1 T he one who destroys has come against you, O Nineveh. Put men on the battle-walls. Watch the road. Be strong. Be ready for battle.

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 make Jacob great again, like the greatness of Israel, even when destroyers have destroyed them and 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 battle-coverings of his strong men are red. His men of war are dressed in red. The war-wagons shine like fire when they are made ready. The cypress spears are waved.

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 war-wagons race in the streets. They rush through the city. They look like fire and move like lightning.

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 T he leaders are called. They lose their step as they go, and hurry to the wall. The battle-covering is set up.

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

6 T he river gates are opened, and the king’s house falls down.

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

7 T he city is laid waste and the people are carried away. Her women servants are crying like 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 N ineveh is like a pool, where water runs away. “Stop! Stop!” they cry. 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 T ake the silver! Take the gold! For there is no end of the riches, every kind of thing of great worth.

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

10 E verything has been taken from her! Yes, she is an empty waste! Hearts are melting in fear and knees are knocking! All bodies suffer, and all their faces turn white!

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 home of the lions, the place where they feed their young, where the male and female and young lions went, with nothing to be afraid of?

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 killed enough for his young, and for his female lions. He filled his home with food, 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 “ I am against you,” says the Lord of All. “I will burn up your war-wagons in smoke. A sword will destroy your young lions. I will cut off your food from the land. And the voice of your men who came with news will never be heard again.”

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.