Urmi, Christian: The Bird and the Fox

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Geoffrey Khan	Khan, Geoffrey. The Neo-Aramaic Dialect of the Assyrian Christians of Urmi. 4 vols. Studies in Semitic Languages and Linguistics 86. Leiden-Boston: Brill, 2016, vol. 4	Maryam Gwirgis	Canda, Georgia

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0:00	ʾə́tva lə́tva xá səppə̀rta.ˈ hí səppə̀rtaˈ ʾə́tvala ⁺zàyə.ˈ və́dtəva xá dánta búda k̭a-ɟáno bèta.ˈ ʾēn-⁺zàyə,ˈ bìyyə muttíla,ˈ ⁺zàyə bríle.ˈ cùt-yumˈ cùt-yumˈ cút šìta,ˈ cùt-yum,ˈ cùt-yum,ˈ ʾé səppə̀rtaˈ ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ c-atìvaˈ xá mə́ndi c-⁺axə̀lvale,ˈ c-azə̀lva.ˈ c-atyàvaˈ ʾé məscə́nta səppə́rta ɟášk̭ava lə́t ʾánnə ⁺záyə ɟu-da bèto.ˈ mə́drə ⁺ʾal-dé šíta xíta mə́drə ʾátxa bìyyə muttíla,ˈ mə́drə ⁺zàyə viyyàle.ˈ mə́drə tìla,ˈ mə̀drəˈ ⁺xə̀llə,ˈ ɟàšk̭aˈ ʾḗn ⁺záyo lə̀t,ˈ ⁺xilèlə.ˈ ⁺vàˈ mú꞊iva ⁺jànəmˈ ʾáha mù ⁺bixalèlə?ˈ mə́drə šítət ⁺ṱlàˈ mə́drə ʾá səppə́rta muttíla bìyyə,ˈ mə́drə viyyála ⁺zàyə.ˈ ⁺xàrtaˈ hár ⁺byáyəva ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ ʾátiva ⁺ʾaxə̀lvale.ˈ lá táni ⁺tàla víyyələ.ˈ ⁺tála lípəl bi-dàni.ˈ bitáyəl ʾḗn bíyyət dḗn ⁺záyət dé səppə́rta ⁺háyvan ⁺bixalḕl.ˈ ⁺xárta xá ⁺sedáči bərrə̀ššəva,ˈ bərrə́ššəva ⁺bar ⁺sèdu xína.ˈ ɟašə́k̭ni ʾìnaˈ ʾá ⁺tála bəsyák̭ələ ⁺ʾal-ʾilàna.ˈ bəsyák̭ələ ⁺ʾal-ʾilàna,ˈ ʾíta ʾó ⁺sedàčiˈ ⁺sə́dlə k̭a-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ mə́rrə xá xázzən mú vàdələ.ˈ ɟášək̭ ʾína ʾánnə ⁺zàyəˈ síra sirè,ˈ ⁺və́sta ⁺vəstèˈ ⁺hayvánə bə̀xyəna,ˈ č̭arč̭ùrəna.ˈ k̭alé ⁺šmílə ʾá ⁺sedàčiˈ xə́šlə ɟášək̭ ʾína ʾáni ʾə́n ⁺ʾaxə̀lle,ˈ šák̭əl ʾá túpi dárə bìyyuˈ k̭a-dá ⁺tàlaˈ munpə̀llə,ˈ mxílə ⁺k̭ṱə̀llə.ˈ ⁺k̭ṱə́llə k̭a-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ ⁺xárta tíla ʾé yə̀mmaˈ ʾu-ʾé ɟášk̭a yan-ʾḗn ⁺záyo ṱ-í p̂urtə̀cle ʾéxa šíta xína.ˈ ʾátxa ⁺razúyta viyyála mən-dàˈ ⁺sedàčiˈ ⁺róba ʾátxa duáy yuvvə́lla k̭àtu.ˈ xdíla ⁺psə̀xla ʾáˈ səppə̀rta.ˈ šk̭ə́lla ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ muttéla ⁺ʾal-xàso.ˈ ⁺ṱəryéla prə̀xla.ˈ xə́šla ɟu-xá malcúyta xìta.ˈ xína ⁺xdàrto,ˈ munyə́xla mən-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ bàˈ ʾàtxa.ˈ víla prə́k̭la ʾá məttə́lta ʾàtxa.ˈ hə́nnə clí tanyànnux.ˈ párta ⁺tàma,ˈ k̭ámxa làxxa.ˈ ⁺márran tušnák̭an ⁺tàma,ˈ xúbba xədyúyta làxxa.ˈ ʾátxa ʾátxa prə́k̭la ʾá məttə̀lta.ˈ ʾə́tva lə́tva xá səppə̀rta.ˈ hí səppə̀rtaˈ ʾə́tvala ⁺zàyə.ˈ və́dtəva xá dánta búda k̭a-ɟáno bèta.ˈ ʾēn-⁺zàyə,ˈ bìyyə muttíla,ˈ ⁺zàyə bríle.ˈ cùt-yumˈ cùt-yumˈ cút šìta,ˈ cùt-yum,ˈ cùt-yum,ˈ ʾé səppə̀rtaˈ ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ c-atìvaˈ xá mə́ndi c-⁺axə̀lvale,ˈ c-azə̀lva.ˈ c-atyàvaˈ ʾé məscə́nta səppə́rta ɟášk̭ava lə́t ʾánnə ⁺záyə ɟu-da bèto.ˈ mə́drə ⁺ʾal-dé šíta xíta mə́drə ʾátxa bìyyə muttíla,ˈ mə́drə ⁺zàyə viyyàle.ˈ mə́drə tìla,ˈ mə̀drəˈ ⁺xə̀llə,ˈ ɟàšk̭aˈ ʾḗn ⁺záyo lə̀t,ˈ ⁺xilèlə.ˈ ⁺vàˈ mú꞊iva ⁺jànəmˈ ʾáha mù ⁺bixalèlə?ˈ mə́drə šítət ⁺ṱlàˈ mə́drə ʾá səppə́rta muttíla bìyyə,ˈ mə́drə viyyála ⁺zàyə.ˈ ⁺xàrtaˈ hár ⁺byáyəva ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ ʾátiva ⁺ʾaxə̀lvale.ˈ lá táni ⁺tàla víyyələ.ˈ ⁺tála lípəl bi-dàni.ˈ bitáyəl ʾḗn bíyyət dḗn ⁺záyət dé səppə́rta ⁺háyvan ⁺bixalḕl.ˈ ⁺xárta xá ⁺sedáči bərrə̀ššəva,ˈ bərrə́ššəva ⁺bar ⁺sèdu xína.ˈ ɟašə́k̭ni ʾìnaˈ ʾá ⁺tála bəsyák̭ələ ⁺ʾal-ʾilàna.ˈ bəsyák̭ələ ⁺ʾal-ʾilàna,ˈ ʾíta ʾó ⁺sedàčiˈ ⁺sə́dlə k̭a-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ mə́rrə xá xázzən mú vàdələ.ˈ ɟášək̭ ʾína ʾánnə ⁺zàyəˈ síra sirè,ˈ ⁺və́sta ⁺vəstèˈ ⁺hayvánə bə̀xyəna,ˈ č̭arč̭ùrəna.ˈ k̭alé ⁺šmílə ʾá ⁺sedàčiˈ xə́šlə ɟášək̭ ʾína ʾáni ʾə́n ⁺ʾaxə̀lle,ˈ šák̭əl ʾá túpi dárə bìyyuˈ k̭a-dá ⁺tàlaˈ munpə̀llə,ˈ mxílə ⁺k̭ṱə̀llə.ˈ ⁺k̭ṱə́llə k̭a-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ ⁺xárta tíla ʾé yə̀mmaˈ ʾu-ʾé ɟášk̭a yan-ʾḗn ⁺záyo ṱ-í p̂urtə̀cle ʾéxa šíta xína.ˈ ʾátxa ⁺razúyta viyyála mən-dàˈ ⁺sedàčiˈ ⁺róba ʾátxa duáy yuvvə́lla k̭àtu.ˈ xdíla ⁺psə̀xla ʾáˈ səppə̀rta.ˈ šk̭ə́lla ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ muttéla ⁺ʾal-xàso.ˈ ⁺ṱəryéla prə̀xla.ˈ xə́šla ɟu-xá malcúyta xìta.ˈ xína ⁺xdàrto,ˈ munyə́xla mən-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ bàˈ ʾàtxa.ˈ víla prə́k̭la ʾá məttə́lta ʾàtxa.ˈ hə́nnə clí tanyànnux.ˈ párta ⁺tàma,ˈ k̭ámxa làxxa.ˈ ⁺márran tušnák̭an ⁺tàma,ˈ xúbba xədyúyta làxxa.ˈ ʾátxa ʾátxa prə́k̭la ʾá məttə̀lta.ˈ	Once upon a time there was a bird. Yes, the bird had young. She had made a nest, a home for herself. The young—she laid eggs and young were born. Every day, every year, every day something used to come and eat the young of the bird and go away. The poor bird would come back and see that the young were not in her home. Again the next year she again laid eggs and she had young again. She came back again, again it ate (the young). She sees that the young are not there, it ate them. Oh dear, what was it? What was it that was eating them? Again in the third year the bird laid eggs and had young again. Then it still wanted to come and eat those young of hers. What do you know, it was a fox. The fox is used to (eating) them. He comes and eats the eggs of the young of bird, poor creature. Then a hunter was going after his prey. He sees that the fox is going up the tree. It is going up the tree, then the hunter hunted the fox. He said ‘Let me see what he is doing.’ He saw that the young are yelling and whining, the poor creatures are crying and screaming. The hunter heard their voice. He went to look whether it is eating them. He takes the rifle and shoots it. He brought down the fox. He shot him and killed him. He killed the fox. Then the mother returned and sees that her young have survived that year. She was so pleased with this hunter and offered him her warmest gratitude. The bird was happy and joyful. She took her young and put them on her back. She drove them (onto her back) and flew off. She went to another kingdom. So, it turned out that she was relieved of the fox. Well, that is it. The story finished like that. But wait I’ll tell you. Chaff there, wheat here. Our illness and suffering there, love and joy here. The story ends like that.

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ʾə́tva lə́tva xá səppə̀rta.ˈ hí səppə̀rtaˈ ʾə́tvala ⁺zàyə.ˈ və́dtəva xá dánta búda k̭a-ɟáno bèta.ˈ ʾēn-⁺zàyə,ˈ bìyyə muttíla,ˈ ⁺zàyə bríle.ˈ cùt-yumˈ cùt-yumˈ cút šìta,ˈ cùt-yum,ˈ cùt-yum,ˈ ʾé səppə̀rtaˈ ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ c-atìvaˈ xá mə́ndi c-⁺axə̀lvale,ˈ c-azə̀lva.ˈ c-atyàvaˈ ʾé məscə́nta səppə́rta ɟášk̭ava lə́t ʾánnə ⁺záyə ɟu-da bèto.ˈ mə́drə ⁺ʾal-dé šíta xíta mə́drə ʾátxa bìyyə muttíla,ˈ mə́drə ⁺zàyə viyyàle.ˈ mə́drə tìla,ˈ mə̀drəˈ ⁺xə̀llə,ˈ ɟàšk̭aˈ ʾḗn ⁺záyo lə̀t,ˈ ⁺xilèlə.ˈ ⁺vàˈ mú꞊iva ⁺jànəmˈ ʾáha mù ⁺bixalèlə?ˈ mə́drə šítət ⁺ṱlàˈ mə́drə ʾá səppə́rta muttíla bìyyə,ˈ mə́drə viyyála ⁺zàyə.ˈ ⁺xàrtaˈ hár ⁺byáyəva ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ ʾátiva ⁺ʾaxə̀lvale.ˈ lá táni ⁺tàla víyyələ.ˈ ⁺tála lípəl bi-dàni.ˈ bitáyəl ʾḗn bíyyət dḗn ⁺záyət dé səppə́rta ⁺háyvan ⁺bixalḕl.ˈ ⁺xárta xá ⁺sedáči bərrə̀ššəva,ˈ bərrə́ššəva ⁺bar ⁺sèdu xína.ˈ ɟašə́k̭ni ʾìnaˈ ʾá ⁺tála bəsyák̭ələ ⁺ʾal-ʾilàna.ˈ bəsyák̭ələ ⁺ʾal-ʾilàna,ˈ ʾíta ʾó ⁺sedàčiˈ ⁺sə́dlə k̭a-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ mə́rrə xá xázzən mú vàdələ.ˈ ɟášək̭ ʾína ʾánnə ⁺zàyəˈ síra sirè,ˈ ⁺və́sta ⁺vəstèˈ ⁺hayvánə bə̀xyəna,ˈ č̭arč̭ùrəna.ˈ k̭alé ⁺šmílə ʾá ⁺sedàčiˈ xə́šlə ɟášək̭ ʾína ʾáni ʾə́n ⁺ʾaxə̀lle,ˈ šák̭əl ʾá túpi dárə bìyyuˈ k̭a-dá ⁺tàlaˈ munpə̀llə,ˈ mxílə ⁺k̭ṱə̀llə.ˈ ⁺k̭ṱə́llə k̭a-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ ⁺xárta tíla ʾé yə̀mmaˈ ʾu-ʾé ɟášk̭a yan-ʾḗn ⁺záyo ṱ-í p̂urtə̀cle ʾéxa šíta xína.ˈ ʾátxa ⁺razúyta viyyála mən-dàˈ ⁺sedàčiˈ ⁺róba ʾátxa duáy yuvvə́lla k̭àtu.ˈ xdíla ⁺psə̀xla ʾáˈ səppə̀rta.ˈ šk̭ə́lla ʾḗn ⁺zàyoˈ muttéla ⁺ʾal-xàso.ˈ ⁺ṱəryéla prə̀xla.ˈ xə́šla ɟu-xá malcúyta xìta.ˈ xína ⁺xdàrto,ˈ munyə́xla mən-dá ⁺tàla.ˈ bàˈ ʾàtxa.ˈ víla prə́k̭la ʾá məttə́lta ʾàtxa.ˈ hə́nnə clí tanyànnux.ˈ párta ⁺tàma,ˈ k̭ámxa làxxa.ˈ ⁺márran tušnák̭an ⁺tàma,ˈ xúbba xədyúyta làxxa.ˈ ʾátxa ʾátxa prə́k̭la ʾá məttə̀lta.ˈ

Translation:

Once upon a time there was a bird. Yes, the bird had young. She had made a nest, a home for herself. The young—she laid eggs and young were born. Every day, every year, every day something used to come and eat the young of the bird and go away. The poor bird would come back and see that the young were not in her home. Again the next year she again laid eggs and she had young again. She came back again, again it ate (the young). She sees that the young are not there, it ate them. Oh dear, what was it? What was it that was eating them? Again in the third year the bird laid eggs and had young again. Then it still wanted to come and eat those young of hers. What do you know, it was a fox. The fox is used to (eating) them. He comes and eats the eggs of the young of bird, poor creature. Then a hunter was going after his prey. He sees that the fox is going up the tree. It is going up the tree, then the hunter hunted the fox. He said ‘Let me see what he is doing.’ He saw that the young are yelling and whining, the poor creatures are crying and screaming. The hunter heard their voice. He went to look whether it is eating them. He takes the rifle and shoots it. He brought down the fox. He shot him and killed him. He killed the fox. Then the mother returned and sees that her young have survived that year. She was so pleased with this hunter and offered him her warmest gratitude. The bird was happy and joyful. She took her young and put them on her back. She drove them (onto her back) and flew off. She went to another kingdom. So, it turned out that she was relieved of the fox. Well, that is it. The story finished like that. But wait I’ll tell you. Chaff there, wheat here. Our illness and suffering there, love and joy here. The story ends like that.