Nâko: Rabindranath Tagore
Au es kau i he ‘sí neu ko.
Nbi ho baeltolas i au ‘muï ‘tokô es siüf.
Nbi ho pah-pinan au ka ‘muî fa mepu;
au monit palsumâ ala nabeî natkauf
a-nbi hanlumat ka nok fa salit.
Lekâ oras a-nteaben he munaob ho onen kaäslutus
nbi uem’onen fai’atnanas ameisökat, muplén kau,
ó usî, he ‘hake ‘bi ho matam he ‘sí.
Lekâ harpa mnatû mastél a-nbi anin noknokâ,
mfe kau hormat, he utonok a-‘bi nane.
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I am here to sing thee songs.
In this hall of thine I have a corner seat.
In thy world I have no work to do;
my useless life can only break out
in tunes without a purpose.
When the hour strikes for thy silent worship
at the dark temple of midnight, command me,
my master, to stand before thee to sing.
When in the morning air the golden harp is tuned,
honour me, commanding my presence.
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Yohanes Manhitu es nasoni neu Uab Metô
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