Hamlet's soliloquy o'r Mando'a
Cuyir, ra nu'cuyir, ibac tionas:
To be, or not to be, that [is the] question:
Meh ijaat'shya o'r mirde atiniir
If [it's] more honorable in [the] thoughts to endure
goore bal beviine b'ori'suumyc ka'ra,
[the] throws and lances of outrageous stars
ra jurir besbe'trayce ram'or naysol uraktose
or to carry weapons to attack too many difficulties
bal ti akaan rohakar val: ramaanar, nuhoyir
and with war to defeat them: to die, to sleep
dar; bal de nuhoy, sirbur mhi kyri
no more; and by sleep, to say we end
aaray be'kar'ta, bal ta'raysholan nyne
[the] pain of [the] heart, and [the] thousand hits
meg loras juri? par ibac nari
that flesh carries? for that act
solus vercopaani ruusaanyc. Ramaanar, nuhoyir,
one wishes devoutly. To die, to sleep,
ret haa'tayli vercopase; elek, ibac chaab,
maybe see dreams; yes, that [is the] fear
jorcu o'r nuhoy be'kyr'am, tion'meg haa'ite ret olaro,
because in [the] sleep of death, what visions may come,
sha ca'nara mhi ba'slana cuun ramaanla baare,
at [the] time we leave our mortal bodies,
(enteyo) dinui(r) bah mhi jorbe mirdir. Ibac mird
(must) give us a reason to think. That thought
ukoro chaashya urakto oya
pushes further [a] difficult life
jorcu tion'ad jorso'ran nyne be nu'baatyc ca'nara
because who shall bear [the] hits of uncaring time
ne'serim narise be te tsad droten, chayai b'ori'jaon'yc adat,
[the] incorrect acts of the Republic, [the] teasing of self-important people,
kad'la aaray be paguur be'cyare, n'iviin'yc tor,
[the] sharp pain of a love's dislike, slow justice,
duraan be te naaklase, bal tette
[the] scorn of the pacifists, and [the] kicks
meg di'kute dinui bah ruusaane,
that fools give to reliable ones,
meh kaysh lise te'habir uraktose
if one can remove difficulties
ti nu'hukaatyc kad?
with an uncovered dagger?
tion'ad ret jorso'ran uraktose,
who might bear [the] difficulties,
oritsir bal onidir chur haryc oya,
curse and sweat under tired life,
meh nu'jorcu chaab be nakare suum kyr'am, -
if not because [of a] fear of unknown things beyond death, -
ibac nu'mar'ey'la uvet, teh briik be'meg
that undiscovered world, from [the] line of which
naasad verd yaimpar, - mirshe tionir,
no warrior returns, - [the] brain questions,
bal mhi jatne emuuri (yaim'la) dushe mhi gana,
and we prefer [the] (familiar) bad things we have,
bal n'eyayti at ashise mege mhi nu'kar'tayli.
and don't flee to other things that we don't know.
mirdir gotal'u mhi an cuyi hut'uune,
to think makes us all to be cowards,
bal jiriad sal be mirde gotal'u nu'jahaala
and [the] ghastly colour of thoughts makes sick
ge'tal sal be nasre,
[the] red colour of resolve
bal nare be ori'munad bal ori'kando,
and acts of great height and weight,
ti mirde, val shonar amu nu'serim/be'chaaj teh jate'kara
with thoughts, their waves change wrong/far from [the] right course
bal dar'gana gai be nari. Luubid jii,
and no longer have [the] name of action. Enough now,
ogir copyc Ovhelia? Mesh, gedet'ye ke'partayli
there [is] lovely Ophelia? Beauty, please remember
an ner nu'serime ti gar suvar.
all my wrongs with your understanding.
