Ap yek kopo dikas yob triin morshen. Kolla his i kotar glan leste tardo. Har yob len dikas, stas lo pre, nashas pash lende oun moukas pes glan lende ap i phoub te perell.
Har i rati vas, van i douy bolepangre an o foro Sodom. Koy his o Lot an o baro voudar ko forestar beshdo. Har o Lot len dikas, stas lo pre, djas pash lende oun moukas pes glan lende ap i phoub te perell.
“Shoun ap mende, maro ray: Tou hal i Debleskro morsh mashkral mende. Paske tiri mouli romyat an o feteder moulengro kheer, hoy men hi. Hakeno mendar dals tout i kotar them, te paskress tiri romyat koy.”
Krenn lauter, te vell t'men kek čingepen i vavar menshentsa! Čivrenn o tselo čilačepen dran t'mende vin! Kek mensho dikell o Debles, te moukell lo o čilačepen an peste te djivell.
Ap t'mende lauterende penau: Rikrenn khetne! Hakenes te vell i dji o vavareske! T'mer lauter han phrala oun phenya. Avenn lačes yek ap o vavareste! Ma krenn t'men bares!