“Hatangiye gukonja. Turi kuri dogere zingahe?”
“The days are starting to get cold. What is the temperature?”
“Ni dogere icyenda. Turacyari mu muhindo ariko itumba riri hafi.”
“It’s nine degrees. It’s still autumn, but soon it will be winter.”
“Ntegereje urugaryi ariko nikundira impeshyi, igihe haba hashyushye hanameze neza.”
“I’m looking forward to spring, but I prefer summer, when it’s nice and warm.”
“Njye ubukonje nta kibazo, icyo nanga ni imvura n’umuyaga.”
“I don’t mind the cold. It’s the rain and wind I don’t like.”
“Reba biriya bicu byijimye. Ejo imvura izagwa. Hazaba harimo n’umuyaga mwinshi. Hashobora kuzabaho umuhengeri.”
“Look at those dark clouds. Tomorrow it will rain. It will be very windy too. Perhaps there will be a storm.”
“Oya kandi! Nanga iyo ikirere cyabaye kibi, cyane cyane iyo harimo inkuba n’imirabyo. Ntinya ko inkuba yankubita.”
“I hope not. I really don’t like bad weather, especially thunder and lightning. I’m afraid the lightning might strike me.”