1 K anu waa Eraygii Rabbiga oo u yimid Yoo'eel ina Fetuu'eel. Weerarkii Ayaxa

This is the word of the Lord that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel. The Land Is Destroyed

2 O dayaashow, kan maqla, oo dadka dalka degganow, dhammaantiin dhegta u dhiga. War tanu ma waxay dhacday wakhtigiinnii mase wakhtigii awowayaashiin?

Hear this, you old men. Listen, all who live in the land. Has anything like this happened in your days or in your fathers’ days?

3 H addaba idinku carruurtiinna u sheega, oo carruurtiinnuna carruurtooda ha u sii sheegeen, oo carruurtooduna qarni kale ha u sii sheegeen.

Tell your sons about it, and let your sons tell their sons, and their sons tell the next sons-to-come.

4 W ixii koronkorrada ka hadhay ayax baa cunay, oo wixii ayaxa ka hadhayna laddaa baa cunay, oo wixii laddaaga ka hadhayna diir baa cuntay.

What the chewing locust has left, the flying locust has eaten. What the flying locust has left, the jumping locust has eaten. And what the jumping locust has left, the destroying locust has eaten.

5 K uwiinna sakhraamiinta ahow, toosa, oo ooya, kuwiinna khamriga cabta oo dhammow, khamrigii macaanaa aawadiis u baroorta, waayo, waa idinka go'ay.

Wake up and cry, you who drink too much. Cry in a loud voice, all you who drink wine, for the sweet wine has been taken from your lips.

6 W aayo, dalkaygii waxaa ku soo kacay quruun xoog badan oo aan tiro lahayn, oo ilkahoodu waa sida ilko libaax oo kale, oo waxay leeyihiin miciyo gool libaax oo kale.

A nation has come to fight against my land. Its army is powerful, with too many to number. Its teeth are the teeth of a lion. It has the long, sharp teeth of a female lion.

7 G eedahaygii canabka ahaa way baabbi'iyeen, oo dhirtaydii berdaha ahaydna way diirteen, wayna mudhxiyeen oo kala tuurtuureen, oo laamahoodiina waa qayax cad.

It has made my vine a waste, and has broken my fig tree to pieces. It has torn off their covering and thrown it away. Their branches have become white.

8 H addaba u musannaaba sidii gabadh joonyad xidhatay oo u barooranaysa arooskeedii ka dhintay.

Cry in sorrow like a young, pure woman dressed in cloth made from hair because the man she was going to marry is dead.

9 Q urbaankii hadhuudhka iyo qurbaankii cabniinku waa ka go'een gurigii Rabbiga, oo wadaaddada ah Rabbiga midiidinnadiisa way barooranayaan.

The grain gifts and drink gifts have been cut off from the house of the Lord. The religious leaders who served the Lord are full of sorrow.

10 B eertii way ba'day oo dhulkii wuu barooranayaa, waayo, hadhuudhkii wuu baabba'ay, oo khamrigii cusbaana waa engegay, oo saliiddiina way cidlaanaysaa.

The fields are laid waste and the land is full of sorrow. The grain is destroyed, the new wine dries up, and the oil wastes away.

11 K uwiinna beerreyda ahow, isku naxa, oo kuwiinna beeraha canabka ah ka shaqeeyow, u ooya sarreenka iyo shiciirka aawadood, waayo, beerta midhaheedii way baabbe'een.

Be troubled, you farmers! Cry in a loud voice, you who take care of the vines! Cry for the wheat and the barley, because what was gathered from the field is destroyed.

12 C anabkii wuu engegay, oo berdihiina wuu dhaday, oo geedkii rummaanka, iyo geedkii timirta, iyo geedkii tufaaxa, iyo xataa dhirtii berrinka ku tiil oo dhammu way wada engegeen, oo farxaddiina way ka dhammaatay binu-aadmiga. Toobadkeenid Ayaa Loogu Yeeray

The vine dries up and the fig tree wastes away. The pomegranate, the palm, the apple tree, and all the trees of the field dry up. And the people’s joy dries up.

13 K uwiinna wadaaddada ahow, joonyado guntada oo ooya, oo kuwiinna meesha allabariga ka adeegow, baroorta. Ilaahayga midiidinnadiisow, kaalaya oo habeenka oo dhan joonyado ku jiifa, waayo, qurbaankii hadhuudhka iyo qurbaankii cabniinkaba waa laga joojiyey gurigii Ilaahiinna.

Dress in cloth made from hair, and cry in sorrow, you religious leaders! Cry in a loud voice, you who serve at the altar! Come, spend the night in cloth made from hair, you who serve my God. For the grain gifts and drink gifts are kept from the house of your God.

14 H addaba soon naadiya, oo shir ku dhawaaqa, oo soo wada ururiya odayaasha iyo dadka dalka deggan oo dhan, oo waxaad isugu keentaan guriga Rabbiga Ilaahiinna ah, oo markaas Rabbiga u qayshada.

Set apart a time when no food will be eaten. Call together a holy meeting. Gather the leaders and all the people of the land to the house of the Lord your God, and cry out to the Lord.

15 W axaa hoogtay maalintaas! Waayo, maalintii Rabbigu way soo dhow dahay, oo waxay u imanaysaa sida halligaad ka timid xagga Ilaaha Qaadirka ah.

What a bad day it will be! The day of the Lord is near, when the All-powerful God will come to destroy.

16 W ar cuntadii sow kama go'in indhahayaga hortooda, farxaddii iyo rayrayntiina sow kama baabbi'in gurigii Ilaahayaga?

Do you see how our food has been taken from us? Has not happiness and joy been cut off from the house of our God?

17 A buurkii la beeray wuxuu ku qalalay ciidda hoosteeda, oo maqsinnadiina way baabbe'een, oo bakhaarradiina waa la dumiyey, maxaa yeelay, hadhuudhkii baa qalalay.

The seeds dry up under the ground. The store-houses are laid waste. The buildings where the grain was kept are torn down, for the grain is destroyed.

18 X ayawaanku aad iyo aad bay u cabaadaan, oo sofyada lo'da ahu waxay la welwelsan yihiin daaqla'aan, oo xataa xeryaha idaha ahu waa dhibaataysan yihiin.

How the animals cry inside themselves! The cattle go from place to place because there is no food for them. Even the flocks of sheep suffer.

19 R abbiyow, adigaan kuu qayshanayaa, waayo, dab baa laastay daaqii cidlada, oo dhirtii duurka ku tiilna olol baa wada gubay.

I cry to You, O Lord. For fire has destroyed the fields of the desert. All the trees of the field have burned up.

20 H addaba xayawaankii duurku biyahay kaa doonayaan, waayo, durdurradii biyuhu way engegeen, oo daaqii cidladana dab baa laastay.

Even the animals of the field cry to You. For the rivers are dried up, and fire has burned up the fields of the desert.