Isaiah 15
1 The burden of Moab. For in a night, Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing. For in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing.
Maloba ya kosambisa mokili ya Moabi: Pamba te na butu oyo Moabi ebebisamaki, Ari kati na Moabi mpe ebebisamaki, solo, ebebisamaki kaka na butu moko! Kiri kati na Moabi mpe ebebisamaki; solo, ebebisamaki kaka na butu moko!
2 They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep. Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba. Baldness is on all of their heads. Every beard is cut off.
Bato ya Diboni bazali komata na bisika na bango ya bule, na bisambelo na bango ya likolo ya bangomba, mpo na kolela; Moabi akomi koganga mpo na Nebo mpe Medeba. Bakokoli mito nyonso mpe bakati mandefu nyonso.
3 In their streets, they clothe themselves in sackcloth. In their streets and on their housetops, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
Balati-lati basaki na babalabala, bato nyonso bazali kolela na likolo ya mitondo ya bandako mpe na bisika oyo bato ebele bakutanaka; bazali penza kosopa mpinzoli ebele.
4 Heshbon cries out with Elealeh. Their voice is heard even to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud. Their souls tremble within them.
Eshiboni mpe Eleale ezali koganga makasi, mingongo ya bato na yango ezali koyokana kino na Yakatsi; yango wana, mampinga ya Moabi bazali mpe koganga mpe mitema na bango ebukani.
5 My heart cries out for Moab! Her nobles flee to Zoar, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for on the way to Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction.
Nazali kolela na se ya motema mpo na Moabi, banguna na ye bazali kokima kino na Tsoari, kino na Egilati-Shelishiya; bazali komata na nzela ya Luyiti na kolela; mpe na nzela ya Oronayimi, bazali kosala matanga mpo na kobebisama na bango.
6 For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
Mayi ya Nimirimi ekawuki, bongo matiti mpe esili kokawuka, matiti ya mobesu eziki-ziki nyonso mpe matiti ya kitoko ezali lisusu te.
7 Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the brook of the willows.
Yango wana, bamemi bomengo oyo bazwaki mpe oyo babombaki na lubwaku ya banzete ya pepiliye.
8 For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab, its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim.
Kolela na bango etamboli na mokili mobimba ya Moabi; koganga na bango eyokanaki kino na Egilayimi, mpe kino na mabulu ya mayi ya Elimi.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more on Dimon, a lion on those of Moab who escape, and on the remnant of the land.
Mayi ya Dimoni etondi na makila, kasi nakotinda lisusu pasi makasi na Dimoni: nkosi moko ekobimela bato ya Moabi oyo bakobika.
