I'linda en' Cormamin

Lle naa i'vilya amin suula;
Lle naa i'yulna amin fauka ten';
Oio amin irma ten' melle;

Lle cuvie cormamin;
Ar' ta naa helda' nu mealle.
Ta naara ten' lle ar'
Miquille karna amin nia ten' alasse.

Auta neva melamin;
Lasta ar' lle tenuva i'linda en' cormamin;
Linda ta ar' ta rusvuva e' alasse'.

The Song of My Heart

Thou art the air that I breathe;
Thou art the drink that I thirst for;
Ever do I yearn for thy light.

You have awakened my heart;
and it is naked to thy glance;
It burns for thee;
and thy kiss makes me weep for joy.

Come close my love;
Listen to the song of my heart;
Sing to it and it will break from happiness.