All your demands will be met.

Lo r-ano gechamím túleg sandrí fyðín

Don't wash the bottle in the dishwasher

Norú chlefís buthèil na g-clensclefír.

Colorless green dreams sleep furiously.

Nolothot, lylain fent saro, somerín coreg.

fiat lingua!

Fúo sıg celín!

I am yesterday, today and tomorrow, and I have the power to be born a second time. I am the divine hidden soul who created the Gods and gives sepulchral meals to the denizens of the deep, the place of the dead, and heaven... Hail, lord of the shrine that stands in the centre of the earth. He is I and I am he!

Hiðor, séilic ar merint sí; Nynchisí io ðysat polí. Sio syrth tereg erineg, coth Terain foío, Ar thonosain grofeg lo r-athlírain go suirocair dyðío. Stichírair, ar Celest. Mereð, sinoír go sintachair, ðo sochío na r-efos go lorech, Sío mé ar sé sí!

hello $

Mereð séile, $.

I can eat glass, it does not hurt me.

Glyr thoní polí; né mé herío.

Proletariat of the world, unite!

Daisíncaithírain go lorech, lainúot!

We are humans and we are from Earth.

Sím leuthain, ar sím na lorech.

As you wish.

Elth norís.

Certainly.

Pontheg.

No problem.

Cyn efrèıs.

Very well.

Sair mereð.

Let's get moving.

Draifúot

Reporting for duty.

Gyrí sıg eıs sıg athoní.

Tell me what to do.

Lyhús mé, ceðır ðo fí ðí

Ready for action.

Romboleg eıs torí

Yes?

Aé mair?

What do you need?

Cio brochís?

Where is my room?

Céloith sío mo g-cafel?

Where is the bar?

Céloith sío cerfoir?

Beware of the baby! O dear, what's happened? Yesterday, a pretty young girl came to our home to watch over the baby. She did what she could to entertain the child: she played with it, sung songs for it, etc. But nevertheless, the baby attacked her, tore her into pieces, devoured her, and it threw the rest out the window. What to do, what to do? I really don't know. And so, for the time being, we keep the affair silent, in order to prevent the police from starting to ask annoying questions.

Ceðchig súo! O nadún, cio pathoío tyrú? Hiðor, gathal lyra ar infanc aithrío lo moio thúl, foısyn eıs garðí. Foío caith polig, eıs bythím tralethí. Tarochoío ceıs: laiðí loıs: ar tosc. Ansín, pyrchoío sé: atysío sé: thonoío sé: ar brar och fynyst gauchoío. Cioth fí fyðím mair? Né ethí! Path, actuelig, tychím afaír, eısðo garðain né ilðún ag flyní flynain genthoreg.

Winter is the wolf that takes the old, the sick, and the very young Winter is the hard rock on which nothing grows Winter is the cruel beak and the sharp talon And so we beg you, bounding boy of spring, dance over the earth So that the sun your mother will look down upon us And flowers will spring from your footsteps.

Sío feifrair wylco, ðo lauthot gimel, aichleg ar sair ifanc pochío. Sío feifrair pethor manthog, nageðír dyrío nébeth. Sío feifrair arongegaith ar cogoth ceilig. Path, flyamín ðo ana, garys liofand go lorech, saús bair lorech Ðo d-to maiðír, séilë, fyrir echrúo, Ar ðo dyrún lorethot go d-to troðbyrot.

Standing on the island's shore, Drifting off to sea. I wish that I could be, Drifting off to sea. All of my hopes and dreams, Drifting off to sea. I watch my lover's boat, Drifting off to sea.

Sochand aith ryfoch ynosig, Draifand laith taros. Marí ðo draifand laith taros Polí sí. Caith go mo maros ar mo nolothot, Draifand laith taros. Echrí célois lyrent go mo norír Draifío laith taros.

Happy New Year!

Ifaneifos lyra!

James

Sélom

Oliver

Olyfros, Olyfren

It is John’s apple.

Sio eflím go Seàn.

We give him the apple.

Soir eflím dyðím.

I must give it to him.

Dyðí som té ðí.

I don't give John the apple.

Lo Seàn eflím né dyðí.

I want to give it to her.

som té Norí dyðí.

A voice said to me: "Smile and be happy! Things could be worse!" So I smiled And was happy. And things got worse.

Ethol moir tentoío: «Leironús, ar mereð-séilig sús! Pethain poloín chenogosc sí!» Path, leironoí, Ar mereð-séilig foi, Ar pethain chenogoscoín.