Micah 7:1

Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Mjerë unë! Sepse jam si ata që vjelin frutat e verës, si ata që mbledhin rrushin e vitit: nuk ka asnjë vile për të ngrënë, shpirti im dëshëron një fik të parë.
وَيْلٌ لِي! لِأَنِّي صِرْتُ كَجَنَى ٱلصَّيْفِ، كَخُصَاصَةِ ٱلْقِطَافِ، لَا عُنْقُودَ لِلْأَكْلِ وَلَا بَاكُورَةَ تِينَةٍ ٱشْتَهَتْهَا نَفْسِي.
وَيْلٌ لِي، فَقَدْ صِرْتُ كَرَجُلٍ جَائِعٍ جَاءَ يَبْحَثُ عَنْ جَنْيِ الصَّيْفِ وَبَقَايَا قِطَافِ الْعِنَبِ، فَلَمْ يَجِدْ عُنْقُوداً لِلأَكْلِ وَلاَ شَيْئاً مِنْ بَاكُورَةِ التِّينِ مِمَّا تَشْتَهِيهِ نَفْسِي.
মোৰ সন্তাপ হ’ল! কাৰণ মই গ্রীষ্মকালৰ ফল চপাই শেষ হৈ যোৱাৰ নিচিনা, আৰু দ্ৰাক্ষাবাৰীত থাকি যোৱা দ্রাক্ষাগুটি গোটোৱাৰ দৰে হলোঁ, কাৰণ তাত পুনৰ কোনো ফলৰ থোপা বিচাৰি পোৱা নাযায়, তথাপিও মই প্ৰথমে পকা ডিমৰু ফল পাবলৈ ইচ্ছা কৰিছোঁ।
Vay halıma! Mən bir adama bənzəyirəm ki, Yay mövsümündən sonra Meyvəsi tamam yığılmış, Tənəkləri təmizlənmiş, Nə üzüm salxımı, Nə də könlü istəyən bir dənə əncir yeməyə qalıb.
ধিক আমাকে! কারণ এটা আমার জন্য এমন যখন গরমকালের ফল সংগ্রহ হয়ে যাওয়া যেমন, তেমন এবং এমনকি আঙ্গুর বাগানে পড়ে থাকা আঙ্গুর কুড়ানোর মত: সেখানে আর কোন ফলের থোকা পাওয়া যায় না, কিন্তু আমি এখনও প্রথম পাকা ডুমুরের জন্য আশা করি।
Горко ми! Защото съм като последно бране летни плодове, Като пабирък след гроздобер; Няма грозд за ядене, Нито първозряла смоковница, която душата ми желае.
Alaot ako! Kay nahisama ako sa dihang nahuman na ang ting-ani sa ting-init, ug bisan usab ang paghagdaw sa nahibilin nga mga ubas sa kaparasan: Wala nay pungpong sa bunga nga makaplagan, walay bag-ong hinog nga igera nga akong nakuha.
Kai loe khosak bing boeh! Kai loe nipui tue ah pakhrik ih thingthai baktih, misurtui takha thung ih misurthaih kanghmat baktiah ni ka oh boeh; caak han misurthaih om ai, ka caak han koeh ih athai tangsuek thingthai doeh om ai.
Ya-oe kai aih he, khohal cangah bang maila, misurbit loh a yoep hnukah, a su aka om pawt bangla ka om. Thaihloe caak hamla ka hinglu loh a ngaidam.
Ada kahitai! Ajeh chu thingga akilona nunga koiman nehdingkimu talou bangbeple lengpi theigalehtheichangkichomnanungtabang in kaumdoh tai.
哀哉!我好像夏天的果子已被收尽, 又像摘了葡萄所剩下的, 没有一挂可吃的; 我心羡慕初熟的无花果。
哀哉!我好像夏天的果子已被收盡, 又像摘了葡萄所剩下的, 沒有一掛可吃的; 我心羨慕初熟的無花果。
Teško meni! Postao sam kao žetelac ljeti, kao trgač poslije jematve: nema bobice grožđa da je pozobljem, nema smokve ranke za kojom žudim!
Běda mně, že jsem jako paběrek úrod letních, jako paběrkové po vinobraní. Není žádného hroznu k jídlu, prvotiny z ovoce žádá duše má.
Ve mig! Det går mig som ved ved Frugthøst, ved Vinhøstens Efterslæt: Ikke en Drue at spise, ej en Figen, min Sjæl har Lyst til!
Wee mij; ik ben als een vruchten-plukker, Als hij nalezing houdt na de oogst: Er is geen druif meer om te eten, Geen vroege vijg, waarnaar ik smacht.
Ai mij! want ik ben, als wanneer de zomervruchten zijn ingezameld; als wanneer de nalezingen in den wijnoogst geschied zijn; er is geen druif om te eten; mijn ziel begeert vroegrijpe vrucht.
Woe is me! For I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage. There is no cluster to eat. My soul desires the first ripe fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; my soul desireth the first-ripe fig.
Sorrow is mine! for I am as when they have got in the summer fruits, like the last of the grapes: there is nothing for food, not even an early fig for my desire.
Alas for me! for I am become as one gathering straw in harvest, and as [one gathering] grape-gleanings in the vintage, when there is no cluster for me to eat the first-ripe fruit: alas my soul!
Alas for me! for I am become as one gathering straw in harvest, and as [one gathering] grape-gleanings in the vintage, when there is no cluster for me to eat the first-ripe fruit: alas my soul!
Woe to me, for I have become just like one who gleans the clusters of the vintage in autumn. There is no cluster of grapes to consume; my soul desired figs out of season.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer-fruits, as the grape-gleanings of the vintage. There is no cluster to eat; there is no early fruit [which] my soul desired.
Woe is me, for I am become as one that gleaneth in autumn the grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat, my soul desired the firstripe figs.
I'm totally miserable! I've become like someone trying to glean summer fruit after the grape harvest is over. I can't find any grapes to eat, and there are no early figs that I love.
Woe is me, for I am as the sommer gatherings, and as the grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eate: my soule desired the first ripe fruites.
Woe is me! for I am as the last of the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage; there is no cluster to eat; nor first-ripe fig which my soul desireth.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: [there is] no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the first ripe fruit.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the gleaning of grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the first-fruits fruit.
Alas for me! for I am become as one gathering straw in harvest, and as [one gathering] grape-gleanings in the vintage, when there is no cluster for me to eat the first-ripe fruit: alas my soul!
Misery is mine. Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard: There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine. Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard: There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine. Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard: There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine. Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard: There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine. Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard: There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine. Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard: There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Woe, woe is me, for I have become like a field after harvest, like a vineyard after gathering; not a cluster of grapes to eat, not a fig that anyone desires.
Woe, woe is me, for I have become like a field after harvest, like a vineyard after gathering; not a cluster of grapes to eat, not a fig that anyone desires.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; my soul desireth the firstripe fig.
Alas for me! for I am become as gatherings of summer fruit, as gleaning-grapes in harvest, there is no cluster to eat, the first ripe fruit, my soul, craved.
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I am very miserable/frustrated! I am like [SIM] someone who is hungry, [who searches for fruit to pick] after all the fruit had been picked and who finds no grapes or figs to eat.
Woe is me! I have become like the gathering of summer fruit, and like the grapes that have been gleaned; there is no grape cluster to eat, no ripe early fig that my soul desires.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape-gleanings of the vintage: [there is] no cluster to eat: my soul desired the first ripe fruit.
Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Misery is mine! Indeed, I am like one who gathers the summer fruits, as gleanings of the vineyard. There is no cluster of grapes to eat. My soul desires to eat the early fig.
Wo to me, for Y am maad as he that gaderith in heruest rasyns of grapis; there is no clustre for to ete; my soule desiride figis ripe bifore othere.
My woe [is] to me, for I have been As gatherings of summer-fruit, As gleanings of harvest, There is no cluster to eat, The first-ripe fruit desired hath my soul.
Ho ve al mi! ĉar mi fariĝis kiel kolektanto de someraj fruktoj kaj de restaĵo de vinberoj, kiu ne trovas beron manĝeblan; bonan maturan frukton deziras mia animo.
Voi minua! sillä minulle tapahtuu niinkuin sille, joka viinamäessä tähteitä hakee, kussa ei viinamarjoja löytä syötää; ja minun sieluni himoitsee varhaista hedelmää.
Voi minua, sillä minun käy niinkuin hedelmänkorjuussa, niinkuin viinisadon jälkikorjuussa: ei ole rypälettä syödäkseni, ei varhaisviikunaa, jota minun sieluni himoitsee.
Hélas! je suis comme après la récolte des fruits d'été, comme après le grappillage de la vendange: pas une grappe a manger! pas une des premières figues que mon âme désire!
Malheur à moi! car je suis comme quand on a fait la cueillette des fruits d'été, comme les grappillages lors de la vendange: pas une grappe de raisin à manger! aucun fruit précoce que mon âme désirait!
Malheur à moi! car je suis comme quand on a cueilli les fruits d'Eté, et les grappillages de la vendange; il n'y a point de grappe pour manger, et mon âme désirait des premiers fruits.
Malheur à moi! Car je suis comme à la récolte des fruits, Comme au grappillage après la vendange: Il n’y a point de grappes à manger, Point de ces primeurs que mon âme désire.
Malheur à moi! Car je suis comme lorsqu'on a cueilli les fruits d'été, comme les grappillages de la vendange. Il n'y a point de grappes à manger, point de ces figues hâtives que désire mon âme.
Malheureux! je suis comme quand les fruits sont cueillis, que l'on grappille après la vendange! Point de raisin à manger, de ces figues hâtives que désire mon âme.
Malheur à moi! me voilà comme celui qui ramasse du chaume en la moisson, ou qui cueille un grappillon de la vendange, n'ayant pas à lui une seule grappe pour en manger les prémices; malheur à mon âme!
Quelle douleur pour moi! Je suis là comme après la récolte des fruits, comme au grappillage qui suit la vendange: pas une grappe à manger, pas une figue tendre pouvant plaire à mon goût!
Weh mir! Es geht mir wie beim Obsternten, wie bei der Nachlese der Traubenernte! Nicht eine Traube ist zum Essen da, nicht eine frühgereifte Feige, nach der einen gelüstet.
Wehe mir! denn mir ist es wie bei der Obstlese, wie bei der Nachlese der Weinernte: keine Traube zu essen! keine Frühfeige, die meine Seele begehrt!
Wehe mir! Denn mir ist es wie bei der Obstlese, wie bei der Nachlese der Weinernte: keine Traube zu essen! Keine Frühfeige, die meine Seele begehrt!
Weh mir! Denn es ist mir ergangen wie bei der Obstlese, wie bei der Nachlese in der Weinernte: Keine Traube mehr zum Essen, keine Frühfeige, nach der mich's gelüstete!
Ach, es gehet mir wie einem, der im Weinberge nachlieset, da man keine Trauben findet zu essen, und wollte doch gerne der besten Früchte haben.
Ach, es geht mir wie einem, der im Weinberge nachliest, da man keine Trauben findet zu essen, und wollte doch gerne die besten Früchte haben.
Wehe mir, mir wird es wie beim Sammeln der Sommerfrüchte, wie wenn man nachliest in der Weinernte: keine Traube zum Essen. Nach der Frühfeige gelüstet meine Seele.
οιμμοι οτι εγενομην ως συναγων καλαμην εν αμητω και ως επιφυλλιδα εν τρυγητω ουχ υπαρχοντος βοτρυος του φαγειν τα πρωτογονα οιμμοι ψυχη
મને અફસોસ છે! કેમ કે ઉનાળાનાં ફળ વીણી લીધા પછીની જેવી સ્થિતિ, એટલે દ્રાક્ષા વીણી લીધા પછી બચી ગયેલી દ્રાક્ષા જેવી મારી સ્થિતિ છે: ત્યાં ફળની લૂમ મળશે નહિ, પાકેલાં અંજીર જેને માટે હું તલસું છું તે પણ નહિ મળે.
Ala malè pou mwen, mezanmi! Mwen tankou yon moun ki grangou nan mitan sezon rekòt epi ki pa jwenn yon ti fwi sou pyebwa, ni yon ti grenn rezen pou m' mete nan bouch mwen. Tout rezen fin keyi. Tout bon fig frans fin tonbe.
A UWE ia'u! no ka mea, ua like au me ka ohi ai ana o ke kau, E like me na koena huawaina o ka ohi ana: Aohe huhui e ai ai; makemake iho la kuu naau i ka hua fiku mua.
אללי לי כי הייתי כאספי קיץ כעללת בציר אין אשכול לאכול בכורה אותה נפשי
אַ֣לְלַי לִ֗י כִּ֤י הָיִ֙יתִי֙ כְּאָסְפֵּי־קַ֔יִץ כְּעֹלְלֹ֖ת בָּצִ֑יר אֵין־אֶשְׁכֹּ֣ול לֶאֱכֹ֔ול בִּכּוּרָ֖ה אִוְּתָ֥ה נַפְשִֽׁי׃
אללי לי כי הייתי כאספי קיץ כעללת בציר אין אשכול לאכול בכורה אותה נפשי׃
אַ֣לְלַי לִ֗י כִּ֤י הָיִ֙יתִי֙ כְּאָסְפֵּי־קַ֔יִץ כְּעֹלְלֹ֖ת בָּצִ֑יר אֵין־אֶשְׁכּ֣וֹל לֶאֱכ֔וֹל בִּכּוּרָ֖ה אִוְּתָ֥ה נַפְשִֽׁי׃
हाय मुझ पर! क्योंकि मैं उस जन के समान हो गया हूँ जो धूपकाल के फल तोड़ने पर, या रही हुई दाख बीनने के समय के अन्त में आ जाए, मुझे तो पक्की अंजीरों की लालसा थी, परन्तु खाने के लिये कोई गुच्छा नहीं रहा।
Jaj nékem, mert olyanná lettem, mint a letakarított mező, mint a megszedett szőlő: egy enni való gerezd sem maradott; pedig zsengére vágyott a lelkem!
Asi-ak pay! Para kaniak ket kasla nalpasen iti panagaapit iti bunga a maapit iti kalgaw, kasta met ti matudtod a nabati nga ubas kadagiti kaubasan: Awanen ti masarakan a rinaay a prutas, ngem tarigagayak pay laeng dagiti umuna a naluom a bunga ti igos.
Celaka aku! Aku seperti orang kelaparan yang pergi memetik buah setelah lewat musimnya. Tak ada lagi buah-buahan pada pohon-pohon. Buah anggur dan buah ara yang baik-baik semuanya sudah habis dipetik.
AHI lasso me! perciocchè io son divenuto come [quando si son fatte] le ricolte [de' frutti] della state; come [quando] si è racimolato dopo la vendemmia; non [vi è più] grappolo da mangiare; l'anima mia ha desiderato un frutto primaticcio.
Ahimè! Sono diventato come uno spigolatore d'estate, come un racimolatore dopo la vendemmia! Non un grappolo da mangiare, non un fico per la mia voglia.
Ahimè! ch’io mi trovo come dopo la raccolta de’ frutti, come dopo la racimolatura, quand’è fatta la vendemmia; non v’è più grappolo da mangiare; l’anima mia brama invano un fico primaticcio.
わざわいなるかな、わたしは夏のくだものを集める時のように、ぶどうの収穫の残りを集める時のようになった。食らうべきぶどうはなく、わが心の好む初なりのいちじくもない。
我は禍なるかな 我の景况は夏の菓物を採る時のごとく遺れる葡萄を斂むる時に似たり 食ふべき葡萄あること無く我が心に嗜む初結の無花果あること無し
ಅಯ್ಯೋ, ನನ್ನ ಗತಿಯನ್ನು ಏನು ಹೇಳಲಿ. ಮಾಗಿದ ಹಣ್ಣನ್ನು ಕೊಯ್ದು, ದ್ರಾಕ್ಷಿಯ ಹಕ್ಕಲನ್ನು ಆಯ್ದ ತೋಟದ ಸ್ಥಿತಿಗೆ ಬಂದಿದ್ದೇನೆ. ತಿನ್ನುವುದಕ್ಕೆ ಗೊಂಚಲೇ ಇಲ್ಲ. ನನಗೆ ಪ್ರಿಯವಾದ ಮೊದಲು ಮಾಗಿದ ಅಂಜೂರದ ಹಣ್ಣು ಸಿಕ್ಕದು.
재앙이로다 나여, 나는 여름 실과를 딴 후와 포도를 거둔 후 같아서 먹을 송이가 없으며 내 마음에 사모하는 처음 익은 무화과가 없도다
Wanginla finsrak luk! Nga oana sie mwet masrinsral su tia ku in konauk fokinsak ulun sak uh, ac wangin pac grape ke oa in grape uh. Grape nukewa ac fig emwem nukewa kinkinla tari.
[Væ mihi, quia factus sum sicut qui colligit in autumno racemos vindemiæ! non est botrus ad comedendum, præcoquas ficus desideravit anima mea.
Væ mihi, quia factus sum sicut qui colligit in autumno racemos vindemiæ: non est botrus ad comedendum, præcoquas ficus desideravit anima mea.
Væ mihi, quia factus sum sicut qui colligit in autumno racemos vindemiæ: non est botrus ad comedendum, præcoquas ficus desideravit anima mea.
Væ mihi, quia factus sum sicut qui colligit in autumno racemos vindemiæ! non est botrus ad comedendum, præcoquas ficus desideravit anima mea.
vae mihi quia factus sum sicut qui colligit in autumno racemos vindemiae non est botrus ad comedendum praecoquas ficus desideravit anima mea
Vae mihi, quia factus sum sicut qui colligit in autumno racemos vindemiae: non est botrus ad comedendum, praecoquas ficus desideravit anima mea.
Vai man, jo es esmu, kā kad koku augļi sakrāti, kā kad vīna ogas otru reiz nolasītas; neviena ķekara ko ēst, nevienas agrīnās vīģes, kas manai dvēselei gribās.
Lozako! fa efa tonga toy ny fiotazam-boankazo aho Sy toy ny fitsimponam-boaloboka, Tsy misy salohy hohanina, Na aviavy mialin-taona, izay irin’ ny fanahiko,
എനിക്ക് അയ്യോ കഷ്ടം; പഴം പറിച്ച ശേഷമെന്നപോലെയും മുന്തിരിപ്പഴം പറിച്ചശേഷം കാലാ പെറുക്കുന്നതുപോലെയും ഞാൻ ആയല്ലോ! തിന്നുവാൻ ഒരു മുന്തിരിക്കുലയും ഇല്ല; ഞാൻ കൊതിക്കുന്ന അത്തിയുടെ ആദ്യഫലവുമില്ല.
मला हायहाय! मी अस्वस्थ झालो आहे, कारण माझी स्थिती उन्हाळ्यातल्या वगळ फळांसारखी झाली आहे, काढणीच्या द्राक्षांसारखी झाली आहे, खायला एकही घोंस नाही, पण तरीही प्रथम पिकलेल्या अंजीर फळाची हाव आहे.
မျှော်​လင့်​ချက်​ကုန်​ပြီ၊ ငါ​သည်​ဆာ​လောင် သ​ဖြင့် အ​ပင်​မှ​အ​သီး​ကို​သော်​လည်း​ကောင်း၊ စ​ပျစ်​နွယ်​မှ​စ​ပျစ်​သီး​ကို​သော်​လည်း​ကောင်း ရှာ​သော်​လည်း တစ်​လုံး​ကို​မျှ​မ​တွေ့​ရ​သော သူ​ကဲ့​သို့​ဖြစ်​၏။ စ​ပျစ်​သီး​ရှိ​သ​မျှ​နှင့်​စား ချင်​ဖွယ်​ကောင်း​သော​သ​ဖန်း​သီး​ရှိ​သ​မျှ ကို​ဆွတ်​ခူး​သွား​ကြ​ပြီ။-
ငါသည် အမင်္ဂလာရှိ၏။ နွေကာလ၌ ဆွတ်သော သင်္ဘောသဖန်းသီးကဲ့သို့၎င်း၊ လိုက်၍ ကောက်သော စပျစ်သီး အကျန်အကြွင်းကဲ့သို့၎င်း ငါဖြစ်၏။ စားစရာ ဘို့ စပျစ်သီးပြွတ်မရှိ။ အဦးမှည့်သော သင်္ဘောသဖန်းသီး ကို ငါတောင့်တရ၏။
Aue, te mate i ahau! he rite hoki ahau ki nga kohikohinga o nga hua raumati, ki nga hamunga i te wa e whawhaki karepe ana: kahore he tautau hei kai; e hiahia ana toku wairua ki te hua piki matamua.
Maye kimi! Ngoba nginjengokuvunwa kwezithelo zasehlobo, njengokukhothozwa kwesivini; kakulahlukuzo lokudliwa; umphefumulo wami uloyisa isithelo sokuqala esivuthiweyo.
हाय म! म ग्रीष्म ऋतुमा बटुलिएको फलझैँ भएको छु, र रस निकालिएको दाखझैँ भएको छु । त्यहाँ खानलाई दाखको झुप्पा छैन, र मेरो प्राणले इच्छा गरेकोजस्तो पहिले नै पाकेको अन्जीर पनि छैन ।
Ve mig! For det er gått mig som når sommerfrukten er innsamlet, som når eftersankingen efter vinhøsten er til ende: det er ingen drue å ete, ingen tidlig fiken som jeg har lyst til.
Usæl eg! For meg hev det gjenge som når sumarfrukti er innhausta, som når ettersankingi etter vinhausten er slutt; det finst ikkje ei einaste druva til å eta, ikkje ei einaste tidlegfika, som eg kunde havt hug på.
ହାୟ, ମୁଁ ସନ୍ତାପର ପାତ୍ର! କାରଣ ଗ୍ରୀଷ୍ମକାଳୀନ ଫଳ ତୋଳିଲା ଉତ୍ତାରେ ଦ୍ରାକ୍ଷାଫଳ ସଂଗ୍ରହ କରିବାର ଯେପରି, ମୁଁ ସେହିପରି ହୋଇଅଛି; ଭୋଜନର ପାଇଁ ଗୋଟିଏ ଦ୍ରାକ୍ଷାପେଣ୍ଡା ନାହିଁ; ମୋର ପ୍ରାଣ ଆଦ୍ୟପକ୍ୱ ଡିମ୍ୱିରି ଫଳ ଲାଳସା କରେ।
ਹਾਏ ਮੈਨੂੰ! ਮੈਂ ਤਾਂ ਅਜਿਹਾ ਹੋ ਗਿਆ, ਜਿਵੇਂ ਕੋਈ ਗਰਮ ਰੁੱਤ ਦੇ ਇਕੱਠੇ ਕਰੇ ਜਾਂ ਬਚੇ ਹੋਏ ਅੰਗੂਰੀ ਦਾਣੇ ਚੁੱਗਦਾ ਹੈ, ਖਾਣ ਲਈ ਕੋਈ ਗੁੱਛਾ ਨਹੀਂ, ਹੰਜ਼ੀਰ ਦਾ ਪਹਿਲਾ ਫਲ ਨਹੀਂ ਜਿਸ ਦੇ ਲਈ ਮੇਰਾ ਜੀ ਲੋਚਦਾ ਹੈ।
وای بر من زیرا که مثل جمع کردن میوه‌ها ومانند چیدن انگورهایی شده‌ام که نه خوشه‌ای برای خوراک دارد و نه نوبر انجیری که جان من آن را می‌خواهد.
Biada mnie! żem jako ostatki po sprzątanieniu owoców letnich, jako pozostałe grona po zbieraniu wina; niemasz grona ku zjedzeniu, pierwocin z owocu pragnie dusza moja.
Biada mi! Jestem bowiem jak ostatki po letnich zbiorach, jak pokłosie grona po winobraniu. Nie ma żadnego grona do zjedzenia, moja dusza pragnęła pierwocin z owocu.
Ai de mim! Porque sou como quando os frutos do verão são colhidos, como quando são tiradas as sobras das uvas da vindima, de modo que não resta cacho de uvas para comer; minha alma deseja frutos.
Ai de mim! porque estou feito como quando se tem colhido as fructas do verão, como os rabiscos da vindima; não ha cacho de uvas para comer; desejou a minha alma figos temporãos.
Ai de mim! porque estou feito como quando se tem colhido as frutas do verão, como os rabiscos da vindima; não há cacho de uvas para comer; desejou a minha alma figos temporãos.
Горе мне! ибо со мною теперь - как по собрании летних плодов, как по уборке винограда: ни одной ягоды для еды, ни спелого плода, которого желает душа моя.
Тешко мени! Јер сам као кад се обере летина, као кад се пабирчи после брања виноградског; нема грозда за јело, раног воћа жели душа моја.
Teško meni! jer sam kao kad se obere ljetina, kao kad se pabirèi poslije branja vinogradskoga; nema grozda za jelo, ranoga voæa želi duša moja.
У, люте мне! Понеже бых аки собираяй сламу на жатве, и яко пародок во оымании винограда не сущу гроздию, еже ясти первоплодная, яже вожделе душа моя.
Gorje meni! Kajti sem kakor, ko so zbirali poletne sadove, kakor paberkovanje grozdne trgatve. Tam ni nobenega grozda, da bi ga jedel; moja duša si je želela prvi sad.
Anaa iska hoogay! Waayo, waxaan ahay sidii marka la soo ururiyo midhaha beergoosadka, iyo sida xaabxaabka canabka. Ma jiro rucub la cuna. Naftaydu waxay doonaysaa berdaha hore u bislaaday.
¡Ay de mí! Que he venido a ser como cuando han cogido los frutos del verano, como cuando han rebuscado después de la vendimia, que no queda racimo para comer; mi alma deseó los primeros frutos.
¡Cuán miserable soy! Soy como quien siega en el verano, cuando ya ha pasado la cosecha de uvas. No encuentro uvas para comer, y ya no quedan de los higos que tanto me gustan.
¡Ay de mí! que he sido como cuando han cogido los frutos del verano, como cuando han rebuscado después de la vendimia, que no queda racimo para comer: mi alma deseó primeros frutos.
¡AY de mí! que he venido á ser como cuando han cogido los frutos del verano, como cuando han rebuscado después de la vendimia, [que] no [queda] racimo para comer; mi alma deseó primeros frutos.
¡Ay de mí! porque yo soy como cuando recogen las frutas en verano después de la cosecha, como la última de las uvas; no hay racimo de uvas para comer, mi alma desea los primeros frutos.
Ole wangu! Kwangu mimi ni kama msimu wa mavuno ulipokwisha, na pia makombo ya mavuno ya zabibu kwenye shamba la mizabibu: Hakuna tena kishamba cha matunda kinachoonekana, hakuna matini ya malimbuka ambayo ninayoyatamani.
Ve mig! Det är mig, såsom när frukten är insamlad om sommaren, eller såsom när efterskörden efter vinbärgningen är slut och ingen druvklase mer finnes att äta, intet förstlingsfikon av dem jag hade haft lust till.
Ack! det går mig lika som enom, den der efterhemtar i en vingård, der man inga vindrufvor finner till att äta, och ville dock gerna hafva den bästa fruktena.
Sa aba ko! sapagka't ako'y gaya ng kanilang pisanin ang mga bunga sa taginit, gaya ng mga pamumulot ng ubas sa ubasan: walang kumpol na makain; ako'y nananabik sa unang bunga ng igos.
Sa aba ko! Para sa akin ito ay katulad ng pagtatapos ng pag-aani ng mga bunga sa tag-araw, at kahit na maging ang pamumulot ng mga natitirang ubas sa ubasan. Wala ng mga kumpol ng bunga na makikita, ngunit nananabik pa rin ako sa unang hinog na mga bunga ng igos.
ஐயோ, கோடைக்காலத்தின் பழங்களைச் சேர்த்து, திராட்சைபழங்களை அறுத்தபின்பு வருகிறவனைப்போல் இருக்கிறேன்; சாப்பிடுவதற்கு ஒரு திராட்சைக்குலையும் என் ஆத்துமா விரும்பிய முதல் அறுப்பின் பழமும் இல்லை.
నాకెంతో బాధగా ఉంది! వేసవికాలపు పండ్లు కోసుకున్న తరువాత, ద్రాక్షతోటల్లో మిగిలిపోయిన ద్రాక్షపండ్ల పరిగె కూడా ఏరుకున్న తరువాత ఎలా ఉంటుందో, నా పరిస్థితి ఆలా ఉంది. పండ్ల గుత్తులు ఇక ఏమీ లేవు. అయినా నేను మొదటి అంజూరపు పండ్ల కోసం ఆశతో ఉన్నాను.
‌ʻOiau ʻeku mamahi! He ʻoku ou hangē kuo ʻosi ʻae tānaki ʻoe ngaahi fua ʻoe faʻahitaʻu mafana, hangē ko e toenga kālepi ʻoe toʻukai: ʻoku ʻikai ha fuhinga kālepi ke kai: naʻe holi hoku loto ki he ʻuluaki toʻukai.
Vay halime benim! Yazın meyve toplandıktan Ve bağbozumundan artakalan üzümler alındıktan sonra Tek bir salkım bulamayan adam gibiyim. Canım turfanda inciri nasıl da çekiyor!
Горе мені, бо я став, мов недобірки літні, як залишки по винобранні; нема грона на їжу, немає доспілої фіґи, якої жадає душа моя!
मुझ पर अफ़सोस! मैं ताबिस्तानी मेवा जमा' होने और अंगूर तोड़ने के बाद की ख़ोशाचीनी की तरह हूँ, न खाने को कोई ख़ोशा, और न पहला पक्का दिलपसंद अंजीर है।
مېنىڭ ھالىمغا ۋاي! چۈنكى مەن خۇددى يازدىكى مېۋىلەر يىغىلىپ، ئۈزۈم ھوسۇلىدىن كېيىنكى ۋاساڭدىن كېيىن ئاچ قالغان بىرسىگە ئوخشايمەن، يېگۈدەك ساپاق يوقتۇر؛ جېنىم تەشنا بولغان تۇنجى ئەنجۈر يوقتۇر!
Мениң һалимға вай! Чүнки мән худди яздики мевиләр жиғилип, Үзүм һосулидин кейинки васаңдин кейин ач қалған бирисигә охшаймән, Йегидәк сапақ йоқтур; Җеним тәшна болған тунҗа әнҗир йоқтур!
Méning halimgha way! Chünki men xuddi yazdiki méwiler yighilip, Üzüm hosulidin kéyinki wasangdin kéyin ach qalghan birsige oxshaymen, Yégüdek sapaq yoqtur; Jénim teshna bolghan tunji enjür yoqtur!
Mening ⱨalimƣa way! Qünki mǝn huddi yazdiki mewilǝr yiƣilip, Üzüm ⱨosulidin keyinki wasangdin keyin aq ⱪalƣan birsigǝ ohxaymǝn, Yegüdǝk sapaⱪ yoⱪtur; Jenim tǝxna bolƣan tunji ǝnjür yoⱪtur!
Khốn nạn cho ta! vì ta như khi đã hái trái mùa hạ rồi, và như nho đã mót lại, không có một buồng nho để ăn, trái vả đầu mùa mà linh hồn ta vẫn ước ao cũng không có.
Khốn nạn cho ta! vì ta như khi đã hái trái mùa hạ rồi, và như nho đã mót lại, không có một buồng nho để ăn, trái vả đầu mùa mà linh hồn ta vẫn ước ao cũng không có.
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