#somali language

Maxaan maanso teeriya,

Every lost syllable tells in my heartbeat,

Every lost line is a scar on my heart.

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Writing my paper on Somali phonology, morphology and syntax, drinking blueberry tea, reading about consonants. My window is open and my room smells of spring and blueberries, dogs are barking outside and my aquarium is doing the usual bubbly noises. yes

inspired by @arabskaya-devushka & @organizedstudy

khamri - alcohol diseembar or bisha laabo iya tobonaad - december xaflad- party nabad - peace rash qarxin - firework janaayo or bisha koowaad - January shumis / mac - kiss jacayl - love faraxsan - happiness go’aan - resolution haben badh / habeenbarka - midnight  riyo - dream cusub - new sanad cusub - new year qorshaha - plan rabitaan - wish 

marka saacaddu ay saarto habeenbadhka - when the clock strikes midnight

sunday; mar 19, 2017 || 7:52 pm

A beloved Somali love song with such eloquence and poetic depth to it. It’s sung by a songstress called Yurub Geenyo, and is called Sibaan U Nuglaa Baryaba. Somali is a very rich and complex language, one difficult to translate without losing neither its fluidity nor accuracy. Nevertheless, below is my take on the lyrics in the picture.

Sida oogta waaberi iftiimow

He’s aromal, like a flower grown in autumn

You glow like an early gleaming morning