I can eat glass, it does not hurt me.

Um phigarua kusu, is zakí.

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.

Sá thama gwindi in ki nabít musrabak, patubak, tá ndutabak ami Sá thama buru gáqi in nihuaï kwá aïpiq Sá thama pitham taddu tá paqap siri Uta mis dasia ná bazu ama raha mandindiru in nanzú, pakhavak aiáp in bakwa Hagi ki arahhasa ná nizu asú sipha ammama bazu Tá manditaït satak nzu akkimasrak bazu.

Happy New Year!

Mbaru tasá kat tisi!