While he was still speaking, a bright cloud overshadowed them, and a voice from the cloud said, “This is my one dear Son, in whom I take great delight. Listen to him!”
 Wu nà n-bu taŋi kɨ taŋi, mbà' sɨ lisɨ fvɨ̀, fɨfɨ kɨ tèyn mbvɨ ɨ su'i ɨ chɨytɨ àŋena. Gyà ɨ fvɨ̀ ateyn ɨ bè na, “Ɨwêyn nɨ̀n ghɨ Wayn ìkòŋ nɨ̀ mà, ma saŋlɨ̂ kûm ŋweyn sɨ a nyɨŋ. Yì na yvɨ sɨ̂ ŋweyn.”