1 T he words of Agur the son of Jakeh, his utterance. This man declared to Ithiel—to Ithiel and Ucal:

Kuwanu waa erayadii Aaguur ina Yaaqeh, oo ahaa reer Masaa. Ninku wuxuu la hadlay Iitii'eel, iyo xataa Iitii'eel iyo Ukaal, oo ku yidhi,

2 S urely I am more stupid than any man, And do not have the understanding of a man.

Hubaal anigu waan ka doqonnimo weynahay nin kastaba, Oo dad waxgarashadiisana ma lihi.

3 I neither learned wisdom Nor have knowledge of the Holy One.

Xigmad ma aan baran, Aqoonta Kan quduuska ahna ma aqaan.

4 W ho has ascended into heaven, or descended? Who has gathered the wind in His fists? Who has bound the waters in a garment? Who has established all the ends of the earth? What is His name, and what is His Son’s name, If you know?

Yaa samada u baxay, oo ka soo degay? Yaa dabaysha gacmihiisa ku soo ururshay? Yaa biyaha dharkiisa ku guntay? Yaa dhulka darafyadiisa oo dhan dhisay? Magicii, wiilkiisana magicii, haddaad taqaan?

5 E very word of God is pure; He is a shield to those who put their trust in Him.

Eray kasta oo Ilaah waa daahir; Oo isagu wuxuu gaashaan u yahay kuwa isaga aaminsan.

6 D o not add to His words, Lest He rebuke you, and you be found a liar.

Erayadiisa waxba ha ku darin, Waaba intaas oo uu ku canaantaa, oo lagu ogaadaa inaad beenaaleh tahay.

7 T wo things I request of You (Deprive me not before I die):

Laba waxyaalood ayaan ku weyddiistay, Iyaga ha ii diidin intaanan dhiman.

8 R emove falsehood and lies far from me; Give me neither poverty nor riches— Feed me with the food allotted to me;

Wax aan waxtar lahayn iyo been iga fogee, Oo caydhnimo iyo taajirnimo midna ha i siin. Igu quudi cunto aanan ka maarmin,

9 L est I be full and deny You, And say, “Who is the Lord ?” Or lest I be poor and steal, And profane the name of my God.

Waaba intaasoo intaan dhergo, aan adiga ku inkiraaye, oo aan idhaahdaa, Waa ayo Rabbigu? Amase waaba intaasoo aan miskiin noqdaa, oo intaan wax xado, Aan magaca Ilaahayga si been ah ugu hadal qaadaaye.

10 D o not malign a servant to his master, Lest he curse you, and you be found guilty.

Addoon sayidkiisa xan ha uga sheegin, Waaba intaas oo uu ku habaaraa, oo eed lagugu helaaye.

11 T here is a generation that curses its father, And does not bless its mother.

Waxaa jira farcan aabbahood inkaara, Oo aan hooyadoodna u ducayn.

12 T here is a generation that is pure in its own eyes, Yet is not washed from its filthiness.

Waxaa jira farcan isla daahirsan, Oo weliba aan nijaastoodii ka maydhmin.

13 T here is a generation—oh, how lofty are their eyes! And their eyelids are lifted up.

Waxaa jira farcan indhahoodu aad u sarreeyaan! Oo daboolka indhahoodana kor bay u qaadaan.

14 T here is a generation whose teeth are like swords, And whose fangs are like knives, To devour the poor from off the earth, And the needy from among men.

Waxaa jira farcan ilkahoodu sida seefo oo kale yihiin, oo gowsahooduna sida mindiyo oo kale yihiin, Si ay masaakiinta dhulka uga baabbi'iyaan, oo ay kuwa baahanna dadka dhexdiisa uga dhammeeyaan.

15 T he leech has two daughters— Give and Give! There are three things that are never satisfied, Four never say, “Enough!”:

Culaacushu waxay leedahay laba gabdhood, oo leh, Na sii, Na sii. Waxaa jira saddex waxyaalood oo aan weligood dhergin, Haah, oo afar aan odhan, Bes, nagu filan;

16 T he grave, The barren womb, The earth that is not satisfied with water— And the fire never says, “Enough!”

Waxaana weeye qabriga, iyo maxalka aan wax dhalayn, Iyo dhulka aan biyo ka dhergayn, Iyo dabka aan odhan, Bes, igu filan.

17 T he eye that mocks his father, And scorns obedience to his mother, The ravens of the valley will pick it out, And the young eagles will eat it.

Isha aabbaheed ku majaajiloota, Oo quudhsata inay hooyadeed addeecdo, Waxaa la soo bixi doona tukayaasha dooxada, Oo waxaa cuni doona gorgorrada.

18 T here are three things which are too wonderful for me, Yes, four which I do not understand:

Waxaa jira saddex waxyaalood oo anigu aan aad ula yaabo, Haah, afar baan garan waayay,

19 T he way of an eagle in the air, The way of a serpent on a rock, The way of a ship in the midst of the sea, And the way of a man with a virgin.

Oo iyana waxaa weeye siduu gorgor hawada u duulo, Siduu masna dhagax ugu socdo, Siday doonnina badda u maaxdo, Iyo siduu nin gabadh ula macaamiloodo.

20 T his is the way of an adulterous woman: She eats and wipes her mouth, And says, “I have done no wickedness.”

Sidaas oo kale waxaa ah naag dhillo ah sideeda, Taasoo intay wax cunto afka tirtirta, Oo haddana tidhaahda, Anigu waxba xumaan ma aan samayn.

21 F or three things the earth is perturbed, Yes, for four it cannot bear up:

Saddex waxyaalood ayaa dhulku la gariiraa, Oo afar baanu qaadan karin,

22 F or a servant when he reigns, A fool when he is filled with food,

Waxaana weeye addoon markuu boqor noqdo, Iyo nacas markuu cunto ka dhergo,

23 A hateful woman when she is married, And a maidservant who succeeds her mistress.

Iyo naag la nacay markay guursato, Iyo gabadh addoon ahu markay sayidaddeedii meesheeda gasho.

24 T here are four things which are little on the earth, But they are exceedingly wise:

Waxaa jira afar waxyaalood oo dhulka ku yaryar, Laakiinse aad iyo aad u caqli badan.

25 T he ants are a people not strong, Yet they prepare their food in the summer;

Qudhaanjadu waa sida dad aan xoog badnayn, Laakiinse waxay cuntadooda soo diyaarsadaan guga.

26 T he rock badgers are a feeble folk, Yet they make their homes in the crags;

Walooyinku waa qoon taagdaran, Oo haddana waxay guryahooda ka samaystaan dhagaxyada dhexdooda;

27 T he locusts have no king, Yet they all advance in ranks;

Ayaxu boqor ma leh, Weliba dhammaantood guuto guuto ayay u socdaan.

28 T he spider skillfully grasps with its hands, And it is in kings’ palaces.

Qorratadu waa wax gacanta lagu qaban karo, Weliba waxay joogtaa guryaha boqorrada.

29 T here are three things which are majestic in pace, Yes, four which are stately in walk:

Waxaa jira saddex waxyaalood oo si fiican u socda, Haah, oo afar waa socod wanaagsan yihiin.

30 A lion, which is mighty among beasts And does not turn away from any;

Aar libaax oo ah kan xayawaanka ugu xoogga badan, Oo aan weliba midna dib uga noqon,

31 A greyhound, A male goat also, And a king whose troops are with him.

Diiqa xarragoonaya, iyo orgiga; Iyo boqorka aanay dadku gees ka ahayn.

32 I f you have been foolish in exalting yourself, Or if you have devised evil, put your hand on your mouth.

Haddaad nacasnimo samaysay adoo isa sarraysiinaya, Ama aad wax shar ah ka fikirtay, Gacanta afka saar.

33 F or as the churning of milk produces butter, And wringing the nose produces blood, So the forcing of wrath produces strife.

Waayo, caanihii la lulaa subag bay soo saaraan, Sankii la maroojiyaana dhiig buu keenaa, Sidaas oo kalena cadhadii la qasbaa dirir bay keentaa.