Cruckeny/Corpus

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Assorted translations

Single sentences

Myai biges cho

I built a house


Myai biges belyee

I built my house


No loar, shoo e shoolyee freede ylyantee, or e malee swalyen mer nglouree.

Speak not, ye who tread through valleys, for their walls will swallow your voices.

Multiple sentences

Jenee is daimer en Doan noleen, daimer kyraseen; fil kereen faals noos en Loones, jenee kereen faals.

Dust is how the earth breathes, how it heals; sometimes from the heaven rains blood, sometimes it rains dust.


Do hemoajee ru keren de khyaigyin e myai aanyee ebaa ee gyoonyee. Soa, wily ISIS shpaish to geweerd oget?

Your emoji choices remind me of someone i knew once. Say, are you weirdly into ISIS?


Me houerc echilyeen ijer ne reltee se shpyaier, freede himyeter do hooshkyert-oaerkyert lyais eener Ne trooee lyoun ood, orbyercher do nashlyinyee, echilyeen den vyeekhoodcher chinyee is doan nyaunyee taivyeen nyees

My eyesight flies between the stars in the sky, on a pilgrimage to a single northeastern light Those pitiable moths, ensnared by their dreams, fly towards the open flame and burn 'till nothing's left

Longer translations

Song Translations

Eileanóir a Rún (Elyenoar E Roon)

Me ghro hoo, jen khyaid ainch, elyenoar e roon Sert e vyeemy eg smeenyoo, trou e myeemy ee me hooen O ghro jen teeel, se khyaid shorc, stoos jeshe no bon aiern.

Myai graas hoo cooer kyaid e myai fyeckyee hoo, Elener me heeckert. Je hoo is e myai sheelee ee me gul. Ho meenyin je hembyou, is mo khyaid weenyin, hoo to woa bounee de wro je Haaerlend.

I loved you when I first saw you, Eleanor my secret. You're who I think of in my sleep. Oh love of life, and my first love, you're prettier than the women of Ireland.

Original texts

Single sentences

Daiemit e Hous, imyee vyai ne kyorky shin!

Dammit Shauss, leave those chickens alone!

Multiple sentences

Road? Mmm... nyee. Road wus nyaunyee akherd loatee de ghorel is vyeefyel je ne hush.

A road? Mmm... no. Road here'd be nothing but a waste of gravel and deer meat.


En khaimer torleen oa hasen de hasen, tashpyeen shick e jerlyee er aandee deck lye cackee paint is kij kyitoat.

The camera is moving side to side, showing frost sparkling on a wooden deck with worn paint and some footprints.

Longer texts

Original Songs

Devil Feeds My Baby (WIP)

Eeerbyai me khrau jer maanoo goael moa.

My bones'll get on up and mine more coal.