Lamentations 2:12
They ask their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
| يَقُولُونَ لِأُمَّهَاتِهِمْ: «أَيْنَ ٱلْحِنْطَةُ وَٱلْخَمْرُ؟» إِذْ يُغْشَى عَلَيْهِمْ كَجَرِيحٍ فِي سَاحَاتِ ٱلْمَدِينَةِ، إِذْ تُسْكَبُ نَفْسُهُمْ فِي أَحْضَانِ أُمَّهَاتِهِمْ. |
| يَقُولُونَ لأُمَّهَاتِهِمْ بَاكِينَ: «أَيْنَ الْخُبْزُ وَالْخَمْرُ؟» ثُمَّ يُغْشَى عَلَيْهِمْ كَالْجَرْحَى فِي شَوَارِعِ الْمَدِينَةِ، حِينَ تُهْرَقُ حَيَاتُهُمْ فِي أَحْضَانِ أُمَّهَاتِهِمْ. |
“আহাৰ আৰু দ্ৰাক্ষাৰস ক’ত?” এই বুলি তেওঁলোকে নিজ নিজ মাতৃসকলক প্রশ্ন কৰে। সিহঁত নগৰৰ বাটবোৰত আহত হোৱা মানুহৰ দৰে মুৰ্চ্ছিত হৈছে, আৰু নিজ নিজ মাতৃৰ কোলাত প্ৰাণত্যাগ কৰিছে।
Şəhər meydanlarında yaralılar kimi huşunu itirirlər, Ana qucağında can verirlər. Analarından soruşurlar: «Hanı çörək, hanı şərab?»
Ha: ga amola hano hanaga, ilia da emema dini iaha. Ilia da dadiga gala: i dunu defele, ilia logoa gala: la sa: ili, emelalia lobo da: iya gebewane bogogia: sa.
তারা তাদের মায়েদের বলে, “গম আর আঙ্গুর রস কোথায়?” কারণ শহরের রাস্তায় রাস্তায় আহত লোকদের মতো দুর্বল হয়ে যায়, তাদের মায়ের বুকে তাদের নিজেদের জীবন ত্যাগ করে।
তারা তাদের মায়েদের বলে, “আমাদের জন্য খাবার ও দ্রাক্ষারস কোথায়?” কেননা তারা নগরের পথে পথে আহত মানুষের মতো মূর্ছিত হয়, তাদের মায়েদের কোলে তাদের প্রাণ ঢলে পড়ে।
Думат на майките си: Где има жито и вино? Когато примират като смъртно ранени по градските улици, Когато предават дух в пазухата на майките си.
Nangutana sila sa ilang mga inahan, “Hain man ang tinapay ug bino?” nangakuyapan sila sama sa mga tawong samdan sa mga dalan sa siyudad, nangabugto ang ilang mga kinabuhi diha sa sabakan sa ilang mga inahan.
Sila nagaingon sa ilang mga inahan: Hain man ang trigo ug vino? Sa diha nga gipanguyapan sila ingon sa mga samaran diha sa kadalanan sa ciudad, Sa diha nga gibubo nila ang ilang kalag sa sabakan sa ilang inahan.
Anawo akufunsa amayi awo kuti, “Kodi tirigu ndi vinyo zili kuti?” pamene akukomoka ngati anthu olasidwa mʼmisewu ya mʼmizinda, pamene miyoyo yawo ikufowoka mʼmanja mwa amayi awo.
Nihcae mah amnonawk khaeah, Naa ah maw takaw hoi misurtui to oh? tiah naa o; ahmaa kacaa baktiah thazok o moe, vangpui loklamnawk ah angsong o sut naah, amno saoek nuiah nawkta hinghaih qui to apet.
A manu rhoek taengah tah, “Cangpai neh misurtui ta?” a tiuh. Khopuei toltung ah rhok bangla rhae uh tih a hinglu te a manu kah rhang dongah a kingling uh.
A manu rhoek taengah tah, “Cangpai neh misurtui ta?” a ti uh. Khopuei toltung ah rhok bangla rhae uh tih a hinglu te a manu kah rhang dongah a kingling uh.
Anuteu henga, Nehding le donding kangaichai tin athumun. Galsatpa galmunna akimavo bangin, kholai dunga thabeiyin apengun, anu teuvin apom nau chunga ahinkho’u abeithu thu jeng in ahi.
Ahnimanaw teh, a hmâ ka cat e patetlah khopui thung lamnaw dawk sut a kamlei awh teh, a manunaw e lungtabue dawk amamae a hringnae hah a awi awh teh, a manunaw koe satun hoi misurtuinaw hah nâmaw ao telah a pacei awh.
那时，他们在城内街上发昏，好像受伤的， 在母亲的怀里，将要丧命； 对母亲说：谷、酒在哪里呢？
那時，他們在城內街上發昏，好像受傷的， 在母親的懷裏，將要喪命； 對母親說：穀、酒在哪裏呢？
他們對母親說：「那裏有餅有酒﹖」他們在城中的街道上，正奄奄一息，有如受傷的人，在母親的懷中，氣絕夭折!
Govore majkama svojim: “Gdje je žito i vino?” dok obamiru kao ranjeni po trgovima Grada, dok ispuštaju dušu svoju na grudima matera svojih.
A říkají matkám svým: Kdež jest obilé a víno? když se jako zraněný svírají po ulicích města, a vypouštějí duše své na klíně matek svých.
A říkají matkám svým: Kdež jest obilé a víno? když se jako zraněný svírají po ulicích města, a vypouštějí duše své na klíně matek svých.
hver spørger sin Moder: "Hvor er der Korn og Vin?" forsmægter på Byens Torve som en, der er såret, idet de udånder Sjælen ved Moderens Bryst.
De sige til deres Mødre: Hvor er Korn og Vin? idet de vansmægte som saarede paa Stadens Gader, idet de udaande deres Sjæl i deres Moders Skød.
hver spørger sin Moder: »Hvor er der Korn og Vin?« forsmægter paa Byens Torve som en, der er saaret, idet de udaander Sjælen ved Moderens Bryst.
Kech negogi e kor minegi, ka jogo mohiny e lweny e yore mag dala maduongʼ, mi gipodhi, omiyo gipenjo minegi niya, “Ere chiemo kod divai?”
Lamed. Als zij tot hun moeders zeggen: Waar is koren en wijn, als zij op de straten der stad in onmacht zinken, als de verslagenen; als zich hun ziel uitschudt in den schoot hunner moeders.
Ze vragen hun moeders: Waar is koren en wijn? In onmacht zinken ze neer In de straten der stad, Of geven de geest Op de schoot van hun moeders.
Lamed. Als zij tot hun moeders zeggen: Waar is koren en wijn, als zij op de straten der stad in onmacht zinken, als de verslagenen; als zich hun ziel uitschudt in den schoot hunner moeders.
They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? when they faint as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers' bosom.
They ask their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? When they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, When their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They cry out to their mothers: “Where is the grain and wine?” as they faint like the wounded in the streets of the city, as their lives fade away in the arms of their mothers.
They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? when they are falling like the wounded in the open squares of the town, when their life is drained out on their mother's breast.
LAMED. They said to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? while they fainted like wounded men in the streets of the city, while their souls were poured out into their mother's bosom.
LAMED. They said to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? while they fainted like wounded men in the streets of the city, while their souls were poured out into their mother's bosom.
LAMED. They said to their mothers, “Where is the wheat and the wine?” when they fell like the wounded in the streets of the city, when they breathed out their lives into the bosoms of their mothers.
They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city; when they pour out their soul into their mothers' bosom.
Lamed. They said to their mothers: Where is corn and wine? when they fainted away as the wounded in the streets of the city: when they breathed out their souls in the bosoms of their mothers.
They cry out to their mothers, “We need food and drink!” fainting in the city streets as if they're wounded, their lives fading away in their mothers' arms.
They haue sayd to their mothers, Where is bread and drinke? when they swooned as the wounded in the streetes of the citie, and whe they gaue vp the ghost in their mothers bosome.
They say to their mothers: 'Where is corn and wine?' when they swoon as the wounded in the broad places of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers' bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where [is] corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers' bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers' bosom.
LAMED. They said to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? while they fainted like wounded men in the streets of the city, while their souls were poured out into their mother's bosom.
To their mothers they say, Where is corn and wine? when they faint away like the deadly wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out on the bosom of their mother.
To their mothers they say, “Where [are] grain and wine?” In their becoming feeble as a pierced one In the broad places of the city, In their soul pouring itself out into the bosom of their mothers.
They tell their mothers, "Where is grain and wine?" When they faint as the wounded in the streets of the city, as their lives fade away in their mothers' bosom.
They tell their mothers, "Where is grain and wine?" When they faint as the wounded in the streets of the city, as their lives fade away in their mothers' bosom.
They tell their mothers, "Where is grain and wine?" When they faint as the wounded in the streets of the city, as their lives fade away in their mothers' bosom.
They tell their mothers, "Where is grain and wine?" When they faint as the wounded in the streets of the city, as their lives fade away in their mothers' bosom.
They tell their mothers, "Where is grain and wine?" When they faint as the wounded in the streets of the city, as their lives fade away in their mothers' bosom.
They tell their mothers, "Where is grain and wine?" When they faint as the wounded in the streets of the city, as their lives fade away in their mothers' bosom.
They say to their mothers, “Where is corn and wine?” While they faint, as one wounded, in the streets of the city; While their life is poured out into their mother's bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
To their mothers, they keep saying, Where are corn and wine? Swooning off, like one thrust through, in the broadways of the city, pouring out their life into the bosom of their mothers.
To mothers their they say where? [are] grain and wine when faint away they like [one] fatally wounded in [the] open places of a city when pours itself out life their to [the] bosom of mothers their.
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They cry out to their mothers, “We need [RHQ] something to eat and drink!” They faint like wounded men in the streets of the city. They slowly die in the arms of their mothers.
They say to their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” as they faint like a wounded man in the streets of the city, their lives are poured out on the bosom of their mothers.
They say to their mothers, Where [is] corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers' bosom.
They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They ask their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They ask their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They ask their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They ask their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They ask their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
They ask their mothers, “Where is grain and wine?” when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.
Lameth. Thei seiden to her modris, Where is wheete, and wyn? whanne thei failiden as woundid men in the stretis of the citee; whanne thei senten out her soulis in the bosum of her modris.
To their mothers they say, 'Where [are] corn and wine?' In their becoming feeble as a pierced one In the broad places of the city, In their soul pouring itself out into the bosom of their mothers.
Al siaj patrinoj ili diris: Kie estas pano kaj vino? Ili falis kiel vunditaj sur la stratoj de la urbo, Kaj eligis sian animon sur la brusto de siaj patrinoj.
Wobia wo dadawo be, “Afi ka abolo kple wain le?” Elabena nu te wo ŋu le dua ƒe kpɔdomewo abe ame siwo ŋu wode abi ene eye woƒe agbe nu tso le wo dadawo ƒe akɔnu.
Koska he sanoivat äidillensä: kussa on leipä ja viina? koska he kaupungin kaduilla nääntyivät, niinkuin surmaan haavoitetut, ja antoivat henkensä ylön äitinsä syliin.
He sanovat äideillensä: "Missä on leipää ja viiniä?" kun he nääntyvät niinkuin kaatuneet kaupungin kaduilla, heittävät henkensä äitiensä syliin.
Ils disent à leurs mères: " Où y a-t-il du pain et du vin? " et ils tombent comme frappés du glaive, sur les places de la ville; et leur âme expire sur le sein de leurs mères. MEM.
Ils demandent à leurs mères, « Où sont le blé et le vin? » quand ils s'évanouissent comme des blessés dans les rues de la ville, quand leur âme est versée dans le sein de leur mère.
Ils disent à leurs mères: Où est le blé et le vin? – défaillant dans les places de la ville comme des blessés à mort, [et] rendant l’âme sur le sein de leurs mères.
[Lamed.] Ils ont dit à leurs mères: où [est] le froment et le vin? lorsqu’ils tombaient en faiblesse dans les places de la ville, comme un homme blessé à mort, et qu’ils rendaient l’esprit au sein de leurs mères.
Ils ont dit à leurs mères: Où sont le blé et le vin? lorsqu’ils tombaient comme des blessés sur les places de la cité; lorsqu’ils exhalaient leurs âmes sur le sein de leurs mères.
Ils disaient à leurs mères: Où y a-t-il du blé et du vin? Et ils tombaient comme des blessés dans les rues de la ville, Ils rendaient l’âme sur le sein de leurs mères.
Ils disent à leurs mères: « Où y a-t-il du pain et du vin? » et ils tombent comme frappés du glaive, sur les places de la ville; et leur âme expire sur le sein de leurs mères.
Ils disaient à leurs mères: Où est le froment et le vin? lorsqu'ils défaillaient comme des blessés à mort dans les places de la ville, et rendaient l'âme sur le sein de leurs mères.
ils disent à leurs mères: « Où [avez-vous] du pain et du vin? » tandis qu'ils défaillent comme des blessés dans les rues de la ville, et qu'ils rendent l'âme sur le sein de leurs mères.
Lamed. Ils disaient à leurs mères: Où est le pain, où est le vin? dans le temps que dans les rues de la ville ils tombaient défaillants, comme des blessés à mort, et qu'ils rendaient l'âme sur le sein de leurs mères.
Ils disaient à leurs mères: "Où trouver du blé et du vin?" Et ils languissaient comme des blessés à mort dans les rues de la ville, exhalant leur dernier souffle sur le sein de leurs mères.
Sie rufen ihren Müttern zu: "Wo gibt es Brot?" und keins ist da. Wie todwund schmachten sie dahin auf öffentlichen Plätzen. In ihrer Mütter Schoß verhauchen sie ihr Leben
Zu ihren Müttern sagen sie: Wo ist Korn und Wein? indem sie wie tödlich Verwundete hinschmachten auf den Straßen der Stadt, indem ihre Seele sich ergießt in den Busen ihrer Mütter.
Zu ihren Müttern sagen sie: Wo ist Korn und Wein? indem sie wie tödlich Verwundete hinschmachten auf den Straßen der Stadt, indem ihre Seele sich ergießt in den Busen ihrer Mütter.
Ihren Müttern rufen sie zu: Wo ist Korn und Wein? verschmachtend wie Todeswunde auf den Straßen der Stadt, indem sie ihr Leben aushauchen an ihrer Mütter Busen.
da sie zu ihren Müttern sprachen: Wo ist Brot und Wein? da sie auf den Gassen in der Stadt verschmachteten wie die tödlich Verwundeten und in den Armen ihrer Mütter den Geist aufgaben.
da sie so zu ihren Müttern sprachen: Wo ist Brot und Wein? da sie auf den Gassen in der Stadt verschmachteten wie die tödlich Verwundeten und in den Armen ihrer Mütter den Geist aufgaben.
Ihren Müttern rufen sie zu: »Wo ist Brot [und Wein]?« (und keins ist da: ) Wie tödlich Verwundete verschmachten sie auf den Straßen der Stadt, während sie ihr Leben aushauchen an ihrer Mütter Brust.
Sie sprachen zu ihren Müttern: «Wo ist Brot und Wein?» als sie wie Todwunde auf den Straßen der Stadt verschmachteten, als sie in dem Schoß ihrer Mütter den Geist aufgaben.
Sie sprechen zu ihren Müttern: Wo ist Korn und Wein? Weil sie wie der Durchbohrte dahinschmachten in den Straßen der Stadt, da sie ihre Seele am Busen ihrer Mütter ausgießen.
Tũrooria manyina atĩrĩ, “Irio na ndibei irĩ ha?” o tũkĩringĩkaga ta andũ matiihĩirio njĩra-inĩ cia itũũra rĩrĩa inene, o mĩoyo yatuo ĩgĩthiragĩra moko-inĩ ma manyina.
Είπον προς τας μητέρας αυτών, Που είναι σίτος και οίνος; Οπότε ελιποθύμουν εν ταις πλατείαις της πόλεως ως ο τραυματίας, οπότε η ψυχή αυτών εξεχέετο εις τον κόλπον των μητέρων αυτών.
ταῖς μητράσιν αὐτῶν εἶπαν ποῦ σῖτος καὶ οἶνος ἐν τῷ ἐκλύεσθαι αὐτοὺς ὡς τραυματίας ἐν πλατείαις πόλεως ἐν τῷ ἐκχεῖσθαι ψυχὰς αὐτῶν εἰς κόλπον μητέρων αὐτῶν
તેઓ પોતાની માતાઓને કહે છે, “અનાજ અને દ્રાક્ષારસ ક્યાં છે?” નગરની શેરીઓમાં ઘાયલ થયેલાની જેમ તેઓને મૂર્છા આવે છે, તેઓ તેઓની માતાના ખોળામાં મરણ પામે છે.
Y'ap rele manman yo, Y'ap kriye pou pen ak dlo sikre. Yo tonbe san konesans nan lari a tankou moun ki blese, yo mouri nan bra manman yo.
Yo mande manman yo: “Kote sereyal ak diven an?” Konsa, yo fennen tankou yon nonm ki blese nan lari vil yo, pandan lavi yo menm vin vide nan sen manman yo.
Suna ce wa uwayensu, “Ina burodi da ruwan inabi?” Yayinda suke suma kamar mutanen da aka ji masu ciwo a cikin birni, sa’ad da suke mutuwa a hannuwan uwayensu.
Ke olelo nei lakou i ko lakou poe makuwahine, Auhea ka berena, a me ka waina? No ka mea, ua maule lakou e like me ka poe i houia ma na alanui o ke kulanakauhale, Ua kaili aku hoi ko lakou ea ma ka poli o ko lakou poe makuwahine.
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वे अपनी-अपनी माता से रोकर कहते हैं, अन्न और दाखमधु कहाँ हैं? वे नगर के चौकों में घायल किए हुए मनुष्य के समान मूर्छित होकर अपने प्राण अपनी-अपनी माता की गोद में छोड़ते हैं।
वे अपनी-अपनी माताओं के समक्ष रोकर कह रहे हैं, “कहां है हमारा भोजन, कहां है हमारा द्राक्षारस?” वे नगर की गली में घायल योद्धा के समान पड़े हैं, अपनी-अपनी माताओं की गोद में पड़े हुए उनका जीवन प्राण छोड़ रहे है.
Azt mondták anyjoknak: Hol a kenyér, meg a bor? mikor elaléltak, mint a sebesültek a város utczáin, mikor kilehelték lelköket anyjoknak kebelén.
Anyáiknak mondják: hol van gabona és bor? Midőn elaléltak sebzettként a város terein, midőn kiomlott lelkük anyáik ölébe.
Ha na-ebere nne ha akwa na-asị, “Olee ebe ọka na mmanya dị?” Mgbe ha na-ada mba dịka ndị e merụrụ ahụ nʼokporoụzọ obodo, mgbe ọnwụ ji nwayọọ na-eripịasị ndụ ha nʼaka nne ha ku ha.
Kunaenda kadagiti innada, “Sadino ti ayan ti bukbukel ken arak?” mataltalimudaw a kasla nadangran a tattao kadagiti kalsada ti siudad, nga in-inutda a matay iti sidong dagiti innada.
Dengan letih mereka menangis minta makan dan minum kepada ibunya. Seperti orang terluka, mereka rebah di jalan-jalan lalu meninggal di pangkuan ibunda.
Kepada ibunya mereka bertanya: "Mana roti dan anggur?", sedang mereka jatuh pingsan seperti orang yang gugur di lapangan-lapangan kota, ketika menghembuskan nafas di pangkuan ibunya.
[E] dicevano alle madri loro: Dove [vi è] del frumento e del vino? [E] svenivano, come un ferito per le strade della città, E l'anima loro si versava nel seno delle madri loro.
Alle loro madri dicevano: «Dov'è il grano e il vino?». Intanto venivan meno come feriti nelle piazze della città; esalavano il loro respiro in grembo alle loro madri.
Essi chiedevano alle loro madri: “Dov’è il pane, dov’è il vino?…” e intanto venivano meno come de’ feriti a morte nelle piazze della città, e rendevano l’anima sul seno delle madri loro.
かれらは疵を負る者の如く邑のちまたにて氣息たえなんとし 母の懐にその靈魂をそそがんとし 母にむかひて言ふ 穀物と酒とはいづくにあるやと
彼らが、傷ついた者のように町のちまたで息も絶えようとするとき、その母のふところにその命を注ぎ出そうとするとき、母にむかって、「パンとぶどう酒とはどこにありますか」と叫ぶ。
かれらは疵を負る者の如く邑のちまたにて氣息たえなんとし 母の懐にその靈魂をそそがんとし 母にむかひて言ふ 穀物と酒とはいづくにあるやと
Ne'onse mofavre naga'moza, hapinti ahe kuzafa hu'naza sondia vahe'mo hiaza hu'za, kumamofo kankamumpi mani'neza ne'zanku fri'za nehu'za, antazamimofonku hu'za ne'zane tinena tamiho hu'za nehazage'za antazamimo'za zamazampi zamavare'nage'za nefrize.
ಅವರು ನಗರದ ಬೀದಿಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಗಾಯಪಟ್ಟವರ ಹಾಗೆ ಮೂರ್ಛೆ ಹೋದಾಗ, ತಮ್ಮ ತಾಯಂದಿರ ಎದೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಪ್ರಾಣ ಸುರಿದಾಗ, “ತಿನ್ನಲಿಕ್ಕೆ ರೊಟ್ಟಿಯೂ ದ್ರಾಕ್ಷಾರಸವೂ ಎಲ್ಲಿ?” ಎಂದು ತಮ್ಮ ತಾಯಂದಿರಿಗೆ ಕೇಳುತ್ತಾರೆ.
ಮಕ್ಕಳು ಗಾಯಪಟ್ಟವರಂತೆ ಪಟ್ಟಣದ ಚೌಕಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಮೂರ್ಛೆಹೋಗಿ ತಾಯಿಯ ಎದೆಯ ಮೇಲೆ ಬಿದ್ದು, “ಅಮ್ಮಾ ತಿನ್ನಲಿಕ್ಕೆ ಧಾನ್ಯ ಇಲ್ಲವೋ? ಕುಡಿಯಲಿಕ್ಕೆ ದ್ರಾಕ್ಷಿಯರಸ ಇಲ್ಲವೋ?” ಎಂದು ಗೋಳಿಡುತ್ತವೆ.
저희가 성읍 길거리에서 상한 자처럼 혼미하여 그 어미의 품에서 혼이 떠날 때에 어미에게 이르기를 곡식과 포도주가 어디 있느뇨 하도다
저희가 성읍 길거리에서 상한 자처럼 혼미하여 그 어미의 품에서 혼이 떠날 때에 어미에게 이르기를 곡식과 포도주가 어디 있느뇨? 하도다
Elos tung nu sin nina kialos ke elos masrinsral ac malu; Elos ikor fin inkanek uh oana in fakfuki elos. Ac kuiyalos sriksrikeni nwe ke na elos misa inpoun nina kialos.
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Lamed Matribus suis dixerunt: Ubi est triticum et vinum? cum deficerent quasi vulnerati in plateis civitatis, cum exhalarent animas suas in sinu matrum suarum.
LAMED. Matribus suis dixerunt: Ubi est triticum et vinum? cum deficerent quasi vulnerati in plateis civitatis: cum exhalarent animas suas in sinu matrum suarum.
LAMED. Matribus suis dixerunt: Ubi est triticum et vinum? cum deficerent quasi vulnerati in plateis civitatis: cum exhalarent animas suas in sinu matrum suarum.
Matribus suis dixerunt: Ubi est triticum et vinum? cum deficerent quasi vulnerati in plateis civitatis, cum exhalarent animas suas in sinu matrum suarum.
LAMED matribus suis dixerunt ubi est triticum et vinum cum deficerent quasi vulnerati in plateis civitatis cum exhalarent animas suas in sinu matrum suarum
LAMED. Matribus suis dixerunt: Ubi est triticum et vinum? cum deficerent quasi vulnerati in plateis civitatis: cum exhalarent animas suas in sinu matrum suarum.
Uz savām mātēm tie sauca: kur ir labība un vīns? Kad tie pamira kā nokauti pa pilsētas ielām, un savu dvēseli izlaida savas mātes klēpī.
Bazalaki koloba na bamama na bango: « Epai wapi tokoki kozwa ble mpe masanga ya vino? » Ndenge bazalaki kokweya-kweya lokola bato oyo bazoki bapota minene na babalabala ya engumba, ndenge wana mpe bazalaki kokufa na maboko ya bamama na bango.
Bakaabirira bannyaabwe nga bwe boogera nti, “Omugaati n’envinnyo biri ludda wa?” nga bwe bazirika okufaanana ng’abaliko ebiwundu mu nguudo ez’ekibuga, nga bwe bakaabira mu bifuba bya bannyaabwe.
Raha ana toy ny voatrobaka eny an-kalalahana ao an-tanana izy, na miala aina eo am-pofoan-dreniny, dia manontany an-dreniny hoe izy: aiza izay vary sy divay?
Hoe iereo aman-drene, aia ty tsako naho ty divay? ie tsipike hoe mate an-dala’ i rovay ey ie midoañe añ’arañan-drene’e ao ty fiai’ iareo.
അവർ മുറിവേറ്റവരെപ്പോലെ നഗരവീഥികളിൽ തളർന്നുകിടക്കുമ്പോഴും അമ്മമാരുടെ മാർവ്വിൽവച്ച് പ്രാണൻ വിടുമ്പോഴും ആഹാരവും വീഞ്ഞും എവിടെ എന്ന് അമ്മമാരോട് ചോദിക്കുന്നു.
അവർ നിഹതന്മാരെപ്പോലെ നഗരവീഥികളിൽ തളൎന്നുകിടക്കുമ്പോഴും അമ്മമാരുടെ മാൎവ്വിൽവെച്ചു പ്രാണൻ വിടുമ്പോഴും ആഹാരവും വീഞ്ഞും എവിടെ എന്നു അമ്മമാരോടു ചോദിക്കുന്നു.
അവർ നിഹതന്മാരെപ്പോലെ നഗരവീഥികളിൽ തളർന്നുകിടക്കുമ്പോഴും അമ്മമാരുടെ മാർവ്വിൽവെച്ചു പ്രാണൻ വിടുമ്പോഴും ആഹാരവും വീഞ്ഞും എവിടെ എന്നു അമ്മമാരോടു ചോദിക്കുന്നു.
അവർ മുറിവേറ്റവരെപ്പോലെ നഗരവീഥികളിൽ തളർന്നുവീഴവേ, അവരുടെ അമ്മമാരുടെ കരങ്ങളിൽ കിടന്ന് ജീവൻ വെടിയവേ, “അപ്പവും വീഞ്ഞും എവിടെ?” എന്ന് അവർ അവരുടെ അമ്മമാരോട് ചോദിക്കുന്നു.
ती मुले त्यांच्या मातांना म्हणतात, “धान्य आणि द्राक्षरस कोठे आहेत” घायाळ झालेल्यांप्रमाणे नगराच्या आळ्यात मूर्च्छित होऊन आपल्या मातांच्या उराशी त्यांनी प्राण सोडला.
သူတို့သည်ရေငတ်ဆာလောင်သဖြင့်မိခင် များထံတွင် ငိုကြွေးလျက်နေကြ၏။ ဒဏ်ရာရသူများကဲ့သို့သူတို့သည် လမ်းများပေါ်တွင်လဲကျကာ မိခင်များ၏ရင်ခွင်၌တဖြည်းဖြည်း သေဆုံးသွားရကြလေသည်။
သူတို့ကလည်း၊ ဆန်စပါးနှင့်စပျစ်ရည်သည် အဘယ်မှာရှိသနည်းဟု၊ ရန်သူညှဉ်းဆဲသော သူကဲ့သို့ မြို့လမ်း၌အားပျက်လျက်၊ အမိရင်ခွင်၌ မိမိအသက်ကို သွန်းလျက်၊ အဓိက မေးတတ်ကြသည်တကား။
သူတို့ကလည်း၊ ဆန် စပါးနှင့် စပျစ်ရည် သည် အဘယ် မှာရှိသနည်းဟု၊ ရန်သူ ညှဉ်းဆဲသော သူကဲ့သို့ မြို့ လမ်း ၌ အားပျက် လျက် ၊ အမိ ရင်ခွင် ၌ မိမိ အသက် ကို သွန်း လျက်၊ အမိ ကို မေး တတ်ကြသည်တကား။
Kei te ki atu ratou ki o ratou whaea, Kei hea he witi, he waina? I a ratou e hemo ana, e pera ana me te hunga kua patua ki nga huarahi o te pa, e maringi ana o ratou wairua ki nga uma o o ratou whaea.
Zithi kubonina, “Singaphi isinkwa lewayini?” zilokhu ziqaleka njengamadoda alimeleyo emigwaqweni yomuzi, ziphela umphefumulo ezandleni zabonina.
Bathi kubonina: Angaphi amabele lewayini? lapho bedangala njengabagwaziweyo ezitaladeni zomuzi, lapho umphefumulo wabo uzithululela esifubeni sabonina.
तिनीहरूले आफ्ना आमाहरूलाई भन्छन्, “अन्न र दाखमद्य कहाँ छन्?” तिनीहरू सहरका सडकहरूमा घाइतेझैँ मुर्छा पर्दा तिनीहरूका प्राण तिनीहरूका आमाहरूको काखमा शिथिल हुन्छन् ।
de ropte til sine mødre: Hvor er korn og vin? - da de vansmektet på byens gater lik sårede, da de opgav ånden ved sine mødres barm.
Dei ropa til møderne sine: «Kvar er korn og vin?» vanmegtast som gjenomstungne på gatorne i byen då dei andast ved modersbarm.
ଶସ୍ୟ ଓ ଦ୍ରାକ୍ଷାରସ କାହିଁ? ଏହି କଥା ଆପଣା ଆପଣା ମାତାକୁ କହୁ କହୁ, ସେମାନେ ନଗରର ପଥସମୂହରେ କ୍ଷତବିକ୍ଷତ ଲୋକ ପରି ମୂର୍ଚ୍ଛାପନ୍ନ ହୁଅନ୍ତି, ସେମାନେ ଆପଣା ଆପଣା ମାତାର କୋଳରେ ପ୍ରାଣତ୍ୟାଗ କରନ୍ତି।
Isaan yommuu daandiiwwan magaalaa irratti akkuma namoota madaaʼaniitti gaggabanitti, yommuu lubbuun isaanii hammuu haadha isaanii irratti baʼuuf jirtutti “Buddeennii fi daadhiin wayinii eessaa jiru?” jedhanii haadhota isaanii gaafatu.
ਉਹ ਆਪਣੀਆਂ ਮਾਵਾਂ ਨੂੰ ਰੋ-ਰੋ ਕੇ ਪੁੱਛਦੇ ਹਨ, ਅੰਨ ਅਤੇ ਦਾਖਰਸ ਕਿੱਥੇ ਹਨ? ਉਹ ਸ਼ਹਿਰ ਦੀਆਂ ਗਲੀਆਂ ਵਿੱਚ ਜ਼ਖਮੀ ਮਨੁੱਖ ਵਾਗੂੰ ਬੇਸੁਰਤ ਹੋ ਕੇ, ਆਪਣੀਆਂ ਮਾਵਾਂ ਦੀ ਗੋਦ ਵਿੱਚ ਆਪਣਾ ਪ੍ਰਾਣ ਛੱਡ ਦਿੰਦੇ ਹਨ।
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Matkom swoim mówią: Gdzież jest zboże i wino? Gdy mdleją jako zranieni po ulicach miasta, i wypuszczają duszę swoję na łonie matek swych.
Mówią swoim matkom: Gdzie [jest] zboże i wino? – gdy mdleją jak zranieni na ulicach miasta i oddają swoją duszę na łonie swoich matek.
Eles dizem às suas mães: Onde está o trigo e o vinho?, enquanto desfalecem como feridos pelas ruas da cidade, derramando suas almas no colo de suas mães.
A suas mães dizem: Onde ha trigo e vinho? quando desfallecem como o ferido pelas ruas da cidade, derramando-se a sua alma no regaço de suas mães.
A suas mães dizem: Onde há trigo e vinho? quando desfalecem como o ferido pelas ruas da cidade, derramando-se a sua alma no regaço de suas mães.
Eles perguntam às mães, “Onde estão os grãos e o vinho?” quando desmaiam como os feridos nas ruas da cidade, quando sua alma é derramada no seio de suas mães.
Ей зичяу кэтре мамеле лор: „Унде есте пыне ши вин?” ши кэдяу лешинаць ка ниште рэниць пе улицеле четэций, ышь дэдяу суфлетул ла пептул мамелор лор.
Ei spun mamelor lor: Unde sunt grânele și vinul? când au leșinat asemenea celor răniți pe străzile cetății, când sufletul lor a fost turnat în sânul mamelor lor.
Матерям своим говорят они: “где хлеб и вино?”, умирая, подобно раненым, на улицах городских, изливая души свои в лоно матерей своих.
Говоре матерама својим: Где је жито и вино? Обамиру као рањеници на улицама градским, и испуштају душу своју у наручју матера својих.
Govore materama svojim: gdje je žito i vino? obamiru kao ranjenici na ulicama gradskim, i ispuštaju dušu svoju u naruèju matera svojih.
Vanoti kuna vanamai vavo, “Zvokudya newaini zviripiko?” pavanoziya somurume akuvadzwa munzira dzomuguta, panodururwa upenyu hwavo. Mumaoko avanamai vavo.
Ламед. Матерем своим рекоша: где пшеница и вино? Внегда разслабленым быти им, яко язвеным на стогнах градских, егда изливахуся души их в лоно матерей их.
Svojim materam pravijo: »Kje sta žito in vino?« ko so omedlevali kakor ranjeni na ulicah mesta, ko so bile njihove duše izlite v naročje njihovih mater.
Waxay hooyooyinkood ku yidhaahdaan, Meeh hadhuudhkii iyo khamrigii? Iyagoo jidadka magaalada ku itaaldaran sida dad dhaawac ah oo kale, Markii ay naftoodu kaga baxayso laabta hooyooyinkood.
Lámed: Decían a sus madres: ¿Dónde está el trigo y el vino? Desfalleciendo como muertos en las calles de la ciudad, derramando sus almas en el regazo de sus madres.
Gritan a sus madres: “Necesitamos comida y bebida!” desmayados en las calles de la ciudad como si estuvieran heridos, sus vidas se desvanecen en los brazos de sus madres.
Le preguntan a sus madres, “¿Dónde está el grano y el vino?” cuando se desmayan como los heridos en las calles de la ciudad, cuando su alma se vierte en el seno de su madre.
Preguntan a sus madres: ¿Dónde están el trigo y el vino? Mientras están tendidos como heridos en las calles de la ciudad, Mientras exhalan la vida en el regazo de sus madres.
Preguntan a sus madres: ¿Dónde hay pan y vino? cuando, cual heridos, se desmayan en las plazas de la ciudad; cuando exhalan su alma en el regazo de sus madres.
Decían a sus madres: ¿Dónde está el trigo, y el vino? desfalleciendo como muertos en las calles de la ciudad, derramando sus almas en el regazo de sus madres.
Decían á sus madres: ¿Dónde está el trigo y el vino? Desfallecían como heridos en las calles de la ciudad, derramando sus almas en el regazo de sus madres.
Dicen a sus madres: ¿Dónde está el grano y el vino? cuando caen como los heridos en las plazas abiertas de la ciudad, cuando su vida exhala el último suspiro en el pecho de su madre.
Wanasema kwa mama zao, “Mbegu ziko wapi na mvinyo?” kama wanavyo zimia kama mtu aliye jeruhiwa mitaani mwa mji, maisha yao yamemwaga kwenye kifua cha mama zao.
Wanawaambia mama zao, “Wapi mkate na divai?” wazimiapo kama watu waliojeruhiwa katika barabara za mji, maisha yao yadhoofikavyo mikononi mwa mama zao.
De ropa till sina mödrar: "Var få vi bröd och vin?" Ty försmäktande ligga de såsom slagna på gatorna i staden; ja, de uppgiva sin anda i sina mödrars famn.
Då de sade till sina mödrar: Hvar är bröd och vin? då de försmäktades på gatomen i stadenom, såsom de der dödssåre voro, och uppgåfvo sin anda i deras mödrars famn.
De ropa till sina mödrar: »Var få vi bröd och vin?» Ty försmäktande ligga de såsom slagna på gatorna i staden; ja, de uppgiva sin anda i sina mödrars famn.
Kanilang sinasabi sa kanilang mga ina, saan nandoon ang trigo at alak? Pagka sila'y nanganglulupaypay na parang sugatan sa mga lansangan sa bayan, pagka ang kanilang kaluluwa ay nanglulupaypay sa kandungan ng kanilang mga ina.
Sinasabi nila sa kanilang mga ina, “'Nasaan ang butil at alak?”' nahihimatay tulad ng mga sugatang kalalakihan sa mga lansangan ng lungsod, ibinubuhos ang kanilang mga buhay sa mga kandungan ng kanilang mga ina.
அவர்கள் காயப்பட்டவர்களைப்போல பட்டணத்தின் வீதிகளிலே மயக்கநிலையில் கிடக்கும்போதும், தங்கள் தாய்களின் மடியிலே தங்கள் உயிரை விடும்போதும், தங்கள் தாய்களை நோக்கி: தானியமும் திராட்சைரசமும் எங்கே என்கிறார்கள்.
அப்பிள்ளைகள் காயமுற்ற மனிதரைப்போல், பட்டணத்து வீதிகளில் மயங்கிக் கிடக்கிறார்கள். அவ்வேளையில் அவர்கள் தங்கள் தாயாரிடம், “அப்பமும், பானமும் எங்கே?” எனக்கேட்டு தாயாரின் கைகளில் உயிரை விடுகிறார்கள்.
పట్టణ వీధుల్లో గాయాలతో పడి ఉన్న వారిలాగా మూర్చపోతూ. “ధాన్యం, ద్రాక్షరసం ఏవి?” అంటూ తమ తల్లుల ఒడిలో ప్రాణాలు విడుస్తున్నారు.
ʻOku nau pehē ki heʻenau ngaahi faʻē, “Kofaʻā ʻae koane mo e uaine?” ʻI heʻenau pongia ʻo hangē ko e kau kafo ʻi he hala ʻoe kolo, ʻi he ʻaho ko ia, ʻaia naʻe lilingi ai ʻa honau laumālie ki he fatafata ʻo ʻenau ngaahi faʻē.
Kent meydanlarında yaralılar gibi bayılıp Can çekişirken annelerinin bağrında, “Ekmekle şarap nerede?” diye soruyorlar annelerine.
Wobisa wɔn nanom se, “Ɛhe na brodo ne nsa wɔ?” Bere a wɔtotɔ beraw sɛ apirafo wɔ kuropɔn no mmɔnten so, bere a wɔn nkwa resa wɔ wɔn nanom abasa so.
Wɔbisa wɔn maamenom sɛ, “Ɛhe na aduane ne nsã wɔ?” Ɛberɛ a wɔtotɔ piti sɛ apirafoɔ wɔ kuropɔn no mmɔntene so, ɛberɛ a wɔn nkwa resa wɔ wɔn maamenom abasa so.
Вони кви́лять своїм матеря́м: „Де пожи́ва й вино?“І ску́люються, як ране́ний, на пло́щах міськи́х, коли ду́ші свої випускають на лоні своїх матері́в.
जब वह शहर की गलियों में के ज़ख्मियों की तरह ग़श खाते, और जब अपनी माँओं की गोद में जाँ बलब होते हैं; तो उनसे कहते हैं, कि ग़ल्ला और मय कहाँ है?
| (لامەد) ئۇلار شەھەر كوچىلىرىدا يارىلانغانلاردەك ھالىدىن كەتكەندە، ئانىلىرىنىڭ قۇچىقىدا يېتىپ جان تالاشقاندا، ئانىلىرىغا: «يېمەك-ئىچمەك نەدە؟» دەپ يالۋۇرۇشماقتا. |
(Ламәд) Улар шәһәр кочилирида яриланғанлардәк һалидин кәткәндә, Анилириниң қучиғида йетип җан талашқанда, Анилириға: «Йемәк-ичмәк нәдә?» дәп ялвурушмақта.
(Lamed) Ular sheher kochilirida yarilan’ghanlardek halidin ketkende, Anilirining quchiqida yétip jan talashqanda, Anilirigha: «Yémek-ichmek nede?» dep yalwurushmaqta.
(Lamǝd) Ular xǝⱨǝr koqilirida yarilanƣanlardǝk ⱨalidin kǝtkǝndǝ, Anilirining ⱪuqiⱪida yetip jan talaxⱪanda, Aniliriƣa: «Yemǝk-iqmǝk nǝdǝ?» dǝp yalwuruxmaⱪta.
Chúng nó nói cùng mẹ mình rằng: tìm thóc và rượu ở đâu? Khi ngất đi như kẻ bị thương, nơi các đường phố trong thành; Và khi chúng nó tắt hơi trên lòng mẹ mình.
Chúng nó nói cùng mẹ mình rằng: tìm thóc và rượu ở đâu? Khi nhất đi như kẻ bị thương, nơi các đường phố trong thành; Và khi chúng nó tắt hơi trên lòng mẹ mình.
Chúng kêu gào mẹ: “Chúng con đói và khát!” Chúng sống tàn tạ trong đường phố như cuộc sống của thương binh trong trận chiến. Chúng thở hổn hển rồi tắt hơi trong vòng tay của mẹ.
Wọ́n wí fún àwọn ìyá wọn, “Níbo ni ọkà àti wáìnì wà?” Wò ó bí wọ́n ṣe ń kú lọ bí àwọn ọkùnrin tí a ṣe léṣe ní àwọn òpópónà ìlú, bí ayé wọn ṣe ń ṣòfò láti ọwọ́ ìyá wọn.
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