Linda Poboto, Part 4

And now the conclusion of the story…

Text and Translation

Saya evi, “Ŋaya kere ebes linda laki ira.” Naya kere ebes liye ira. Naya liye tene satanda pezes garanen piŋera. Yozonda erenara, naya zosos yereme.

Besariya marodo tonos liye ira. Maras lira, muros dahidahi liŋi, lidurunulona. Pobotonen rehela lipena.

He says, “Take my daughter to the sacred pool.” They take me to the sacred pool. They wash the pain from all of my body. The spirits go from there and play elsewhere.

Uncle sets me on the road to home. I go home, I am lying down on the mat, and my eyes open. I begin to not be sick afterwards.

Interlinear and Explanation

Saya evi, “Ŋaya kere ebes linda laki ira.”

He says, “Take my daughter to the sacred pool.”

Naya kere ebes liye ira.

They take me to the sacred pool.

Naya liye tene satanda pezes garanen piŋera.

They wash the pain from all of my body.

Or, they made the pain go with water from all of my body.

Yozonda erenara, naya zosos yereme.

The spirits go from there and play elsewhere.

Besariya marodo tonos liye ira.

Uncle sets me on the road to home.

Maras lira, muros dahidahi liŋi, lidurunulona.

I go home, I am lying down on the mat, and my eyes open.

My eyes open, or I wake up. And eyes is in the dual, too.

Pobotonen rehela lipena.

I begin to not be sick afterwards.

Or, I begin to fail to be with sickness afterwards.