¹“Can you draw out Leviathan Leviathan is a name for a crocodile or similar creature. with a fishhook, or press down his tongue with a cord?

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

²Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

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

³Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?

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

⁴Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?

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

⁵Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?

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

⁶Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?

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

⁷Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?

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

⁸Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.

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

⁹Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t 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 he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?

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

¹¹Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.

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

¹²“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.

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

¹³Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?

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

¹⁴Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.

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

¹⁵Strong scales are his pride, shut up together 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, so that they can’t be pulled apart.

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

¹⁸His sneezing flashes out light. 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 torches. Sparks of fire leap forth.

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

²⁰Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.

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

²¹His breath kindles coals. A flame goes forth from his mouth.

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

²²There is strength in his neck. Terror dances 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 on him. They can’t 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, yes, firm as the lower millstone.

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

²⁵When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.

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

²⁶If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.

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

²⁷He counts iron as straw; and brass as rotten wood.

²⁸The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.

²⁹Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.

³⁰His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.

³¹He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.

³²He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.

³³On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.

³⁴He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”