Literature:Hansu Hansuen/Raxic

Łihiuanāh Łihiuan	Gloss	The King of Kings
	mortal.sg-acc, 2sg.m.nom who.nom q-be-2sg, thus 1sg-gen word-pl-dat q-test-refl-2sg-ipfv	Who are you to question (lit. test yourself against) my words, human?
Hinoh īziromiz.	1sg-acc q-neg-know-2sg-ipfv	Do you not know me?
	1sg-gen face.sg-acc see-2sg-ipfv q-neg-recognize-2sg-ipfv	Do you not recognize my face?
		My face is carved into stone and my name is written on walls.
		You would have to be blind not to see that.
Hinoz tacizhin, łihiuan.	1sg-acc call-2sg-pfv, king.sg-nom	You called me a king.
Mic hin ubo łihiuan izilōīn.	but 1sg.nom merely king.sg-nom neg-be-1sg	But I am not just a king.
		Let me tell you who I am.
		I am the King of Kings, the mightiest of all.
		My kingdom goes from the sea to the mountains and beyond the horizon, from the north to the south and from the east to the west – it is all my land, without borders.
		The sun, the wind, fire and water are mine to command.
		The day comes when I call it and the night with its stars and the moon on the night sky dare not show up until I'm done.
		I do not drink the same water as the mortals, nor do I eat the same bread as them.
		The whole world is my garden - I have created it and I rule it.
		The heavens envy me, and the gods stand before me humble.
Yut hātłhihuān hāzirīna lōin.	for god-pl-abl great-cpr-sg.nom be-1sg	For I am greater than the gods.
		Who and what are you, compared to me, human?
		You are dust and you will remain dust when you die, while my garden will stand for an eternity and win against the tide of time.
		Yours is a house of bricks and wood, mine is a palace of stone, marble and gold.
		You do not have the right to exist if I do not give it to you.
		Am I supposed to tolerate your existence?
		You are but a servant of mine.
		I am the first among kings, I am the King of Kings.
		Everything here belongs to me.
		From the smallest grain of dust to the tallest mountain, from the smallest drop of rain to the largest ocean, from a mouse in a field to an eagle high in the sky.
		Every dog and horse, soldier and weapon and treasure belong to me by right.
Zī yoni īlōz. Mornōtziz izimoriz.	2sg.m.nom who.nom q-be-2sg / existence-acc neg-exist-2sg	Who are you? You are nothing. (lit. You do not even exist.)
		And this is my garden and I am its king, the King of Kings.

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Hansu Hansuen/Raxic