And Iוְ אֲנִיturnedשַׁבְתִּיand sawוָאֶרְאֶהallאֶת כָּלthe oppressionsהָעֲשֻׁקִיםthatאֲשֶׁרare doneנַעֲשִׂיםunderתַּחַתthe sun,הַשָּׁמֶשׁand look,וְהִנֵּהthe tearsדִּמְעַתof the oppressed,הָעֲשֻׁקִיםand they have noוְאֵין לָהֶםcomforter;מְנַחֵםand from the handוּמִיַּדof their oppressorsעֹשְׁקֵיהֶםthere is power,כֹּחַand they have noוְאֵין לָהֶםcomforter.מְנַחֵם
And Iוְ אֲנִיpraisedשַׁבֵּחַthe deadאֶת הַמֵּתִיםwhoשֶׁhave alreadyכְּבָרdiedמֵתוּmore thanמִןthe livingהַחַיִּיםwhoאֲשֶׁרareהֵמָּהstillעֲדֶנָהalive;חַיִּים
and betterוְטוֹבthan both of themמִשְּׁנֵיהֶםis the one whoאֵת אֲשֶׁרhas not yetעֲדֶן לֹאbeen,הָיָהwhoאֲשֶׁרhas notלֹאseenרָאָהthe evilהָרָעworkאֶת הַמַּעֲשֶׂהthatאֲשֶׁרis doneנַעֲשָׂהunderתַּחַתthe sun.הַשָּׁמֶשׁ
And Iוְ אֲנִיsawרָאִיתִיallאֶת כָּלthe toilעָמָלand allוְאֵת כָּלthe skillכִּשְׁרוֹןof the work,הַמַּעֲשֶׂהthatכִּיit isהִיאthe envyקִנְאַתof a manאִישׁtoward his neighbor.מֵרֵעֵהוּThis tooגַּם זֶהis vaporהֶבֶלand strivingוּרְעוּתafter wind.רוּחַ
The senselessהַכְּסִילfoldsחֹבֵקhis handsאֶת יָדָיוand eatsוְאֹכֵלhis own flesh.אֶת בְּשָׂרוֹ
Better isטוֹבa fullמְלֹאpalmכַףwith restנָחַתthan two fullמִמְּלֹאfistsחָפְנַיִםwith toilעָמָלand strivingוּרְעוּתafter wind.רוּחַ
And Iוְ אֲנִיturnedשַׁבְתִּיand sawוָאֶרְאֶהvaporהֶבֶלunderתַּחַתthe sun:הַשָּׁמֶשׁ
There isיֵשׁone,אֶחָדand noוְאֵיןsecond;שֵׁנִיhe has neitherגַּם אֵין לוֹsonבֵּןnor brother,וָאָחand there is noוְאֵיןendקֵץto allלְכָלhis toil;עֲמָלוֹalsoגַּםhis eyeעֵינוֹis notלֹאsatisfiedתִשְׂבַּעwith riches.עֹשֶׁר“And for whomוּלְמִיam Iאֲנִיtoilingעָמֵלand deprivingוּמְחַסֵּרmy soulאֶת נַפְשִׁיof good?”מִטּוֹבָהThis tooגַּם זֶהis vapor,הֶבֶלandוְit isהוּאa badרָעoccupation.עִנְיַן
Twoהַשְּׁנַיִםare betterטוֹבִיםthan one,מִן הָאֶחָדbecauseאֲשֶׁרthey haveיֵשׁ לָהֶםgoodטוֹבwagesשָׂכָרfor their toil.בַּעֲמָלָם
For ifכִּי אִםthey fall,יִפֹּלוּthe oneהָאֶחָדwill lift upיָקִיםhis companion;אֶת חֲבֵרוֹbutוְwoeאִיto him,לוֹthe oneהָאֶחָדwho fallsשֶׁיִּפּוֹלand there is noוְאֵיןsecondשֵׁנִיto lift him up!לַהֲקִימוֹ
Also,גַּםifאִםtwoשְׁנַיִםlie down,יִשְׁכְּבוּthey have warmth;וְחַם לָהֶםbut for oneוּלְאֶחָדhowאֵיךְcan there be warmth?יֵחָם
And ifוְאִםoneהָאֶחָדoverpowers him,יִתְקְפוֹthe twoהַשְּׁנַיִםwill standיַעַמְדוּagainst him;נֶגְדּוֹand the threefoldהַמְשֻׁלָּשׁcordוְהַחוּטis notלֹאquicklyבִמְהֵרָהbroken.יִנָּתֵק
Better isטוֹבa poorמִסְכֵּןand wiseוְחָכָםyouthיֶלֶדthan an oldזָקֵןand senselessוּכְסִילkingמִמֶּלֶךְwhoאֲשֶׁרnoלֹאlongerעוֹדknowsיָדַעhow to be warned.לְהִזָּהֵר
Forכִּיfrom the houseמִבֵּיתof the prisonersהָסוּרִיםhe came outיָצָאto reign,לִמְלֹךְthoughכִּיalsoגַּםin his kingdomבְּמַלְכוּתוֹhe was bornנוֹלַדpoor.רָשׁ
I sawרָאִיתִיallאֶת כָּלthe livingהַחַיִּיםwho walkהַמְהַלְּכִיםunderתַּחַתthe sun,הַשָּׁמֶשׁwith the youth,עִם הַיֶּלֶדthe second,הַשֵּׁנִיwhoאֲשֶׁרwill standיַעֲמֹדin his place.תַּחְתָּיו
There is noאֵיןendקֵץto allלְכָלthe people,הָעָםto allלְכֹלbefore whomאֲשֶׁר לִפְנֵיהֶםhe was;הָיָהalsoגַּםthe later onesהָאַחֲרוֹנִיםwill notלֹאrejoiceיִשְׂמְחוּin him.בוֹForכִּיthis tooגַם זֶהis vaporהֶבֶלand strivingוְרַעְיוֹןafter wind.רוּחַ