1 T he one who scatters has come up against you. Man the fortress, watch the road; Strengthen your back, summon all your strength.

Kii wax burburinayay waa u soo baxay hortiinna. Qalcaddiinna dhawra, oo jidka ilaaliya, oo guntiga isku giijiya, oo xooggiinnana si weyn u adkeeya.

2 F or the Lord will restore the splendor of Jacob Like the splendor of Israel, Even though devastators have devastated them And destroyed their vine branches.

Waayo, Rabbigu sharaftii reer Yacquub wuu u soo celinayaa sidii sharaftii reer binu Israa'iil oo kale, waayo, kuwii wax dhici jiray ayaa dhacay, oo laamahoodii canabka ahaana way wada baabbi'iyeen.

3 T he shields of his mighty men are colored red, The warriors are dressed in scarlet, The chariots are enveloped in flashing steel When he is prepared to march, And the cypress spears are brandished.

Oo raggiisa xoogga badan gaashaankoodiina waa la caseeyey, oo ragga dagaalyahanka ahuna waxay xidhaan dhar guduudan, oo maalintii isdiyaarintiisana gaadhifardoodyadu waa bir widhwidha, oo warmihiina waa loo ruxay si cabsi badan.

4 T he chariots race madly in the streets, They rush wildly in the squares, Their appearance is like torches, They dash to and fro like lightning flashes.

Gaadhifardoodyada ayaa jidadka dhexdooda ka gurdamaya, oo jidadka balballaadhan ayaa midkoodba kan kale ku cidhiidhinaya, oo muuqashadooduna waa sida qori iftiimaya oo kale, waxayna u ordayaan sida hillaaca oo kale.

5 H e remembers his nobles; They stumble in their march, They hurry to her wall, And the mantelet is set up.

Wuxuu xusuustaa geesiyaashiisii, way turunturoodaan markay socdaan, oo derbigay ku degdegayaan, gabbaadkana waa la diyaariyey.

6 T he gates of the rivers are opened And the palace is dissolved.

Irdihii webiyaashu way furmeen, oo gurigii boqorkuna waa baabba'ay.

7 I t is fixed: She is stripped, she is carried away, And her handmaids are moaning like the sound of doves, Beating on their breasts.

Husab waa qaawan tahay, iyadii waa la kaxaystay, oo addoommaheediina waxay ugu musannaabayaan cod u eg midka qoolleyda oo kale, laabtana way garaacayaan.

8 T hough Nineveh was like a pool of water throughout her days, Now they are fleeing; “Stop, stop,” But no one turns back.

Laakiinse Nineweh waxay tan iyo waagii hore ahaan jirtay sidii balli biya ah, habase yeeshee way cararayaan. Waxaa lagu qayliyaa, War jooga, jooga! laakiinse ninna dib uma eego.

9 P lunder the silver! Plunder the gold! For there is no limit to the treasure— Wealth from every kind of desirable object.

War lacagta dhaca, oo dahabka dhaca, waayo, kaydka iyo maalka wacan oo sharafta leh oo dhammu innaba dhammaad ma leh.

10 S he is emptied! Yes, she is desolate and waste! Hearts are melting and knees knocking! Also anguish is in the whole body And all their faces are grown pale!

Way madhan tahay, oo waa baabba', oo waa cidla, oo qalbigu waa dhalaalayaa, lowyuhuna way isgaraacayaan, oo qof kasta dhexdiisa xanuun baa ku jira, oo kulligoodna wejigooda cabsi baa ka muuqanaysa.

11 W here is the den of the lions And the feeding place of the young lions, Where the lion, lioness and lion’s cub prowled, With nothing to disturb them ?

Bal meeday bohoshii libaaxyadu, oo meeday meeshii lagu quudin jiray libaaxyada qayrabka ah, taasoo ah meeshii ay ku socon jireen aarka iyo goosha iyo dhasha libaaxu, iyagoo aan ciduna cabsiin?

12 T he lion tore enough for his cubs, Killed enough for his lionesses, And filled his lairs with prey And his dens with torn flesh.

Aarkii libaaxu wuxuu dhashiisii u dildillaaciyey wax ku filan, oo goolihiisiina wax buu u dilay, oo godadkiisii wuxuu ka buuxsaday ugaadh, oo boholihiisiina wuxuu ka buuxsaday raq.

13 “ Behold, I am against you,” declares the Lord of hosts. “I will burn up her chariots in smoke, a sword will devour your young lions; I will cut off your prey from the land, and no longer will the voice of your messengers be heard.”

Rabbigii ciidammadu wuxuu leeyahay, Bal eega, anigu col baan idinla ahay, oo gaadhifardoodyadana qiiq baan ku gubi doonaa, oo libaaxyada qayrabyada ahna seef baa baabbi'in doonta, oo waxa aad ugaadhsataanna dhulkaan ka dhammayn doonaa, oo codkii wargeysyadiinnana mar dambe lama maqli doono.