Kinaray-a Language - Common Expressions

Common Expressions

Saying "Diin kaw maagto?" (Literally, Where are you going?) is common way to greet people. You don't need to answer the question directly. The usual answer is an action like "Maninda." (Literally, To buy something on the market.) instead of "Sa tinda." (Literally, To the market.)

  • Are you eating well? - Mayad man pangaən mo?
  • Good. - Mayad.
  • How are you feeling? - Ano bay pamatyag mo?
  • I don't know. - Wara takən kamaan. (Or simply: Maan a.)
  • Let's go! - Panaw/Halin ta rən!/Dali rən!
  • Come together. - Iririmaw kita./ imaw kita
  • Why? - Manhaw/Wanhaw? (or: Andət haw/aw?)/Naga
  • I love you. -Gihugma takaw./ palangga ko ikaw
  • My love/sweetheart. -Palangga ko.
  • What is your name? - Ano ngaran mo?
  • Good morning! - Mayad nga aga!
  • Good afternoon! - Mayad nga hapon!
  • Good evening! - Mayad nga gabiʔi!
  • That one. - Amo kara. (Or simply: Ra.)(or: Amo ran)
  • How much? - Tag pira?
  • Yes. - hɘʔɘd.(Ho-ud)/ (h)ɘʔɘd
  • No. - Bukut./Bəkət.(Bukon)/Hindi
  • Because. - Bangəd.
  • Because of you. - Bangəd kanimo.
  • About you. - Nahanungəd kanimo.
  • You know. - Man-an mo. (or: Man-an mo man.)
  • Hurry! - Dasig!
  • Again. - Liwan/Liwat.
  • Do you speak English? - Kamaʔan kaw maghambal kang Inglis?
  • It is fun to live. - Sadya mabuhi/Sadya ang mabuhi.

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