next summer tu’lbiz sõ’vvõ (~ tu’lbõ sõ’vvõ)
In the summer, after all, the winds are not that large. Sõ’vvõ jo tūld ä’b ūotõ ne’i sūrd.
Dusk is coming, evening is here. Īeb vešpõrāigaks, tulāb ȭ’dõg jū’rõ.
[One] sweeps the dust together. Pīšõld pū’stõb ī’dõku’bbõ.
to shake the dust off of one's feet repțõ põrmõ eņts jaļgšti
I will grind you into dust. Ma tī’eb sīnda põrmõks.
the yard is full of litter kǭrand purīdi täuž
wood splinters or dust pū purūd
hay detritus āina purūd
stone chips or fragments ki’v purūd