HOV
12. वे अपनी अपनी माता से रोकर कहते हैं, अन्न और दाखमधु कहां हैं? वे नगर के चौकों में घायल किए हुए मनुष्य की नाईं मूर्च्छित हो कर अपने प्राण अपनी अपनी माता की गोद में छोड़ते हैं।

ERVHI
12. वे बच्चे बिलखते हुए अपनी माँओं से पूछते हैं, “कहाँ है माँ, कुछ खाने को और पीने को” वे यह प्रश्न ऐसे पूछते हैं जैसे जख्मी सिपाही नगर के गलियों में गिरते प्राणों को त्यागते, वे यह प्रश्न पूछते हैं। वे अपनी माँओं की गोद में लेटे हुए प्राणों को त्यागते हैं।

IRVHI
12. वे अपनी-अपनी माता से रोकर कहते हैं, अन्न और दाखमधु कहाँ हैं? वे नगर के चौकों में घायल किए हुए मनुष्य के समान मूर्छित होकर अपने प्राण अपनी-अपनी माता की गोद में छोड़ते हैं।

OCVHI



KJV
12. They say to their mothers, Where [is] corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers’ bosom.

AMP
12. They keep crying to their mothers, Where is corn and wine [food and drink]? as they faint like wounded men in the streets of the city, as their lives ebb away on their mothers' bosom.

KJVP
12. They say H559 to their mothers H517 , Where H346 IGAT [ is ] corn H1715 and wine H3196 W-NMS ? when they swooned H5848 as the wounded H2491 in the streets H7339 of the city H5892 GFS , when their soul H5315 CFS-3MP was poured out H8210 into H413 PREP their mothers H517 \' bosom H2436 .

YLT
12. To their mothers they say, `Where [are] corn and wine?` In their becoming feeble as a pierced one In the broad places of the city, In their soul pouring itself out into the bosom of their mothers.

ASV
12. They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine? When they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, When their soul is poured out into their mothers bosom.

WEB
12. They tell their mothers, Where is grain and wine? When they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, When their soul is poured out into their mothers' bosom.

NASB
12. They ask their mothers, "Where is the cereal?"-- in vain, As they faint away like the wounded in the streets of the city, And breathe their last in their mothers' arms.

ESV
12. They cry to their mothers, "Where is bread and wine?" as they faint like a wounded man in the streets of the city, as their life is poured out on their mothers' bosom.

RV
12. They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul is poured out into their mothers- bosom.

RSV
12. They cry to their mothers, "Where is bread and wine?" as they faint like wounded men in the streets of the city, as their life is poured out on their mothers' bosom.

NKJV
12. They say to their mothers, "Where [is] grain and wine?" As they swoon like the wounded In the streets of the city, As their life is poured out In their mothers' bosom.

MKJV
12. They say to their mothers, Where are grain and wine? In their fainting they are like the wounded in the streets of the city, in their pouring out their lives to their mothers' bosom.

AKJV
12. They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers' bosom.

NRSV
12. They cry to their mothers, "Where is bread and wine?" as they faint like the wounded in the streets of the city, as their life is poured out on their mothers' bosom.

NIV
12. They say to their mothers, "Where is bread and wine?" as they faint like wounded men in the streets of the city, as their lives ebb away in their mothers' arms.

NIRV
12. They say to their mothers, "Where can we find something to eat and drink?" They faint like wounded soldiers in the streets of the city. Their lives are slipping away in their mothers' arms.

NLT
12. They cry out to their mothers, "We need food and drink!" Their lives ebb away in the streets like the life of a warrior wounded in battle. They gasp for life as they collapse in their mothers' arms.

MSG
12. Calling to their mothers, "I'm hungry! I'm thirsty!" then fainting like dying soldiers in the streets, breathing their last in their mothers' laps.

GNB
12. Hungry and thirsty, they cry to their mothers; They fall in the streets as though they were wounded, And slowly die in their mothers' arms.

NET
12. Children say to their mothers, "Where are food and drink?" They faint like a wounded warrior in the city squares. They die slowly in their mothers' arms.&u05DE; (Mem)

ERVEN
12. They ask their mothers, "Where is the bread and wine?" as they pour out their life in their mother's laps.