ʕweuis iosmi ʕuelʔn neʔst ʔekuns ʔe ’dērkt, tom ’gwrʕeum uogom
ugentm, tom m’geʕm borom, tom dgmenm ʔoʔku brentm. ʔe uēukwt ʕweuis ʔkumus: kwntske ʔmoi kērt ʕnerm ui’denti ʔekuns ʕ’gentm. ʔe ueukwnt ʔkeus: kludi ʕwuei, kwntske nsmi kērt ui’dntsu: ʕnēr potis ʕwuiom ʕulʔenm subi gwormom uestrom kwrneuti, ʕwuimus kwe ʕuelʔn neʔsti. to’d kekluus ʕweuis ʕe’grom ʔe bēu’gd.



    A sheep that had no wool saw horses, one of them pulling a heavy wagon, one carrying a big load, and one carrying a man quickly. The sheep said to the horses: "My heart pains me, seeing a man driving horses." The horses said: "Listen, sheep, our hearts pain us when we see this: a man, the master, makes the wool of the sheep into a warm garment for himself. And the sheep has no wool." Having heard this, the sheep fled into the plain.

https://www.kortlandt.nl/publications/art243e.pdf

ʕʷeuis ʔkeus kʷe | The Sheep and the Horses (Proto-Indo-European)

خورشيد کمند صبح بر بام افکند
کيخسرو روز باده در جام افکند
مي خور که منادي سحرگه خيزان
آوازه “اشربوا” در ايام افکند

Awake; for morning in the bowl of night
Has flung the stone that puts the stَars to flight.
And lo! the Hunter of the East has cought
The Sultan's turret in a noose of light.

خورشيد کمند صبح بر بام افکند ... (زبان فرسى) | Rubâʿî by ʿOmar-e Khayyâm (Classical Persian)

1 Then the righteous will stand with great confidence in the presence of those who have oppressed them and those who make light of their labors.
2 When the unrighteous see them, they will be shaken with dreadful fear, and they will be amazed at the unexpected salvation of the righteous.
3 They will speak to one another in repentance, and in anguish of spirit they will groan,
4 “These are persons whom we once held in derision and made a byword of reproach—fools that we were! We thought that their lives were madness and that their end was without honor.
5 Why have they been numbered among the children of God? And why is their lot among the holy ones?
6 So it was we who strayed from the way of truth, and the light of righteousness did not shine on us, and the sun did not rise upon us.
7 We took our fill of the paths of lawlessness and destruction, and we journeyed through trackless deserts, but the way of the Lord we have not known.
8 What has our arrogance profited us? And what good has our boasted wealth brought us?
9 “All those things have vanished like a shadow and like a rumor that passes by;
10 like a ship that sails through the billowy water, and when it has passed no trace can be found, no track of its keel in the waves;
11 or as, when a bird flies through the air, no evidence of its passage is found; the light air, lashed by the beat of its pinions and pierced by the force of its rushing flight, is traversed by the movement of its wings, and afterward no sign of its coming is found there;
12 or as, when an arrow is shot at a target, the air, thus divided, comes together at once, so that no one knows its pathway.
13 So we also, as soon as we were born, ceased to be, and we had no sign of virtue to show but were consumed in our wickedness.”
14 Because the hope of the ungodly is like thistledown carried by the wind and like a light frost driven away by a storm; it is dispersed like smoke before the wind, and it passes like the remembrance of a guest who stays but a day.

ⲧⲥⲟⲫⲓⲁ ⲛ ⲥⲁⲗⲱⲙⲱⲛ ⲉ̅ (ⲧⲙⲛ̅ⲧⲣⲙ̅ⲛ̅ⲕⲏⲙⲉ) | Book of Wisdom, Chapter 5 (Saʿidic Coptic)

¶ϩⲁⲧⲉϩⲏ ⲇⲉ ⲛ̄ϣⲁϫⲉ	 
ⲛⲓⲙ ⲥⲟⲩⲱⲛⲡⲉⲕϫⲡⲟ· ⲥⲟⲩ-
ⲱⲛ︤ⲅ︥ ϫⲉⲛ̄ⲧⲕⲟⲩⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲛ︥ⲁϣ ⲛ̄-
ⲟⲩⲥⲓⲁ· ⲏ̄ ⲛ̄ⲧⲕⲟⲩⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲛ︥ⲁϣ
ⲛ̄ⲅⲉⲛⲟⲥ· ⲏ̄ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲛ︥ⲁϣ ⲙ̄ⲫⲩⲗⲏ·
ⲙ̄ⲙⲉ ⲙ̄ⲙⲟⲕ ϫⲉ ⲛ̄ⲧⲁⲕϣⲱⲡⲉ
ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ̄ϣⲟⲙⲉⲧ⳿ ⲛ̄ⲅⲉⲛⲟⲥ· ⲉ-
ⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲙ︥ⲡⲕⲁϩ· ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲙ︥ⲡⲉ-
ⲡⲗⲁⲥⲙⲁ· ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲙ︥ⲡⲧⲉⲛⲟ·
ⲛ̄ⲧⲁⲡⲥⲱⲙⲁ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲙ︥-
ⲡⲕⲁϩ ϩ︤ⲛ︥ⲟⲩⲟⲩⲥⲓⲁ ⲛ̄ⲕⲁϩ· ⲡⲉ-
ⲡⲗⲁⲥⲙⲁ ⲇⲉ ⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉⲧⲃⲉ-
ⲧⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲙ︥ⲡⲙⲉⲉⲩⲉ ⲙ̄-
ⲡⲑⲉⲓⲟⲛ· ⲡⲧⲉⲛⲟ ⲇⲉ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲥ
ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲕⲁⲧⲁ ⲑⲓⲕⲱⲛ
ⲙ̄ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ· ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲥ ⲙⲉⲛ ⲛ̄-
ⲑⲉⲓⲟⲥ ⲟⲩⲛ̄ⲧⲁϥ ⲙ̄ⲙⲁⲩ ⲛ̄ⲟⲩ-
ⲟⲩⲥⲓⲁ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲙ︥ⲡⲑⲉⲓⲟⲛ· ⲧⲯⲩ-
ⲭⲏ ⲇⲉ ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥⲣ̄ⲡⲗⲁⲥⲥⲉ ⲛ̄ⲛⲉⲩ-
ϩⲏⲧ⳿ ⲟⲩⲁⲁⲩ· ⲉⲓ̈ⲙⲉⲉⲩⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ
ϫⲉ ⲉⲥϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲛ̄ⲥϩⲓ̂ⲙⲉ ⲙ̄ⲡⲉⲛ-
ⲧⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲕⲁⲧⲁ ⲑⲓⲕⲱⲛ· ⲡⲥⲱ-
ⲙⲁ ⲇⲉ ⲛ̄ⲧⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲙ︥-
ⲡⲕ̣ⲁ̣ϩ ⲧⲉϥⲟⲩⲥⲓⲁ ⲧⲉ ⲑⲩⲗ̣ⲏ· ⲉⲕ-
[ϣⲁⲛ]ⲧⲟϩ︤ⲕ︥ ⲕⲛⲁϫⲡⲟ [ⲛⲁⲕ ⲙ̄]ⲡ-
ϣⲟⲙⲉⲧ⳿ ⲙ̄ⲙⲉⲣⲟⲥ· ϩ︤ⲙ︥ⲡⲧⲣⲉⲕ-
ϩⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲛ︥ⲧⲁⲣⲉⲧⲏ ⲉⲡⲓⲧ︤ⲛ︥ ⲉⲩ-
ϭⲱϫ︤ⲃ︥· ⲁⲣⲓⲡⲟⲗⲓⲧⲉⲩⲉ ⲕⲁⲧⲁ
ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲥ· ⲙ̄ⲡ︤ⲣ︥ⲙⲉⲉⲩⲉ ⲉⲛⲁ-
ⲧⲥⲁⲣ︤ⲝ︥· ϫⲡⲟ ⲛⲁⲕ ⲛ̄ⲧⲙ︤ⲛ︦ⲧ︥⳿ϫⲱ-
ⲱⲣⲉ· ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϫⲉ ⲟⲩϫⲱⲱⲣⲉ ⲡⲉ
ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲥ· ⲉⲕϣⲁⲛϩⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ︥-
ⲧⲉⲓ̈ⲕⲉⲟⲩⲉⲓ︥ ⲁⲕϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛ̄ⲟⲩϩⲟⲟⲩⲧ⳿-
ⲥϩⲓⲙⲉ· ⲧⲟⲩⲥⲓⲁ ⲇⲉ ⲙ̄ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲥ
ⲉⲧⲉ ⲧⲛⲟⲏⲥⲓⲥ ⲧⲉ· ⲉⲕϣⲁⲛ
ⲛⲟϫ︤ⲥ︥ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙ̄ⲙⲟⲕ· ⲁⲕϭⲱϫⲉ
ⲙ̄ⲫⲟⲟⲩⲧ⳿· ⲁⲕⲕⲟⲧ︤ⲕ︥ ⲉⲧ⳿ⲥϩⲓ̂-
ⲙⲉ ⲟⲩⲁⲁⲥ· ⲁⲕϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲙ̄ⲯⲩ-
ⲭⲓⲕⲟⲥ ⲉⲁⲕϫⲓ ⲛ̄ⲧⲟⲩⲥⲓⲁ ⲙ̄ⲡⲉ-
ⲡⲗⲁⲥⲙⲁ· ⲡⲕⲉⲕⲟⲩⲉⲓ ⲛ̄ⲧⲉ ⲡⲁⲓ̈
ⲉⲕϣⲁⲛⲛⲟϫ︤ϥ︥ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ· ϩⲱⲥⲧⲉ
ⲛ︤ⲅ︥ⲧ︤ⲙ︥ⲥⲱⲧ⳿ ⲉϫⲡⲟ ⲛⲁⲕ ⲛ̄ⲟⲩ-
ⲙⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲛ̄ⲣⲱⲙⲉ· ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲁⲕϫⲓ ⲉ-
ⲣⲟⲕ ⲙ̄ⲡⲙⲉⲉⲩⲉ ⲙ̄ⲡⲧ︤ⲃ︥ⲛⲏ ⲙ︤ⲛ︥
ⲡⲓⲛⲉ· ⲁⲕϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛ̄ⲥⲁⲣⲕⲓⲕⲟⲥ
ⲉⲁⲕϫⲓ ⲛ̄ⲟⲩⲫⲩⲥⲓⲥ ⲛ̄ⲧ︤ⲃ︥ⲛⲏ·
ⲥⲙⲟⲕ︤ϩ︥ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲁϭⲓⲛⲉ ⲛ̄ⲟⲩⲯⲩⲭⲓ-
ⲕⲟⲥ· ⲡⲟⲥⲱ̂ ⲙⲁⲗⲗⲟⲛ ⲁϭⲓⲛⲉ
ⲙ̄ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ· ⲉⲓ̈ϣⲁϫⲉ ⲇⲉ ϫⲉ
ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲉⲡ︤ⲛ︦ⲁ︥ⲧⲓⲕⲟⲥ 
ⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲛ̄ⲧⲁϥϫⲓ ⲙⲟⲣⲫⲏ ⲉ-
ⲃⲟⲗ ϩ︤ⲛ︥ⲧⲟⲩⲥⲓⲁ ⲙ̄ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ
ⲧⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲛ̄ⲑⲉⲓⲟⲛ ⲥⲣ̄ⲕⲟⲓⲛⲱ-
ⲛⲓ ⲉⲡⲁⲓ̈ ϩ︤ⲛ︥ⲟⲩⲙⲉⲣⲟⲥ· ⲡⲁⲗⲓⲛ
ⲧⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲥ︤ⲣ︥ⲕⲟⲓⲛⲱⲛⲓ ⲉⲧⲥⲁⲣ︤ⲝ︥ ϩ︤ⲛ︥-
ⲟⲩⲙⲉⲣⲟⲥ· ⲧⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲙ̄ⲫⲁⲩ-
ⲗⲟⲥ ϣⲁⲣⲉⲥⲣⲓⲕⲉ ⲛ̄ⲥⲁ ⲉⲥⲁ·
ⲁ̣[ϣ ⲡ]ⲉ̣ⲧ︤ⲥ︥ⲣ̄ⲇⲟϭⲓ ⲛ̄ⲧⲁⲗⲏⲑⲓⲁ·
[ⲛⲁⲛⲟ]ⲩⲥ ⲛⲁⲕ ⲱ̂ ⲡⲣⲱ[ⲙⲉ]
ⲉⲧⲣⲉⲕⲣⲁⲕⲧ︤ⲕ︥ ⲉⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲛ̄-
ϩⲟⲩⲟ ⲉⲣⲁ<ⲕ>ⲧ︤ⲕ︥ ⲉⲧ⳿ⲫⲩⲥⲓⲥ ⲛ̄ⲧⲃ︥-
ⲛⲏ· ⲉⲓ̈ϣⲁϫⲉ ⲉⲧⲥⲁⲣⲕⲓⲕⲏ· ⲡⲙⲁ
ⲉⲧⲕ︥ⲛⲁⲣⲁⲕⲧⲕ︥ ⲉⲙⲁⲩ ⲕⲛⲁϫⲓ
ⲡⲉϥⲉⲓⲛⲉ·

ⲛ̄ⲥⲃⲟⲩ ⲛ̄ⲥⲓⲗⲟⲩⲁⲛⲟⲥ (ⲧⲙⲛ̄ⲧⲣⲙ̄ⲛ̄ⲕⲏⲙⲉ) | Teachings of Silvanus (Saʿidic Coptic)

وَاللَه ما طَلَعَت شَمسٌ وَلا غَرُبَت .. إِلّا وَحُبُّكَ مَقرونٌ بِأَنفاسي
وَلا جَلستُ إِلى قَومٍ أُحَدِّثُهُم .. إِلّا وَأَنتَ حَديثي بَينَ جُلّاسي
وَلا ذَكَرتُكَ مَحزوناً وَلا فَرِحاً .. إِلّا وَأَنت بِقَلبي بَينَ وِسواسي
وَلا هَمَمتُ بِشُربِ الماءِ مِن عَطَشٍ .. إِلّا رَأَيتُ خَيالاً مِنكَ في الكَأسِ

I swear to God, the sun has never risen or set
Without Your love being entwined with my breath;
Neither have I confided in anyone 
Except to talk about You…
Never have I mentioned Your name in gladness or in sorrow,
Unless You were in my heart, wedged in my obsessive thoughts.
Nor have I touched water to quench my thirst
Without seeing a glimpse of You in the glass.

والله ما طلعت شمس ولا غربت (العربية) | Al-Ḥallāǧ's ‘I swear to God ...’ (Arabic)

فَلَيتَكَ تَحلو وَالحَياةُ مَريرَةٌ
وَلَيتَكَ تَرضى وَالأَنامُ غِضابُ
وَلَيتَ الَّذي بَيني وَبَينَكَ عامِرٌ
وَبَيني وَبَينَ العالَمينَ خَرابُ
إِذا نِلتُ مِنكَ الوُدَّ فَالكُلُّ هَيِّنٌ
وَكُلُّ الَّذي فَوقَ التُرابِ تُرابِ
فَيا لَيتَ شُربي مِن وِدادِكَ صافِياً
وَشُربِيَ مِن ماءِ الفُراتِ سَرابُ

If only you could be sweet while life is bitter
And if only you could be pleased while people are angry
And if only what's between you and me could be flourishing
While what's between me and the world is in ruins
If I obtain your love, then everything becomes easy
And everything above the earth becomes mere dust
Oh, if only my drink from your affection could be pure
While my drink from the Euphrates' water becomes a mirage

فليتك تحلو والحياة مريرة (العربية) | Al-Ḥallāǧ's 'If only you could be sweet' (Arabic)

غِبتَ وَما غِبتَ عَن ضَميري .. فَمازَجَت تَرحَتي سُروري
وَاِتَّصلِ الوَصلُ بِاِفتِراقٍ .. فَصارَ في غَيبَتي حُضوري
فَأَنتَ في سِرِّ غَيب هَمّي .. أَخفى مِنَ الوَهمِ في ضَميري
تُؤنِسُني بِالنَهارِ حَقّاً .. وَأَنتَ عِندَ الدُجى سَميري

You have been absent, yet you are not absent from my conscience,
For my joy mingles with my sorrow.
And the connection is established through separation,
So in my absence, you are present.
You are in the secret of my hidden worries,
More concealed than the illusion in my conscience.
You truly comfort me in the daytime,
And you are my companion in the night.

غبت وما غبت عن ضميري (العربية) | Al-Ḥallāǧ's 'You have been absent, yet you are not absent' (Arabic)

ما زِلتُ أَطفو في بِحارِ الهَوى .. يَرفَعُني المَوجُ وَأَنحَطُّ
فَتارَةً يَرفَعُني مَوجُها .. وَتارَةً أَهوي وَأَنغَطُ
حَتّى إِذا صَيَّرَني في الهَوى .. إِلى مَكانٍ ما لَهُ شَطُّ

I am still floating in the seas of passion
  the waves lift me and I descend.
Sometimes the waves raise me
  and sometimes I fall and sink.
Until, if it brings me in love
  to a place that has no shore.


ما زلت أطفو في بحار الهوى (العربية) | Al-Ḥallāǧ's 'I am still floating in the seas' (Arabic)

4 ⲟⲩⲥⲟⲫⲟⲥ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲡⲉ ϩⲙ ⲡⲉϥϩⲏⲧ ϥϫⲟⲟⲣ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲟⲩⲛⲟϭ ⲡⲉ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉϥⲛⲁϣⲧ ⲙⲡⲉϥⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲁϥϩⲩⲡⲟⲙⲓⲛⲏ 5 ⲡⲉⲧϩⲓⲧⲉ ⲛⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲥⲉⲥⲟⲟⲩⲛ ⲁⲛ ⲡⲉⲧϣⲟⲣϣⲣ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ϩⲛ ⲧⲉϥⲟⲣⲅⲏ 6 ⲡⲉⲧⲛⲟⲉⲓⲛ ⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ ϣⲁ ⲛⲉϥⲥⲛⲧⲉ ϣⲁⲣⲉ ⲛⲉϥⲥⲧⲏⲗⲗⲟⲥ ⲕⲓⲙ 7 ⲡⲉⲧϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲉⲡⲣⲏ ϫⲉ ⲙⲡⲣϣⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲉϥϣⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲧⲧⲱⲱⲃⲉ ⲉⲣⲛ ⲛⲥⲓⲟⲩ 8 ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥⲧⲁⲙⲓⲉ ⲧⲡⲉ ⲙⲁⲩⲁⲁϥ ⲡⲉⲧⲙⲟⲟϣⲉ ϩⲓϫⲛ ⲑⲁⲗⲁⲥⲥⲁ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲙⲡⲉⲧⲙⲟⲟϣⲉ ϩⲓϫⲛ ⲡⲡⲉⲧϣⲟⲩⲱⲟⲩ 9 ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥⲧⲁⲙⲓⲉ ⲧϭⲓⲛⲙⲟⲩⲧ ⲙⲛ ⲡⲥⲟⲩⲛⲣⲟⲩϩⲉ ⲙⲛ ⲡϣⲱⲡϣ ⲙⲛ ⲛⲧⲁⲙⲓⲟⲛ ⲙⲡⲣⲏⲥ 10 ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥⲧⲁⲙⲓⲉ ⲛⲉⲓⲛⲟϭ ⲙⲛ ⲛⲉⲓⲁⲧⲁⲣⲏϫⲛⲟⲩ ⲛⲉⲧⲧⲁⲉⲓⲏⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲓϣⲡⲏⲣⲉ ⲉⲧⲉ ⲙⲛⲧⲟⲩ ⲏⲡⲉ 11 ⲉϥϣⲁⲛⲥⲁⲁⲧ ⲛⲛⲁⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϥϣⲁⲛⲉⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗϩⲓⲧⲟⲟⲧ ⲛⲛⲁⲉⲓⲙⲉ 12 ⲉϥϣⲁⲛⲧⲁⲕⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲡⲉⲧⲛⲁⲧⲁⲛϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲏ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲡⲉⲧⲛⲁϫⲟⲟⲥ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉ ⲛⲧⲁⲕⲣ ⲟⲩ

ⲓ̈ⲱⲃ ⲑ̅ (ⲧⲙⲛ̄ⲧⲣⲙ̄ⲛ̄ⲕⲏⲙⲉ) | Job 9:4–12 (Saʿidic Coptic)

חֲכַם לֵבָב וְאַמִּיץ כֹּחַ מִי־הִקְשָׁה אֵלָיו וַיִּשְׁלָם׃ 
הַמַּעְתִּיק הָרִים וְלֹא יָדָעוּ אֲשֶׁר הֲפָכָם בְּאַפּוֹ׃ 
הַמַּרְגִּיז אֶרֶץ מִמְּקוֹמָהּ וְעַמּוּדֶיהָ יִתְפַּלָּצוּן׃ 
הָאֹמֵר לַחֶרֶס וְלֹא יִזְרָח וּבְעַד כּוֹכָבִים יַחְתֹּם׃ 
נֹטֶה שָׁמַיִם לְבַדּוֹ וְדוֹרֵךְ עַל־בָּמֳתֵי יָם׃ 
עֹשֶׂה־עָשׁ כְּסִיל וְכִימָה וְחַדְרֵי תֵמָן׃ 
עֹשֶׂה גְדֹלוֹת עַד־אֵין חֵקֶר וְנִפְלָאוֹת עַד־אֵין מִסְפָּר׃ 
הֵן יַעֲבֹר עָלַי וְלֹא אֶרְאֶה וְיַחֲלֹף וְלֹא־אָבִין לוֹ׃ 
הֵן יַחְתֹּף מִי יְשִׁיבֶנּוּ מִי־יֹאמַר אֵלָיו מַה־תַּעֲשֶׂה׃ 

ספר איוב פרק ט (עברית טברונית) | Job 9:4–12 (Tiberian Hebrew)

ⲙⲁⲓⲱϣ (maiōš) 'fond of reading aloud', from Coptic ⲙⲉ (me) 'to love' and ⲱϣ (ōš) 'to read aloud'.

ʕʷeuis ʔkeus kʷe | The Sheep and the Horses (Proto-Indo-European)

Ⲙⲁⲓⲱϣ

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