Äni on hiljaa; The Voice is Silent

 Lausun inkeroismurteilla kirjoittamani runon "Äni on hiljaa.

I recited a poem, "The Voice is Quiet," which I wrote in Ingerian dialects.

 

The Morphological Dictionary of Soikkola Ingrian

Hello,
My grandmother was Ingrian, but because she passed away more than 50 years ago, I must brush up on my memory. That’s why I found the morphological dictionary of Soikkola Ingrian on the Web as a bull eye. Estonian Research Information System is behind the Ingrian language project, and the dictionary is one of their studies so far.

When I installed the audio dictionary application, Windows didn’t find it safe. Despite that, I installed the application, and it works fine with the dictionary. If you install an audio application and complications occur, you can’t complain about them. It goes with all these kinds of Alfa versions.

Yelling Rosa

 

 

The sentences read were:
1. miä en taho tädä tehä = I do not want to do this
2. tegömää = to do
3. miä tḙḙn kaigelajaišt tö̭ö̭dä = I do different work
4. miä tein šaunan = I made a sauna

 

 

LINKS:

Name	Link	Notes
Estonian Research Information System	https://www.etis.ee/	Linguists Fedor Rozhanskiy and Elena Markus
Ingrian Dictionary	https://ingrian.org/ingrian-dictionary	You will find the sound examples and the dictionary links at the bottom of the page.
Sound Examples for the Dictionary	https://ingrian.org/ingrian-dictionary

 

 

Viikon seitsemän päivää; The Days of the Week

 Here are the days of the week in the Ingrian language.

Ingrian	English	Finnish
mantaki, sb.	Monday	maanantai
tistaki, sb	Tuesday	tiistai
sereta, sb.	Wednesday	keskiviikko
torstaki	Thursday	torstai
päätetsä, sb.	Friday	perjantai
soovotta, sb.	Saturday	lauantai
suntaki, sb.	Sunday	sunnuntai

Wiktionary does not recognize the words mantaki (Nirvi 303), tistaki (Nirvi 588), and suntaki (Nirvi 550).

Nirvi plus a number refers to the dictionary of Ingrian dialects edited by R. E. Nirvi in ​​1971. Alla kuva kirjan nimilehdestä, missä on

Below is a picture of Nirvi’s dedication inscription to academician Kustaa Vilkuna.

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PS If you wonder why I am using the English language here, it’s because only some people interested in Ingrian understand Finnish. On the other hand, my Russian knowledge is almost at the zero level.

Ei oo ehtoisa sia; Not a Lovely Destination

 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.

Ei oo ehtoisa sia

Miun troppa on olt kivegäs.
Siks en pölkää orastuvaa surmaa.
Miä vaa sallin, jod en synny
uuelleen tähä miraa.
Tää mailma ei oo
ehtoisa sia.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-05-13

 

 

Not a Lovely Destination

My path has been rocky.
That’s why I’m not afraid
of impending death.
I only hope I’m not born
on this planet again.
This world is not
a lovely destination.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-05-13

 

 

My Poem in Ingrian and in English

 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.

Miä oon väsynt 

Miä oon väsynt.
Uni ono karttant minnua.
Oon nukkunt vähä,
ku kokkoi taivaal lentää.
Oon nukkunt vähä
ku pölhö pydä hirilöijä.
Miä vaa sallin,
sto koolo tulloo
ennen ko musto
jättää.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-05-03

 

 

In English

I’m tired.
Sleep eludes me.
I have slept badly
When the eagle in the sky flies.
I have slept badly
When an eagle owl hunts mice.
I hope
that death will come
before I lose
my memory.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-05-03

 

 

Why Am I Sad, Cur triste sum

Why Am I Sad

Why am I sad?
Why can't I do anything?
Fate has stuffed me with ideas,
But has forgotten to give me
The resources.
Now, I walk and blame myself.
How happy would I be
If I thought less and I could do
More.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-03-28

 

Cur triste sum
 

Cur triste sum.
Cur nihil facere possum.
Fato habet farcito me
cum ideas sed oblitterābat
dare ad me facultates.
Nunc ambulo et vituperō me.
Quam felice mi esseream
si cogito minus
et possum facere
plus.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-03-28

 

If You Want to Survive

 

If You Want to Survive

When the memories of youth’s sins
Knock at your old age heart
Don’t open the door.
The open-door policy doesn’t
Make the sins disappear
But paints black also
The wisdom of maturity.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-03-23