“Nïn acë gɔl liεεr. Atuɔc wälä liεεr piny tɔ̈u dë?”
“The days are starting to get cold. What is the temperature?”
Adigrïï kadhoŋuan. Ee ruël, lakin abë guɔ ya ruut.”
“It’s nine degrees. It’s still autumn, but soon it will be winter.”
“Ɣεn tiit këër, lakin ɣεn nhiar mɛ̈ɛ̈i tädeen piεth tuc piny.”
“I’m looking forward to spring, but I prefer summer, when it’s nice and warm.”
“Ɣεn ce diεεr wiir. Ee deŋ ku yom akek cä ke nhiar.”
“I don’t mind the cold. It’s the rain and wind I don’t like.”
“Tïŋ piaal cool kui. Deŋ abë tuεny nhiäk. Yom abë tuɔ̈ aya. Tεkdɛ̈ bë deŋ yom tuεny.”
“Look at those dark clouds. Tomorrow it will rain. It will be very windy too. Perhaps there will be a storm.”
“Aŋääth diët cë bë tɔ̈u. Ɣεn cïï nhiar määr deŋ ku biir deŋ. Ɣεn riɔ̈c ciët ɣa bï deŋ määr.”
“I hope not. I really don’t like bad weather, especially thunder and lightning. I’m afraid the lightning might strike me.”
