Pǝnd-nǝsiⱨǝtlǝr 5
1 I oƣlum, danaliⱪimƣa kɵngül ⱪoyƣin, Idraklik sɵzlirimgǝ ⱪulaⱪ salƣin.
My son! to my wisdom give attention, To mine understanding incline thine ear,
2 Xundaⱪ ⱪilƣiningda ixⱪa sǝzgürlük bilǝn ⱪaraydiƣan bolisǝn, Lǝwliring pǝm-parasǝttin ayrilmaydu.
To observe thoughtfulness, And knowledge do thy lips keep.
3 Qünki buzuⱪ hotunning aƣzidin ⱨǝsǝl tamidu, Lǝwliri zǝytun yeƣidin siliⱪtur;
For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, And smoother than oil [is] her mouth,
4 Lekin uning aⱪiwiti kǝkridǝk aqqiⱪ, Ikki bisliⱪ ⱪiliqtǝk ɵtkür.
And her latter end [is] bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a sword [with] mouths.
Her feet are going down to death, Sheol do her steps take hold of. (Sheol h7585)
6 Ⱨayatliⱪ yolini ⱪilqǝ bilgüm yoⱪ dǝp, Basⱪan ⱪǝdǝmliri turaⱪsiz bolidu, Nǝgǝ baridiƣanliⱪini ⱨeq bilmǝydu.
The path of life — lest thou ponder, Moved have her paths — thou knowest not.
7 Xunga, i oƣullirim, sɵzlirimni kɵngül ⱪoyup anglanglar, Mening degǝnlirimdin qiⱪmanglar.
And now, ye sons, hearken to me, And turn not from sayings of my mouth.
8 Undaⱪ hotundin yiraⱪ ⱪaq! Ixiki aldiƣimu yeⱪin yolima!
Keep far from off her thy way, And come not near unto the opening of her house,
9 Bolmisa, izzǝt-abruyungni baxⱪilarƣa tutⱪuzup ⱪoyisǝn, [Yaxliⱪ] yilliringni rǝⱨimsizlǝrning ⱪoliƣa tapxurisǝn!
Lest thou give to others thy honour, And thy years to the fierce,
10 Yat adǝmlǝr bayliⱪliring bilǝn ɵzini tolduridu, Japaliⱪ ǝjirliringning mewisi yaⱪa yurtluⱪning ɵyigǝ ɵtüp ketidu;
Lest strangers be filled [with] thy power, And thy labours in the house of a stranger,
11 Əjilingdǝ nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürginingdǝ, Əzayi-bǝdining yǝm bolƣanda,
And thou hast howled in thy latter end, In the consumption of thy flesh and thy food,
12 Xu qaƣda sǝn: — «Aⱨ, nǝsiⱨǝtlǝrdin nemanqǝ nǝprǝtlǝngǝndimǝn! Kɵnglümdǝ tǝnbiⱨlǝrni nemanqǝ kǝmsitkǝndimǝn!
And hast said, 'How have I hated instruction, And reproof hath my heart despised,
13 Nemixⱪa ustazlirimning sɵzini anglimiƣandimǝn? Manga tǝrbiyǝ bǝrgǝnlǝrgǝ ⱪulaⱪ salmiƣandimǝn?
And I have not hearkened to the voice of my directors, And to my teachers have not inclined mine ear.
14 jǝmiyǝttimu, jamaǝt aldidimu ⱨǝrhil nomusⱪa ⱪalƣandǝk boldum!» — dǝp ⱪalisǝn.
As a little thing I have been all evil, In the midst of an assembly and a company.
15 Ɵzüngning kɵlqikingdiki suni iqkin, Ɵz buliⱪingdin eⱪiwatⱪan sudin ⱨuzurlan.
Drink waters out of thine own cistern, Even flowing ones out of thine own well.
16 Bulaⱪliring urƣup ⱨǝr yǝrgǝ tarⱪilip kǝtsǝ [bolamdu]? Eriⱪliringdiki sular koqilarda eⱪip yürsǝ bolamdu?
Let thy fountains be scattered abroad, In broad places rivulets of waters.
17 Bular sangila has bolsun, Yat kixilǝrgǝ tǝgmisun!
Let them be to thee for thyself, And not to strangers with thee.
18 Buliⱪing bǝht-bǝrikǝtlik bolƣay! Yaxliⱪingda alƣan hotunung bilǝn ⱨuzurlan.
Let thy fountain be blessed, And rejoice because of the wife of thy youth,
19 U qixi keyiktǝk qirayliⱪ! Jǝrǝndǝk sɵyümlük! Uning baƣridin ⱨǝmixǝ ⱪanaǝttǝ bolƣaysǝn, Uning ⱪaynaⱪ muⱨǝbbitidin daim huxalliⱪⱪa patⱪaysǝn.
A hind of loves, and a roe of grace! Let her loves satisfy thee at all times, In her love magnify thyself continually.
20 I oƣlum, nemixⱪa yat ayalƣa xǝyda bolisǝn? Nemixⱪa yat hotunning ⱪoyniƣa ɵzüngni atisǝn?
And why dost thou magnify thyself, My son, with a stranger? And embrace the bosom of a strange woman?
21 Qünki insanning ⱨǝmmǝ ⱪilƣanliri Pǝrwǝrdigarning kɵz aldida axkaridur, U uning ⱨǝmmǝ mangƣan yollirini taraziƣa selip turidu.
For over-against the eyes of Jehovah are the ways of each, And all his paths He is pondering.
22 Yaman adǝmning ɵz ⱪǝbiⱨlikliri ɵzini tuzaⱪⱪa qüxüridu, U ɵz gunaⱨi bilǝn sirtmaⱪⱪa elinidu.
His own iniquities do capture the wicked, And with the ropes of his sin he is holden.
23 U yolyoruⱪtin mǝⱨrum bolƣanliⱪidin jenidin ayrilidu, Qekidin axⱪan ⱨamaⱪǝtliki tüpǝylidin yoldin ezip ketidu.
He dieth without instruction, And in the abundance of his folly magnifieth himself!
