Proverbs 26
1 As snow in summer, and as rain in harvest, so, unbecoming to a dullard is honour.
Yazda ⱪar yeƣix, Orma waⱪtida yamƣur yeƣix ⱪamlaxmiƣandǝk, Izzǝt-ⱨɵrmǝt ǝhmǝⱪⱪǝ layiⱪ ǝmǝstur.
2 As a sparrow in wandering, as a swallow in flying, so, a causeless curse, shall not alight.
Lǝylǝp uqup yürgǝn ⱪuqⱪaqtǝk, Uqⱪan ⱪarliƣaq yǝrgǝ ⱪonmiƣandǝk, Sǝwǝbsiz ⱪarƣix kixigǝ ziyan kǝltürǝlmǝs.
3 A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the back of dullards.
Atⱪa ⱪamqa, exǝkkǝ nohta lazim bolƣinidǝk, Əhmǝⱪning dümbisigǝ tayaⱪ layiⱪtur.
4 Do not answer a dullard, according to his folly, lest, even thou thyself, become like him;
Əhmǝⱪning ǝhmiⱪanǝ gepi boyiqǝ uningƣa jawab bǝrmigin, Jawab bǝrsǝng ɵzüng uningƣa ohxap ⱪelixing mumkin.
5 Answer a dullard according to his folly, lest he become wise in his own eyes.
Əhmǝⱪning ǝhmiⱪanǝ gepi boyiqǝ uningƣa jawab bǝrgin, Jawab bǝrmisǝng u ɵzining ǝhmǝⱪliⱪini ǝⱪilliⱪ dǝp qaƣlar.
6 One who cutteth off feet, one who drinketh down wrong, is he who sendeth a message by the hand of a dullard.
Ɵz putini kesiwǝtkǝndǝk, Ɵz bexiƣa zulmǝt tiligǝndǝk, Əhmǝⱪtin hǝwǝr yollaxmu xundaⱪ bir ixtur.
7 Useless are the legs of the lame, and a proverb, in the mouth of a dullard.
Tokurning karƣa kǝlmigǝn putliridǝk, Əhmǝⱪning aƣziƣa selinƣan pǝnd-nǝsiⱨǝtmu bikar bolur.
8 Like tying a stone to a sling, so, is he that giveth honour, to a dullard.
Salƣiƣa taxni baƣlap atⱪandǝk, Əhmǝⱪⱪǝ ⱨɵrmǝt bildürüxmu ǝhmiⱪanǝ ixtur.
9 A brier cometh into the hand of a drunken-man, a proverb into the mouth of dullards.
Əhmǝⱪning aƣziƣa selinƣan pǝnd-nǝsiⱨǝt, Mǝstning ⱪoliƣa sanjilƣan tikǝndǝktur.
10 [As] an archer who woundeth every thing, [so] one who hireth a dullard, and a drunkard crossing the sea.
Ɵz yeⱪinlirini ⱪarisiƣa zǝhimlǝndürgǝn oⱪyaqidǝk, Əhmǝⱪni yaki udul kǝlgǝn adǝmni yallap ixlǝtkǝn hojayinmu ohxaxla zǝhimlǝndürgüqidur.
11 As, a dog, returneth onto his own vomit, a dullard, repeateth his folly.
It aylinip kelip ɵz ⱪusuⱪini yaliƣandǝk, Əhmǝⱪ ǝhmǝⱪliⱪini ⱪaytilar.
12 Thou hast seen a man wise in his own eye, —more hope of a dullard, than of him!
Ɵzini dana qaƣlap mǝmnun bolƣan kixini kɵrdüngmu? Uningƣa ümid baƣlimaⱪtin ǝhmǝⱪⱪǝ ümid baƣlimaⱪ ǝwzǝldur.
13 Saith the sluggard, A roaring lion in the road! A tearing lion in the midst of the broadways.
Ⱨurun adǝm: — «Taxⱪirida dǝⱨxǝtlik bir xir turidu, Koqida bir xir yüridu!» — dǝp [ɵydin qiⱪmas].
14 The door, turneth on its hinges, and, the sluggard, upon his bed.
Ɵz mujuⱪida eqilip-yepilip turƣan ixikkǝ ohxax, Ⱨurun kariwatta yetip u yaⱪ-bu yaⱪⱪa ɵrülmǝktǝ.
15 The sluggard burieth his hand in the dish, he is too lazy to bring it back to his mouth.
Ⱨurun ⱪolini sunup ⱪaqiƣa tiⱪⱪini bilǝn, Ƣizani aƣziƣa selixtinmu erinǝr.
16 Wiser is the sluggard in his own eyes, than, seven persons, who can answer with judgment.
Ⱨurun ɵzini pǝm bilǝn jawab bǝrgüqi yǝttǝ kixidinmu dana sanar.
17 As he who layeth hold of the ears of a dog, is a passer-by, who giveth vent to his wrath over a quarrel, not his!
Koqida keliwetip, ɵzigǝ munasiwǝtsiz majiraƣa arilaxⱪan kixi, Itning ⱪuliⱪini tutup sozƣanƣa ohxax hǝtǝrgǝ duqar bolar.
18 As a madman throwing firebrands, arrows and death,
Ɵz yeⱪinlirini aldap «Pǝⱪǝt qaⱪqaⱪ ⱪilip ⱪoydum!» dǝydiƣan kixi, Otⱪaxlarni, oⱪlarni, ⱨǝrhil ǝjǝllik ⱪorallarni atⱪan tǝlwigǝ ohxaydu.
19 So, is a man who deceiveth his neighbour, and saith, Was not, I, in sport?
20 Without wood a fire is quenched, and, where there is no tattler, strife is hushed.
Otun bolmisa ot ɵqǝr; Ƣǝywǝt bolmisa, jedǝl besilar.
21 Black coal to burning blocks, and wood to fire, so is a contentious man, for kindling strife.
Qoƣlar üstigǝ qaqⱪan kɵmürdǝk, Ot üstigǝ ⱪoyƣan otundǝk, jedǝlqi jedǝlni ulƣaytar.
22 the words of a tattler, are dainties, they, therefore go down into the chambers of the inner man.
Ƣǝywǝthorning sɵzliri ⱨǝrhil nazunemǝtlǝrdǝk, Kixining ⱪǝlbigǝ qongⱪur singdürülǝr.
23 Dross silver overlaid upon earthenware, so are burning lips, with a mischievous heart:
Yalⱪunluⱪ lǝwlǝr rǝzil kɵngüllǝrgǝ ⱪoxulƣanda, Sapal ⱪaqiƣa kümüx ⱨǝl bǝrgǝngǝ ohxaxtur.
24 With his lips, the hater dissembleth, but, within himself, he layeth up deceit:
Adawǝt saⱪlaydiƣan adǝm ɵqini gǝpliri bilǝn yapsimu, Kɵnglidǝ ⱪat-ⱪat suyiⱪǝst saⱪlaydu.
25 Though he make gracious his voice, do not trust him, for, seven abominations, are in his heart:
Uning sɵzi qirayliⱪ bolsimu, ixinip kǝtmigin; Ⱪǝlbidǝ yǝttǝ ⱪat iplasliⱪ bardur.
26 Hatred may clothe itself with guile, his wickedness shall be disclosed in the convocation.
U ɵqmǝnlikini qirayliⱪ gǝp bilǝn yapsimu, Lekin rǝzilliki jamaǝtning aldida axkarilinar.
27 He that diggeth a pit, thereinto, shall fall, and, he that rolleth a stone, upon himself, shall it return.
Kixigǝ ora koliƣan ɵzi qüxǝr; Taxni domilatⱪan kixini tax dumilap ⱪaytip kelip uni yanjar.
28 A false tongue, hateth them who are crushed by it, and, a flattering mouth, worketh occasion of stumbling.
Sahta til ɵzi ziyankǝxlik ⱪilƣan kixilǝrgǝ nǝprǝtlinǝr; Huxamǝt ⱪilƣuqi eƣiz adǝmni ⱨalakǝtkǝ ittirǝr.
