22 Túle i qualle i *iquindo, ar i valar colle se oa Avrahámo súmanna. Ente, yando i lárea nér qualle ar náne talaina sapsaryanna.
23 Ar latyanes henyat mi Mandos, yasse enges ñwalmelissen, ar cennes Avraham haiya ar Lásaro sumaryasse. 24 Etta yámes ar quente: 'Atar Avraham, órava nisse ar á menta Lásaro, panieryan leperyo tille nenesse, carien lambanya ringa! An nanye ñwalyaina náre sinasse!”
19 But [there] was a man who was rich, and he covered himself with purple and linen, having joy every day in a glorious manner. 20 But [there] was a beggar whose name was Lazarus, placed by his gate, full of ulcers. 21 He wished to be filled with [whatever things] that fell from the rich man's table, but also [/even] the dogs came and licked his ulcers.
22 It happened [lit. came] that the beggar died, and the angels carried him away to the bosom of Abraham. Furthermore, also the rich man died and was brought to his grave.
23 And he opened his eyes in Mandos [here = Hades], where he existed in torments, and he saw Abraham far away and Lazarus in his bosom. 24 Therefore he cried and said: 'Father Abraham, have mercy on me and send Lazarus, for him to put the tip of his finger in water, to make my tongue cold! For I am tormented in this fire!”
