Txon lu. Vawm lu. Slä ke lu vawm. Atan lu mìfa fra'ewll, mìfa frautral sì mìfa kllte. Ayoeng tìran fwa ne pay, oeyä eylan amip sì oe. Fo peng oer san fnu sìk, talun ayoeng ke new tivìng txopu ayioangur.
Set ayoeng sim pay, ulte ayoeng heyn. Fìtsenge ayoeng pey.
Ayoengìl nìn ayioangit.
Tsakrr pam lu uo ayoeng, lu nantang!
Pehem si? Heyn srak? Tul srak? Zawng srak? Ayoeng ke omum!
Nantangìl ayoengit tse'a ulte kä ne pay. Nantang näk. Ayoeng kllkxem ulte tìran alìm. Ayoengìl tsole'a ayioangit mì ton. Set ayoeng zene kivä nekelku. Nantang ahay ke latsu tstunwi.
It is night.
It is night. It is dark. But it is not dark, because all the plants, trees, even the ground emits light. We walk along the path to the water, my new friends and I. They tell me to be silent, so the animals are not scared away. (do not give fear)
We reach the water and sit down. Here we wait.
Soon the animals of the night come, to drink. Some hunt for fish. Some hunt each other, but not here at the water.
We watch the animals.
There is a noise behind us, it is a nantang!
what to do? Sit? Run? Scream? We do not know.
The nantang looks at us and then goes to the water. When it is drinking, we get up and start walking away. We have seen the animals in the night. Now we must go home. The next nantang may not be so kind.
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