Psalms 137

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

Nou te chita bò larivyè ki nan peyi Babilòn yo, nou t'ap kriye lè nou chonje peyi Siyon.

We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

Nou te pandye gita nou yo nan branch pye sikren peyi a.

For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

Moun ki te fè nou prizonye yo t'ap mande pou nou chante pou yo. Moun ki t'ap peze nou yo t'ap mande pou nou anmize yo: -Chante yon chante peyi Siyon pou nou non!

How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a strange land?

Ki jan ou ta vle pou n' chante yon chante Seyè a nan yon peyi etranje?

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

Si nou bliye ou, Jerizalèm. se pou nou bliye ki jan pou nou sèvi ak men dwat nou tou.

If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Si nou pa chonje ou, si nou pa konsidere ou tankou pi gwo kontantman nou, se pou lang nou kole nan fon bouch nou.

Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.

Seyè, chonje sa moun peyi Edon yo te fè jou yo te pran lavil Jerizalèm. Chonje jan yo t'ap di: Kraze l'! Kraze l' ratè!

O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

Nou menm moun lavil Babilòn, yo gen pou yo fini ak nou yon lè. Benediksyon pou moun ki va fè ou sibi menm bagay ou te fè nou sibi a.

Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.

Benediksyon pou moun ki va pran pitit ou yo, ki va kraze yo sou gwo wòch!