2021 Dedh Dew Cans Terdhek ha Dewgens
De Gwener, degves mis Gwedngala
Friday, 10th
September
Terweythyow,
theram ow pedery dr'ew an hav re gòtt. Po, martesen, thew pub sêson cott. Ma
pub sêson ow hevely cotta vel y gila kens. Termyn my a veu mos, hav a veu heb
diwedh! Da veu genam kerdhes reb an dowr ha mires orth an bescaders. Hav a veu an
termyn rag sevy ewedh. Ma dedhyow ow hevely cotta lebmyn. Nag eus ourys luck
e'n jedh dhe wil pub tra oll. Po, martesen, na ellama gwil pup tra drefen bos
moy syger ow hònan. Nag ew an nosow hir lowr - da via genam còsca moy! Thera
ûsadow en termynyow tremenys. Terweythyow nei a's gweles e'n jedh hedhyw. Mejwas a drohas an diwettha bagas a ys sevel
ha creia "Ema genam! Ema genam! Ema genam!" Re erel a greias "Pandr'eus
genes?" An gorryp a veu "Pedn a Yar! Pedn a Yar! Pedn a Yar!"
Sometimes,
I think that the summer is too short. Or, perhaps, every season is short. Each
season seems shorter than the previous one. When I was a girl, summer was endless!
I liked to walk by the water and watch the fishermen. Summer was the time for
strawberries, too. Days seem shorter now. There are not enough hours in the day
to do everything. Or, perhaps, I can't do everything because I am slower myself.
The nights are not long enough - I should like to sleep more. There were
customs in times past. Sometime we see them nowadays. A reaper cut the last
bundle of standing corn and cried, "I have it". Others cried
"What do you have?" The answer was "A neck! A neck! A neck!"
Deg ger rag hedhyw Ten words for today
cotta shorter < còtt
> re gòtt too short
heb
diwedh endless
hevely to seem
kens previous
luck ~
lowr enough
mejwas (m) reaper
< (verb) mejy
pedn a
yar head of a chicken - traditional name of harvest "neck"
pescaders
~ pescadoryon fishermen
pub ~ pup
tra (oll) everything
syger slow
ûsadow customs,
practices
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