1 “ Do you know when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch the deer giving birth?

War miyaad taqaan markay ri'dibadeedda qarka joogta dhasho? Miyaadse arki kartaa markay deerooyinku dhalaan?

2 C an you number the months that they carry their young? Or do you know the time when their young are born?

Miyaad tirin kartaa bilaha sidkoodu ku buuxsamo? Miyaadse taqaan wakhtiga ay dhalaan?

3 T hey get down and give birth to their young, and get rid of their pains.

Intay arruntaan ayay ubadkooda dhalaan, Oo fooshoodana way iska saaraan.

4 T heir young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They leave and do not return to them.

Oo ubadkooda yaryaruna way kobcaan, oo waxay ku koraan berrin bannaan, Oo intay baxaan ayaanay mar dambe soo noqon.

5 “ Who has let the wild donkey go free? Who has taken off the ropes which held the fast donkey?

Bal yaa dameerdibadeedka xoreeyey? Yaase dameerdibadeedka xadhkihiisii ka furay?

6 I gave him the desert for a home, and the salt land for a place to live.

Kaas gurigiisa waxaan ka dhigay cidlada, Oo rugtiisuna waa dalka cusbada.

7 H e hates the noise of the city. He does not hear the calls of the man who drives him.

Magaalada buuqeeda wuu quudhsadaa, Oo kexeeyaha qayladiisana ma maqlo.

8 H e goes looking for grass to eat on the mountains. He looks for every green thing.

Xidhiidhka buurahu waa daaqiisa, Oo wuxuu raadiyaa wax kasta oo cagaar ah.

9 W ill the wild ox be willing to serve you? Will he stay through the night by the food you give him to eat?

Dibidibadeedku miyuu raalli ku noqon doonaa inuu kuu adeego? Miyuuse qabaalka xeradaada ku ag hoyan doonaa?

10 C an you tie the wild ox to a plow in the field? Will he follow you to plow the valleys?

Dibidibadeedka miyaad xadhko ku xidhi kartaa si uu beerta u qodo? Miyuuse dooxooyinka kaa daba hagaajin?

11 W ill you trust in him because he is very strong, and leave your work to him?

Xooggiisa badan daraaddiis miyaad isugu hallaynaysaa? Hawshaadase ma isagaad u daynaysaa?

12 W ill you trust him to return and bring your grain to your grain-floor?

Ma waxaad isaga ugu kalsoon tahay inuu midhahaaga guriga keeno, Oo uu kuu soo urursho hadhuudhka goobkaaga wax lagu tumo?

13 “ The wings of the ostrich wave with joy, but are they the wings of love?

Gorayada garabkeedu farxad buu la ruxmadaa, Laakiinse garbaheeda iyo baalasheedu ma wax bay u roon yihiin?

14 F or she leaves her eggs to the earth and lets them get warm in the dust.

Waayo, iyadu ugaxdeeda waxay kaga tagtaa dhulka dushiisa, Oo ciidday ku diirisaa,

15 S he forgets that a foot might crush them, or that the wild animal may step on them.

Oo waxay illowdaa inay cagtu burburinayso, Iyo inuu dugaaggu ku tumanayo.

16 S he is bad in the way she acts toward her young, as if they were not hers. Her work of giving birth is for nothing, for she does not care.

Waxay ku adkaataa dhasheeda, sidii iyagoo aan kuweedii ahayn, Oo in kastoo ay waxtarla'aan u hawshooto haddana iyadu cabsi ma qabto,

17 B ecause God has not given her wisdom or her share of understanding.

Maxaa yeelay, Ilaah baa iyada xigmad u diiday, Oo waxgarashona ma uu siin.

18 W hen she begins to run, she laughs at the horse and the horseman.

Oo markay kor isu qaaddo inay carartona, Waxay quudhsataa faraska iyo kii fuushanba.

19 “ Do you give the horse his strength? Do you dress his neck with long hair?

War ma adigaa faraska xooggiisa siiyey? Surkiisase ma adigaa guudka ruxma huwiyey?

20 D o you make him jump like the locust? The powerful noise he makes with his nostrils fills men with fear.

War ma adigaa ka dhigay inuu sida ayaxa u boodo? Haybadda bururufta sankiisu way cabsi badan tahay.

21 H e hits his foot against the ground in the valley, and has joy in his strength. He goes out to meet the battle.

Dooxaduu qoobka ku garaacaa, oo xooggiisuu ku reyreeyaa, Oo intuu baxo ayuu ka hor tagaa ragga hubka sita.

22 H e laughs at fear and is not afraid. He does not turn back from the sword.

Cabsida wuu ku qoslaa, oo ma uu baqo, Oo seeftana dib ugama noqdo.

23 T he arrows and spears he carries make noise as they hit together.

Korkiisa waxaa ka sanqadha gabooye, Iyo waran birbirqaya iyo hoto.

24 H e runs fast over the ground with shaking and anger. He cannot stand still at the sound of the horn.

Isagu dhulkuu ku liqaa gariir iyo cadho, Oo buunka codkiisa hadduu maqlona ma istaago.

25 W hen the horn sounds, he laughs without fear. He smells the battle from far away. He hears the thunder of the captains, and the war cry.

Oo mar alla markii buunku dhawaaqo ayuu “Haw” yidhaahdaa, Oo meel fog ayuu dagaalka ka uriyaa, Wuxuuna maqlaa saraakiisha qayladooda onkodaysa iyo hugunka.

26 “ Is it by your understanding that the hawk flies, spreading his wings toward the south?

Haadka adagu ma xigmaddaaduu kor ugu duulaa? Garbihiisase xagga koonfureed ma u fidiyaa?

27 I s it because the eagle is obeying you that he flies high and makes his nest in a high place?

Baqalyaduse ma amarkaagay kor ugu duushaa? Oo ma saasay buulkeeda meelaha sarsare uga dhisataa?

28 H e lives on a high rock. His strong place is on the mountain-top that is hard to reach.

Waxay ku hoyataa qarka dheer korkiisa, oo hoygeeduna halkaasuu ku yaal, Xagga qarka dheer dhaladiisa, iyo meesha adag dusheeda.

29 F rom there he looks for his food. His eyes see it from far away.

Oo iyadoo halkaas joogta ayay ugaadh ka fiirsataa, Oo indhaheeduna meel fog bay wax ka arkaan.

30 H e is where dead bodies are and his young ones drink the blood.”

Dhasheeda yaryaru dhiig bay nuugaan, Oo iyana waxay joogtaa hadba meeshii raqu taal.