Job 7
1 Has not man his ordered time of trouble on the earth? and are not his days like the days of a servant working for payment?
Boni, bomoi ya moto awa na se ezali kaka bomoi ya pasi te? Mikolo ya bomoi na ye ezali penza mikolo ya mongamba te?
2 As a servant desiring the shades of evening, and a workman looking for his payment:
Ndenge mowumbu azelaka pio ya pokwa to ndenge mongamba azelaka makasi lifuti na ye,
3 So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
ngai nazwaki lokola libula, basanza ya pamba mpe babutu ya pasi na pasi.
4 When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.
Soki kaka nalali, nakomi komituna: ‹ Tango nini nakolamuka? › Mpe soki kaka nalamuki: ‹ Tango nini butu ekoya? › Nalembi komitungisa tango nyonso.
5 My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
Nkusu mpe makwanza ezipi nzoto na ngai, poso ya nzoto na ngai ezoki-zoki bapota mpe ekomi kolumba solo.
6 My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.
Mikolo ya bomoi na ngai ezali koleka mbangu penza koleka tonga oyo mosali bilamba asalelaka; nakomi na suka, mpe elikya na ngai nyonso esili.
7 O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.
Oh Nkolo, kobosana te ete bomoi na ngai ezali kaka pema ya pamba! Miso na ngai ekomona lisusu bolamu te.
8 The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.
Liso oyo ezali komona ngai sik’oyo ekotikala komona ngai lisusu te; okoluka ngai, kasi nakozala lisusu te.
9 A cloud comes to an end and is gone; so he who goes down into the underworld comes not up again. (Sheol h7585)
Ndenge mapata ekendaka mpe elimwaka, ndenge wana mpe moto oyo akendaka na mboka ya bakufi azongaka lisusu te. (Sheol h7585)
10 He will not come back to his house, and his place will have no more knowledge of him.
Akozonga lisusu te na ndako na ye, mpe ndako na ye ekoyeba ye lisusu te.
11 So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.
Yango wana, nakokanga monoko na ngai te, molimo na ngai ekoloba kaka na mawa, mpe motema na ngai ekolela kaka pasi na ngai.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?
Boni, nakomi ebale to elima ya mayi mpo ete batiela ngai bikangiseli?
13 When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;
Nakanisaka ete soki nalali, mbeto na ngai ekobondisa ngai mpe pongi ekokitisa pasi na ngai;
14 Then you send dreams to me, and visions of fear;
nzokande, ozali lisusu kotungisa ngai na bandoto ya mabe mpe kobangisa ngai na bimoniseli ya somo.
15 So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
Malamu bafina ngai kingo mpe nakufa, pamba te kufa ezali na litomba koleka bomoi oyo.
16 I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath.
Nayini bomoi na ngai; nawumela libela te na bomoi! Tika ngai kimia, pamba te mikolo na ngai ezanga na yango tina.
17 What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,
Moto azali penza nani mpo ete okanisaka ye, mpo ete olandelaka ye na bokebi,
18 And that your hand is on him every morning, and that you are testing him every minute?
mpo ete otalaka ye tango nyonso mpe omekaka ye tango nyonso?
19 How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
Mpo na nini okoki kolongola miso na Yo te likolo na ngai? Mpo na nini okoki kotika ngai kimia te ata mpo na ngonga moke?
20 If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?
Oh Mokeli na ngai, soki nasali lisumu, eloko nini ngai nasali Yo? Mpo na nini oponi kaka kobeta ngai? Boni, nakomi mokumba mpo na Yo?
21 And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.
Mpo na nini ozali kolimbisa mabunga na ngai te mpe ozali kobosana masumu na ngai te? Kala mingi te, nakokende kolala na putulu; okoluka ngai, kasi nakozala lisusu te. »
