tlhIngan-Hol Archive: Wed Jan 24 07:27:56 1996
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Re: KLBC: DaHjaj
On 24 Jan 96 at 7:03, Alan Anderson wrote:
> ghItlh maSqa':
> >DaHjaj jIrop.
>
> tugh bIpIvqa'jaj.
>
> >mu'ow' mInDu'wIj HughwIj je.
>
> <mu'ow'> vIghovbe'. <mu'oy'> DaghItlh 'e' DaHechba'.
> I believe that the verb {'oy'} "ache, hurt, be sore" is
> intransitive, and you need to say {mu'oy'moH}.
Actually, I meant 'aw'.
>
> >'ach 'oy' DaSIQlaHbej.
>
> jIH cho'oS'a'? <vI-> Dalo' DaneH'a'?
> Did you use the {Da-} prefix here on purpose, or did you mean to use
> {vI-}?
Boy, I really am sick! This is supposed to be vI-.
>
> >wa'Hu' peD. DaH peDbe' 'ej lamqu' yav.
>
> maj.
> 'ach chay' yav lammoH peDpu'bogh muD? peDDI' lam So'lu' net pIH.
Ahh, I see. I meant that when the street cleaners cleared the snow
away in the morning the ground and snow banks were dirty.
>
> >hurghbe' chISbe' ghap chal.
>
> {ghap} follows nouns; {pagh} comes between sentences. But simply
> making that correction would give {hurghbe' chal pagh chISbe'},
> meaning "The sky is either not dark or not white (but not both)."
> Which is it? I believe you need to rethink your meaning.
I was trying to say that the sky was gray, "niether black nor white."
I sure would like some more color words...
>
> >bIrlaw' pem Hov. muQan qa'vIn, Sut bIrbe' je. muQaH naHbIQmey je.
>
> That comma makes me pause :-) in my translation. You might mean
> either "Coffee protects me, warm clothes also" or "Coffee and warm
> clothes protect me." Both are okay, but the first one is more
> strongly implied to me because of the comma. It seems a bit more
> poetic, a bit less pedestrian than the simple conjunction.
Cool. The comma was a left-over from when I had had three things
listed. Is my use of bIrbe' okay for warm (lit. not cold)?
>
> >tugh jIQongqa'. murI'law' QongDaq.
>
> maj. yIleS. yIQong. yIHoSchoHqa'.
lu'
> -- ghunchu'wI'
maSqa'
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