Ilta ono tult; The Evening Has Come

I have written this poem using the Ingrian language that my grandmother spoke. I checked the conjugations with Wiktionary. I also looked up words from the dictionary of Ingrian dialects that I received a week ago, edited by R. E. Nirvi in 1971.

Ilta ono tult

Ilta ono tult.
Tohuz pallaa kanneel
a miä makkaan rovatiil.
Ulitsalt ei kuulu ääntkä.
Hyvä ono inmihisen levätä
hiljaisuuven kailaas.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-05-15

The Evening Has Come

The evening has come.
A candle burns on the table,
and I’m lying on the bed.
There is no sound from outside.
It is suitable for a human to rest
in the lap of silence.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-05-15

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