hlör u fang axaxaxas mlö Jun 23, 2008
hröfr fexjr röhrihr Swallowing a coin, it swims hlöratn flatrr gröjl jangrröhrihr On its surface, glinted ripples jrur mlöfgannexsahr They color pale orange of the sky hlaer hlulejn jgrir Points blink, as drifting fireflies flatrrruxnrir xetlung The growing greens dark and deep nöngatnsahr nöngatnhlulejn Shapes barely visible against the sky, sounds barely distinguishable in the breeze fang saesaes u hlulejn Behind rustling branches and wind hlaer tlajl tlöx The hopping splashes silently hlör u fang axaxaxas mlö Upward, behind the onstreaming, it moons
For more information on this language and its people, read Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius by Jorge Luis Borges. A google search should result in some decent translations (the original is in Spanish).
hlör u fang axaxaxas mlö
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