Alisa in Divalanda. Preworda

On akwa lentem glidi nu

sub golde surya-ray.

Dwa syao bracha bukushal

zai remi ga bukway,

e syao handas bu oltaim

dirigi bota pai.

Tri wan sin pita! Garme es,

Me yao somni gro.

Yedoh yu pregi dabe me

koy fabula wud shwo.

E kontra tri pa hunta vos

un sole vos mog kwo?

E Un-ney wan sin dera fai

edikta de “begin ya!”

E Dwa-ney pregi dabe ye

“absurdika in it ya!”

E Tri-ney interrupti me

bat bu oltaim. Merit' ya.

E nau yo silensa ye

e fabula begin,

e gela chaukem zai go

tra diva-ney shulin,

amigem shwo kun farke wan

e inu garden zin.

Walaa, fantasia fa-wek,

suy kwan yo suhefai.

“Me finrakonti olo poy” - ajorni fin me trai.

Bat “Es yo poy, kontinu ba!”

Felise voses krai.

Tak kresi sey rakonta for,

pyu longe it bikam,

eventa chu, un afte un,

ajib e nopinchan.

A dom zai go alegre tim

sub surya do aksham.

Alisa! Pren kitaba sey

e pon a plasa tal,

wo kinda-drima jivi for

sub taim-ney vual,

kom wander kipi faden flor

fon blage landa dal.