¹Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?

¹Zalud je nadu u njega gojiti, na pogled njegov čovjek već pogiba.

²Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?

²Junaka nema da njega razdraži, tko će mu se u lice suprotstavit'?

³Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee?

³Tko se sukobi s njim i živ ostade? Pod nebesima tog čovjeka nema!

⁴Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?

⁴Prešutjet neću njegove udove, ni silnu snagu, ni ljepotu stasa.

⁵Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?

⁵Tko mu smije razodjenut' odjeću, tko li kroz dvostruk prodrijeti mu oklop?

⁶Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?

⁶Tko će mu ralje rastvorit' dvokrilne kad strah vlada oko zubi njegovih?

⁷Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?

⁷Hrbat mu je od ljuskavih štitova, zapečaćenih pečatom kamenim.

⁸Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.

⁸Jedni uz druge tako se sljubiše da među njima dah ne bi prošao.

⁹Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?

⁹Tako su čvrsto slijepljeni zajedno: priljubljeni, razdvojit' se ne mogu.

¹⁰None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?

¹⁰Kad kihne, svjetlost iz njega zapršti, poput zorinih vjeđa oči su mu.

¹¹Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.

¹¹Zublje plamsaju iz njegovih ralja, iskre ognjene iz njih se prosiplju.

¹²I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.

¹²Iz nozdrva mu sukljaju dimovi kao iz kotla što kipi na vatri.

¹³Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?

¹³Dah bi njegov zapalio ugljevlje, jer mu iz ralja plamenovi suču.

¹⁴Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.

¹⁴U šiji leži sva snaga njegova, a ispred njega užas se prostire.

¹⁵His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.

¹⁵Kad se ispravi, zastrepe valovi i prema morskoj uzmiču pučini.

¹⁶One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.

¹⁶Poput pećine srce mu je tvrdo, poput mlinskoga kamena otporno.

¹⁷They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.

¹⁷Pregibi tusta mesa srasli su mu, čvrsti su kao da su saliveni.

¹⁸By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

¹⁸Zgodi li ga mač, od njeg se odbije, tako i koplje, sulica i strijela.

¹⁹Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.

¹⁹Poput slame je za njega željezo, mjed je k'o drvo iscrvotočeno.

²⁰Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.

²⁰On ne uzmiče od strelice s luka, stijenje iz praćke na nj k'o pljeva pada.

²¹His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.

²¹K'o slamčica je toljaga za njega, koplju se smije kad zazviždi nad njim.

²²In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.

²²Crepovlje oštro ima na trbuhu i blato njime ore k'o drljačom.

²³The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.

²³Pod njim vrtlog sav k'o lonac uskipi, uspjeni more k'o pomast u kotlu.

²⁴His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.

²⁴Za sobom svijetlu ostavlja on brazdu, regbi, bijelo runo bezdan prekriva.

²⁵When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.

²⁵Ništa slično na zemlji ne postoji i niti je tko tako neustrašiv.

²⁶The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.

²⁶I na najviše on s visoka gleda, kralj je svakome, i najponosnijim."

²⁷He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.

²⁸The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.

²⁹Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.

³⁰Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.

³¹He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

³²He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.

³³Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.

³⁴He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.