1 PLS yahbohoso one afhaim faran afo esifanke, onke mahomae dafin es yah bohos makomain sanao grai brafadan grai es yah manai makomain ke som somin grai makomain! BSB BSB: Woe to the city of blood, full of lies, full of plunder, never without prey.
2 PLS Fotoman bido, kereta roda ni anhakomain bidotae!Kuda tae vatarni burahavankomain! BSB BSB: The crack of the whip, the rumble of the wheel, galloping horse and bounding chariot!
3 PLS Amon rigaftae kudamae mae hanae amon marakirke parae sev yod hwar kahane ni, one tuftae rigaf auwat ni ganhakomainke, one gefam torhab tae auwatkesangkomainke onetufke! BSB BSB: Charging horseman, flashing sword, shining spear; heaps of slain, mounds of corpses, dead bodies without end—they stumble over their dead—
4 PLS Enefaran bae iti onetuf ke barnakir donai urakem ani makomaingu, nahafni haim-haim etohke taremakomain gu naha hausae kod ani. BSB BSB: because of the many harlotries of the harlot, the seductive mistress of sorcery, who betrays nations by her prostitution and clans by her witchcraft.
5 PLS “Nahanid, Nohop fae go aifhoap kikon”, MYAO KODON sin ene, Nohof ni go afag fomhadef mayuke tarfakotae orasarandef wan haim-haim ani, kerajaan-kerajaan ni nahadimaken. BSB BSB: “Behold, I am against you,” declares the LORD of Hosts. “I will lift your skirts over your face. I will show your nakedness to the nations and your shame to the kingdoms.
6 PLS Nohofni gwadimakon go orasarandef wan bae Nohofni yaudimakon go retafke, ke goni orasadon wan faran maimaken one tuf nake rigaf auwat ani. BSB BSB: I will pelt you with filth and treat you with contempt; I will make a spectacle of you.
7 PLS Enefaran rigaf ni goke nahane “Niniwe yah dafan!Nohaeni nahafke onhan vidaimaken, eke maragedef dahae nake sarimaken? BSB BSB: Then all who see you will recoil from you and say, ‘Nineveh is devastated; who will grieve for her?’ Where can I find comforters for you?”
8 PLS Hafa goni es dere Tebe nake, Dewa afhaimbae Amon, Ofae afuv Nilbigmae amin mae baafhaim laut gerae ah gerae raumhanae dafan? BSB BSB: Are you better than Thebes, stationed by the Nile with water around her, whose rampart was the sea, whose wall was the water?
9 PLS Ethopia gerae mesirgerae E haisab yahotbae Put, Manae egafus vadef bae Libia rigaf BSB BSB: Cush and Egypt were her boundless strength; Put and Libya were her allies.
10 PLS Manae, Esigi bui afke hasiren, hargaf vahaton saisi gerae nahaf rohaf gafansansiren dufmaramae, manae ke rigaf bainam tae titin armanae barnaken BSB BSB: Yet she became an exile; she went into captivity. Her infants were dashed to pieces at the head of every street. They cast lots for her dignitaries, and all her nobles were bound in chains.
11 PLS Ke goni tae yaitua minae arkemah kahane kimaken, bakanae badaimaken, go amon rigaf tadan anai bakanae badaimake mutuf hahadonke mahomae BSB BSB: You too will become drunk; you will go into hiding and seek refuge from the enemy.
12 PLS Enefaran raumhadef bae tohod arah kahane tohodir gerae, irbae hausadimaken tohodir bahadimaken rigaf bohoske BSB BSB: All your fortresses are fig trees with the first ripe figs; when shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater!
13 PLS Manae go athabmae dafa amon rigabohosbae urakem, go afhaim aifat bae kaiva gwanen, raumahane dafatae yod ani vanenae monen. BSB BSB: Look at your troops—they are like your women! The gates of your land are wide open to your enemies; fire consumes their bars.
14 PLS Ah asid girgai fomhadke mahomae, gaitarkimjaen, hatae tae asid, batu tae it ani vaididud BSB BSB: Draw your water for the siege; strengthen your fortresses. Work the clay and tread the mortar; repair the brick kiln!
15 PLS Hamnake yod ani goke vanemodimaken, pedang ani goke vanemodimaken tapio kahaneni, gofae faran tapio kahane hafanema kahane. BSB BSB: There the fire will devour you; the sword will cut you down and consume you like a young locust. Make yourself many like the young locust; make yourself many like the swarming locust!
16 PLS Gotai auwat forog-forog tai auwat haurtim dagamnae dafan faetai simar kahane pupunae varnae hama kahane. BSB BSB: You have multiplied your merchants more than the stars of the sky. The young locust strips the land and flies away.
17 PLS Gi utufke barnake mudradef rigaf bae one tapio kahane ni pupunae vae keha-vae keha mahomae arkimaken, ataf haungkotae one tuf nake bevenae havadimaken. BSB BSB: Your guards are like the swarming locust, and your scribes like clouds of locusts that settle on the walls on a cold day. When the sun rises, they fly away, and no one knows where.
18 PLS Gif Gembala rigafani kenef kod fagke sansir, Raja Asyur!Mudradef rigaf tae dadhaonsir, amon rigaf bae yakae haurke okomae ni araken BSB BSB: O king of Assyria, your shepherds slumber; your officers sleep. Your people are scattered on the mountains with no one to gather them.
19 PLS Gofitaf kemo haser, go kautaf tae kemo haser, enefaran rigaf ani go sin ke darimake bae onhaimaken, nohai ni daro haser go kwae husar sinke dafanbae? BSB BSB: There is no healing for your injury; your wound is severe. All who hear the news of you applaud your downfall, for who has not experienced your constant cruelty?