< Pǝnd-nǝsiⱨǝtlǝr 7 >

1 I oƣlum, sɵzlirimgǝ ǝmǝl ⱪil, Tapxuruⱪlirimni yürikingdǝ saⱪla.
My son, keep my words, and lay up my precepts with thee. Son,
2 Tapxuruⱪlirimƣa ǝmǝl ⱪilsang, yaxnaysǝn; Tǝlimlirimni kɵz ⱪariquⱪungni asriƣandǝk asra.
Keep my commandments, and thou shalt live: and my law as the apple of thy eye:
3 Ularni barmaⱪliringƣa tengip ⱪoy, Ⱪǝlb tahtangƣa yeziwal.
Bind it upon thy fingers, write it upon the tables of thy heart.
4 Danaliⱪni, sǝn ⱨǝdǝ-singlim, degin, Pǝm-parasǝtni «tuƣⱪinim» dǝp qaⱪir.
Say to wisdom: Thou art my sister: and call prudence thy friend,
5 Xundaⱪ ⱪilsang, ular seni yat hotundin yiraⱪlaxturidu, Aƣzidin siliⱪ sɵz qiⱪidiƣan yoqun ayaldin neri ⱪilidu.
That she may keep thee from the woman that is not thine, and from the stranger who sweeteneth her words.
6 [Bir ⱪetim] ɵyning derizǝ kɵznǝkliridin taxⱪiriƣa ⱪariƣinimda,
For I look out of the window of my house through the lattice,
7 Birnǝqqǝ yax, sadda yigitlǝrni kɵrdüm, Ularning iqidin bir ǝⱪilsizni kɵrüp ⱪaldim,
And I see little ones, I behold a foolish young man,
8 U koqa boylap buzuⱪ [hotun turuxluⱪ] doⱪmuxtin ɵtüp, Andin uning ɵyi tǝrǝpkǝ ⱪarap mangdi.
Who passeth through the street by the corner, and goeth nigh the way of her house.
9 Kǝqⱪurun ⱪarangƣu qüxkǝndǝ, Zulmǝt keqǝ, ay ⱪarangƣusida [ixiki aldidin ɵtti].
In the dark, when it grows late, in the darkness and obscurity of the night,
10 Mana, ɵydin bir hotun qiⱪip uni kütüwaldi; Kiyimi paⱨixǝ ayallarningkidǝk bolup, Niyiti ⱨiylǝ-mikir idi.
And behold a woman meeteth him in harlot’s attire prepared to deceive souls; talkative and wandering,
11 Aƣzi bixǝm-ⱨayasiz, naⱨayiti jaⱨil bir hotun, U ɵyidǝ turmaydu,
Not bearing to be quiet, not able to abide still at home,
12 Birdǝ mǝⱨǝllidǝ, birdǝ mǝydanlarda, U koqilardiki ⱨǝr doⱪmuxta paylap yüridu.
Now abroad, now in the streets, now lying in wait near the corners.
13 Ⱨeliⱪi yax yigitni tartip, uni sɵyüp, Nomussizlarqǝ uningƣa: —
And catching the young man, she kisseth him, and with an impudent face, flattereth, saying:
14 «Ɵyümdǝ «inaⱪliⱪ ⱪurbanliⱪi» gɵxi bar, Mǝn bügün Hudaƣa ⱪǝsǝm ⱪilƣan ⱪurbanliⱪni ⱪildim,
I vowed victims for prosperity, this day I have paid my vows.
15 Xunga mǝn sizni qaⱪirƣili qiⱪtim, Didaringizƣa tǝlpünüp izdidim. Əmdi sizni tepiwaldim!
Therefore I am come out to meet thee, desirous to see thee, and I have found thee.
16 Karwitimƣa Misirning kǝxtilik, yolluⱪ libas yapⱪuqlirini yaptim.
I have woven my bed with cords, I have covered it with painted tapestry, brought from Egypt.
17 Orun-kɵrpilirimgǝ hux puraⱪ murmǝkki, muǝttǝr wǝ ⱪowzaⱪ darqinlarni qaqtim.
I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18 Keling, tang atⱪuqǝ muⱨǝbbǝtlixǝyli, oynap ⱨuzurlinayli, Kɵnglimiz ⱪanƣuqǝ ɵzara ǝyx-ixrǝt ⱪilayli,
Come, let us be inebriated with the breasts, and let us enjoy the desired embraces, till the day appear.
19 Erim ɵydǝ yoⱪ, yiraⱪ sǝpǝrgǝ qiⱪip kǝtti.
For my husband is not at home, he is gone a very long journey.
20 U bir ⱨǝmyan pul elip kǝtti, Ay tolƣuqǝ u ɵygǝ kǝlmǝydu» — dedi.
He took with him a bag of money: he mill return home the day of the full moon.
21 Ayal kɵp xerin sɵzliri bilǝn rasa ⱪiziⱪturdi, Qirayliⱪ gǝpliri bilǝn uni ǝsir ⱪiliwaldi.
She entangled him with many words, and drew him away with the flattery of her lips.
22 Soyuxⱪa elip mangƣan ɵküzdǝk, Ⱨamaⱪǝt kixi kixǝn bilǝn jazaƣa mangƣandǝk, Ⱪiltaⱪⱪa qüxkǝn ⱪuxtǝk, Yigit uning kǝynidin mangdi. Jigirini oⱪ texip ɵtmiguqǝ, U bu ixning ⱨayatiƣa zamin bolidiƣanliⱪini ⱨeq bilmǝydu.
Immediately he followeth her as an ox led to be a victim, and as a lamb playing the wanton, and not knowing that he is drawn like a fool to bonds,
Till the arrow pierce his liver: as if a bird should make haste to the snare, and knoweth not that his life is in danger.
24 I oƣullirim, sɵzlirimni kɵngül ⱪoyup anglanglar, Degǝnlirimgǝ ⱪulaⱪ selinglar,
Now therefore, my son, hear me, and attend to the words of my mouth.
25 Ⱪǝlbinglarni bundaⱪ hotunning yoliƣa kǝtküzmǝnglar, Uning aldam haltisiƣa qüxüp kǝtmǝnglar.
Let not thy mind be drawn away in her ways: neither be thou deceived with her paths.
26 Bundaⱪ ayal nurƣun kixilǝrni yiⱪitip yarilandurƣan, Uning boƣuzliƣan adǝmliri tolimu kɵptur,
For she hath cast down many wounded, and the strongest have been slain by her.
27 Uning ɵyi bolsa tǝⱨtisaraning kirix eƣizidur, Adǝmni «ⱨalakǝt meⱨmanhanisi»ƣa qüxürüx yolidur. (Sheol h7585)
Her house is the way to hell, reaching even to the inner chambers of death. (Sheol h7585)

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