Sunday, 30 December 2018

A Year of Late Cornish Day 363


Trei Hansves Dedh Trei Ügens ha Trei

De Sül, degves warn ügens mis Kevardhû.
Sunday, 30th December


Na vedn flehes sevel en còsel. Anjei a gar ponya adro en neb tû. Gleb ew an gwels bes na amownt. Ma ’ga dillas ow mos gleb bes na vern dhodhans. Da ew ganjans ponya ha slynkya. Calish ew aga gansenjy. Ownek ew an kei bian. Na venja va bos gansenjys naneyl. Ottava en pelder dadn brisken.



Children will not stay still. They love running around in any direction. The grass is wet but it’s not important. Their clothes get wet but it doesn’t concern them (they don’t care). They like to run and slide. It’s hard to catch hold of them. The little dog is nervous. He wouldn’t like to be caught either. There he is in the distance under a bush.


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