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Sayan Jjaan a



E sa, pa ri a sayan lo shaav ay jjaan i'iee i lika

E svana kasvi kemo sathas driite ali

Kin toawe lo e p'tiima wenara pa narra

Kantaki ches e arna, taki an jaa tuii prast a



Paankathii vin ekumi, nemo raaska a henda

E koama deri tel pa, e una pa tasra

Kseerros hijen e rrinka vin a pa j'tek kin ira

E rruhi'ii rebe ri i, kara masa lias i



Ai'iai'ia seji i'iuna, e demani sy dan a

Den'iaalee vin ovaara, u fan vin chuhkeia

Lii fiki in vin fina henda ensii vin ksia

Sa, feji vin e keha, shaycha ilia vree ri



Teseve kin nusaane Kelasi taaniisha

Esiri fy a tia entala e m'pili

Pa prast a e mepitaan vusa n'loka aaraska

Kin pinwa chay an ketshi, aara norfa i'iee fy uhn





The Angry Waves



Alas, toward me these waves come again with such anger to the shore

They carelessly wash aching feet upon the sand

And that flow takes my grieving tears

Cold rain clouds pass by, their rain is not needed here



A child of summer, a flower in the cracked earth is precious

He always followed me contentedly, growing by my side

When the monsoon storms were heard, I sang and he

Listened into sleep, until the gentle dawn



Echoes of reckless games, daydreaming of far-away things

The volcanoes of the highlands, or the dunes of the desert

But the salty spray of the sea was loved more than all

Oh, as the tide went out, he left toward the blue horizon



The treacherous waters and wilderness of mysterious Kelasi

Without warning ominous winds appear

Here I sat that night in clear weather

And the fish watched them fall, under a sky without even a star

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Published : Feb 17, 2015