¹“Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?

¹Či vieš čas rodenia kamzíkov? Pozoroval si azda svíjať sa jelenice, keď rodia?

²Can you number the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?

²Či počítaš mesiace, ktoré vyplňujú? A či vieš čas ich pôrodu,

³They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, they end their labor pains.

³kedy sa skláňajú, rodia svoje mláďatá, odvrhujú svoje bolesti?

⁴Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth, and don’t return again.

⁴Ich mladé silnejú; rastú na poli; vyjdú a viacej sa nevrátia.

⁵“Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,

⁵Kto pustil divého osla na slobodu, a sväzky toho divocha kto rozviazal?

⁶Whose home I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling place?

⁶Ktorému som dal pustinu za jeho dom a za jeho príbytky slanú zem?

⁷He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.

⁷Smeje sa lomozu mesta; nečuje povyku pohoniča.

⁸The range of the mountains is his pasture, He searches after every green thing.

⁸To, čo najde na vrchoch, je jeho pašou, a vyhľadáva všetko, čo je zelené.

⁹“Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?

⁹Či ti bude chcieť slúžiť jednorožec? Či bude nocovať pri tvojich jasliach?

¹⁰Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?

¹⁰Či pripriahneš jednorožca k brázde jeho povrazom? Či bude za tebou brániť údolia?

¹¹Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?

¹¹Či sa spoľahneš na neho preto, že má veľkú silu, a zanecháš na neho svoju prácu?

¹²Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, and gather the grain of your threshing floor?

¹²Či mu budeš veriť, že svezie tvoje semeno a sprace tvoje humno?

¹³“The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; but are they the feathers and plumage of love?

¹³Krýdlo pštrosov plesá. A istotne to nie je peruť ľútostného bociana ani perie!

¹⁴For she leaves her eggs on the earth, warms them in the dust,

¹⁴Pretože zanechá zemi svoje vajcia a liahnuc hreje ich na prachu

¹⁵and forgets that the foot may crush them, or that the wild animal may trample them.

¹⁵a zabúda, že ich môže rozpučiť noha, alebo že ich môže zašliapať poľná zver.

¹⁶She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,

¹⁶Tvrde zaobchodí so svojimi mláďatami, jako keby neboly jeho, i keby jeho práca mala byť nadarmo, nestrachuje sa o ňu.

¹⁷because God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has he imparted to her understanding.

¹⁷Pretože mu Bôh dal zabudnúť na múdrosť ani mu nedal podielu na rozumnosti.

¹⁸When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.

¹⁸V taký čas, keď zatrepoce krýdlami na výšine, vysmeje sa koňovi i jeho jazdcovi.

¹⁹“Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?

¹⁹Či ty dáš koňovi silu? Či odeješ jeho šiju hrivou?

²⁰Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.

²⁰Či spôsobíš, že bude skákať sťa kobylka? Jeho nádherný frkot je strašný.

²¹He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength. He goes out to meet the armed men.

²¹Jeho nohy hrabú na doline, a plesá vo svojej sile; ide von v ústrety zbrani.

²²He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed, neither does he turn back from the sword.

²²Smeje sa strachu ani sa neľaká ani neustúpi pred mečom,

²³The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.

²³hoci nad ním chreští túl, lesklá kopija a pika;

²⁴He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.

²⁴s hrmotom a s búrlivým hnevom hltá zem ani nepostojí s pokojom, lebo zavznel zvuk trúby.

²⁵As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, ‘Aha!’ He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

²⁵Kedykoľvek zatrúbi trúba, zarehoce, a zďaleka začuchá boj, hrmot kniežat a krik.

²⁶“Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and stretches her wings toward the south?

²⁶Či je to z tvojho rozumu, že lieta jastrab, rozostrie svoje krýdla oproti juhu?

²⁷Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, and makes his nest on high?

²⁷Či na tvoj rozkaz vznáša sa orol a že na vysokom mieste kladie svoje hniezdo?

²⁸On the cliff he dwells, and makes his home, on the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.

²⁸Prebýva na skale a hniezdi na výčnelku skaly, a to jako na hrade.

²⁹From there he spies out the prey. His eyes see it afar off.

²⁹Odtiaľ pátra po žrádle; jeho oči hľadia naďaleko.

³⁰His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is.”

³⁰A jeho mláďatá strebú krv. Kde sú nejakí pobití, tam je aj on.