NSB(i)
1 What troubles you now that you have all gone up on the roof?
2 You are a town full of commotion, a city of tumult and revelry. The sword did not kill your slain, nor did they die in battle.
3 All your leaders have fled together. They have been captured without using the bow. All you who were caught were taken prisoner together. You fled while the enemy was still far away.
4 I said: »Turn away from me. Let me weep bitterly. Do not try to console me over the destruction of my people.«
5 The Lord Jehovah of Hosts has a day of tumult, trampling and terror in the Valley of Vision. It is a day of battering down walls and of crying out to the mountains.
6 Elam takes up the quiver, with her charioteers and horses. Kir uncovers the shield.
7 Your choicest valleys are full of chariots, and horsemen are posted at the city gates.