƣa-zarliri 5
1 Beximizƣa qüxkǝnlǝrni esinggǝ kǝltürgǝysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; Ⱪara, bizning rǝswaqiliⱪta ⱪalƣinimizni nǝziringgǝ alƣaysǝn!
Keep in mind, O Lord, what has come to us: take note and see our shame.
2 Mirasimiz yatlarƣa, Ɵylirimiz yaⱪa yurtluⱪlarƣa tapxuruldi.
Our heritage is given up to men of strange lands, our houses to those who are not our countrymen.
3 Biz yetim-yesirlǝr, atisizlar bolup ⱪalduⱪ; Anilirimizmu tul ⱪaldi.
We are children without fathers, our mothers are like widows.
4 Iqidiƣan suni setiweliximiz kerǝk; Otunni pǝⱪǝt pulƣa alƣili bolidu.
We give money for a drink of water, we get our wood for a price.
5 Bizni ⱪoƣliƣuqilar tap basturup keliwatidu; Ⱨalsirap, ⱨeq aram tapalmaymiz.
Our attackers are on our necks: overcome with weariness, we have no rest.
6 Jan saⱪliƣudǝk bir qixlǝm nanni dǝp, Misir ⱨǝm Asuriyǝgǝ ⱪol berip boysunƣanmiz.
We have given our hands to the Egyptians and to the Assyrians so that we might have enough bread.
7 Ata-bowilirimiz gunaⱨ sadir ⱪilip dunyadin kǝtti; Biz bolsaⱪ, ularning ⱪǝbiⱨlikining jazasini kɵtürüxkǝ ⱪalduⱪ.
Our fathers were sinners and are dead; and the weight of their evil-doing is on us.
8 Üstimizdin ⱨɵküm sürgüqilǝr ⱪullardur; Bizni ularning ⱪolidin azad ⱪilƣuqi yoⱪtur.
Servants are ruling over us, and there is no one to make us free from their hands.
9 Dalada ⱪiliq tüpǝylidin, Nenimizni tepixⱪa jenimizni tǝwǝkkul ⱪilmaⱪtimiz.
We put our lives in danger to get our bread, because of the sword of the waste land.
10 Terimiz tonurdǝk ⱪiziⱪ, Aqliⱪ tüpǝylidin ⱪizitma bizni basmaⱪta.
Our skin is heated like an oven because of our burning heat from need of food.
11 Zionda ayallar, Yǝⱨuda xǝⱨǝrliridǝ pak ⱪizlar ayaƣ asti ⱪilindi.
They took by force the women in Zion, the virgins in the towns of Judah.
12 Əmirlǝr ⱪolidin darƣa esip ⱪoyuldi; Aⱪsaⱪallarning ⱨɵrmiti ⱨeq ⱪilinmidi.
Their hands put princes to death by hanging: the faces of old men were not honoured.
13 Yax yigitlǝr yarƣunqaⱪta japa tartmaⱪta, Oƣul balilirimiz otun yüklǝrni yüdüp dǝldǝngxip mangmaⱪta.
The young men were crushing the grain, and the boys were falling under the wood.
14 Aⱪsaⱪallar xǝⱨǝr dǝrwazisida olturmas boldi; Yigitlǝr nǝƣmǝ-nawadin ⱪaldi.
The old men are no longer seated in the doorway, and the music of the young men has come to an end.
15 Xad-huramliⱪ kɵnglimizdin kǝtti, Ussul oyniximiz matǝmgǝ aylandi.
The joy of our hearts is ended; our dancing is changed into sorrow.
16 Beximizdin taj yiⱪildi; Ⱨalimizƣa way! Qünki biz gunaⱨ sadir ⱪilduⱪ!
The crown has been taken from our head: sorrow is ours, for we are sinners.
17 Buning tüpǝylidin yürǝklirimiz mujuldi; Bular tüpǝylidin kɵzlirimiz ⱪarangƣulaxti —
Because of this our hearts are feeble; for these things our eyes are dark;
18 — Zion teƣiƣa ⱪarap kɵzlirimiz ⱪarangƣulaxti, Qünki u qɵldǝrǝp kǝtti, Qilbɵrǝ uningda paylap yürmǝktǝ.
Because of the mountain of Zion which is a waste; jackals go over it.
19 Sǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, mǝnggügǝ ⱨɵküm sürisǝn; Tǝhting dǝwrdin-dǝwrgǝ dawamlixidu.
You, O Lord, are seated as King for ever; the seat of your power is eternal.
20 Sǝn nemixⱪa bizni daim untuysǝn? Nemixⱪa xunqǝ uzunƣiqǝ bizdin waz keqisǝn?
Why have we gone from your memory for ever? why have you been turned away from us for so long?
21 Bizni yeningƣa ⱪayturƣaysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar! Xundaⱪ bolƣanda biz ⱪaytalaymiz! Künlirimizni ⱪǝdimkidǝk ǝsligǝ kǝltürgǝysǝn,
Make us come back to you, O Lord, and let us be turned; make our days new again as in the past.
22 — Əgǝr sǝn bizni mutlǝⱪ qǝtkǝ ⱪaⱪmiƣan bolsang, Əgǝr bizdin qǝksiz ƣǝzǝplǝnmigǝn bolsang!
But you have quite given us up; you are full of wrath against us.
