¹Oo weliba waxaad u baroorataa amiirrada reer binu Israa'iil,

¹And thou, lift up a lamentation unto princes of Israel,

²oo waxaad tidhaahdaa, Hooyadaa maxay ahayd? Gool bay ahayd! oo libaaxyay dhex jiiftay, oo waxay dhasheedii ku dhex korisay libaaxyo yaryar.

²and thou hast said: What [is] thy mother? — a lioness, Among lions she hath crouched down, In the midst of young lions she hath multiplied her whelps.

³Oo dhasheedii midkood ayay korisay, oo wuxuu noqday libaax aaran ah, oo wuxuu bartay sida ugaadha loo qabsado, dad buuna cunay.

³And she bringeth up one of her whelps, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.

⁴Quruumihii baa warkiisii maqlay, oo waxaa isagii lagu qabtay godkoodii, oo dalkii Masar bay qabatooyin ku keeneen.

⁴And hear of it do nations, In their pit it hath been caught, And they bring it in with chains unto the land of Egypt.

⁵Haddaba iyadu markay isagii wax badan sugtay oo ay ka rajo beeshay waxay qaadatay mid kale oo dhasheedii ah, oo waxay ka dhigtay libaax aaran ah.

⁵And she seeth, that stayed — perished hath her hope, And she taketh one of her whelps, A young lion she hath made it.

⁶Oo isaguna libaaxyaduu dhex socday, oo wuxuu noqday libaax aaran ah, oo wuxuu bartay sida ugaadha loo qabsado, dad buuna cunay.

⁶And it goeth up and down in the midst of lions, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.

⁷Qalcadahoodii buu yiqiin, oo magaalooyinkoodiina cidla buu ka dhigay, oo dalkii iyo wixii dhexdiisa ka buuxayba baabba' bay noqdeen, waana codka cidiisa aawadiis.

⁷And it knoweth his forsaken habitations, And their cities it hath laid waste, And desolate is the land and its fulness, Because of the voice of his roaring.

⁸Markaasaa quruumihii dhinac kasta kaga keceen oo gobolladii oo dhan ka soo hujuumeen, oo shabaggoodii bay ku kor kala bixiyeen, oo godkoodaa lagu qabtay.

⁸And set against it do nations Round about from the provinces. And they spread out for it their net, In their pit it hath been caught.

⁹Oo intay qabatooyin ku qabteen ayay khafas ku rideen, oo boqorkii Baabuloon bay u keeneen, oo waxay ku rideen qalcado xoog badan si aan codkiisa mar dambe buuraha reer binu Israa'iil looga maqlin.

⁹And they put it in prison — in chains, And they bring it unto the king of Babylon, They bring it in unto bulwarks, So that its voice is not heard any more On mountains of Israel.

¹⁰Hooyadaa waxay ahayd sidii geed canab ah oo dhiiggaaga ku dhex jira oo biyo lagu ag beeray. Biyaha badan daraaddood ayay wax midho badan iyo laamo miidhan ah u noqotay.

¹⁰Thy mother [is] as a vine in thy blood by waters planted, Fruitful and full of boughs it hath been, Because of many waters.

¹¹Oo waxay lahayd laamo adadag oo ulo u ah kuwa xukunka hayay, oo sarajooggeeduna wuxuu ka sii sara maray geedaha laamahooda waaweyn, oo dhererkeedu wuxuu la muuqday laameheeda badan aawadood.

¹¹And it hath strong rods for sceptres of rulers, And high is its stature above thick branches, And it appeareth in its height In the multitude of its thin shoots.

¹²Laakiinse iyadii cadhaa lagu rujiyey, oo dhulkaa lagu soo xooray, oo dabayshii bari ayaa midheheedii qallajisay, laameheedii adadkaana way jajabeen oo engegeen, oo dab baa iyagii baabbi'iyey.

¹²And it is plucked up in fury, To the earth it hath been cast, And the east wind hath dried up its fruit, Broken and withered hath been the rod of its strength, Fire hath consumed it.

¹³Oo haddana waxaa iyadii lagu dhex beeray cidlada, taasoo ah dhul engegan oo oommanaa.Oo dab baa laameheedii ka soo dhex baxay, oo midhaheedii dhammeeyey, oo sidaas aawadeed iyadu ma leh laan adag oo ul wax lagu xukumo noqon karta. Tanu waa baroorasho, oo baroorashay u noqon doontaa.

¹³And now — it is planted in a wilderness, In a land dry and thirsty.

¹⁴Oo dab baa laameheedii ka soo dhex baxay, oo midhaheedii dhammeeyey, oo sidaas aawadeed iyadu ma leh laan adag oo ul wax lagu xukumo noqon karta. Tanu waa baroorasho, oo baroorashay u noqon doontaa.

¹⁴And go forth doth fire from a rod of its boughs, Its fruit it hath devoured, And it hath no rod of strength — a sceptre to rule, Lamentation it [is] — and it is for a lamentation!`