GAWENEDUTINA
(I have a dream / Yo tengo un sueño)
Dr. Martin Luther King
Lásügüragüdün,
Translated by,
Traducido por : Ruben Reyes
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Gúndantina nóundarun huma uguñe lidan le lunbei lásügürün lidoun úraga keisi guririguaü le wéitimabei luagu únguahabuni lidan lúragate wageira.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
San irumu uguele, lúmagien láfiyurun aban óunwenbun wügüri Ligaradan únguahabuni, lugudinabei wararama ya uguñe. Idani le, liyabin adagara keisi aban lichügü igemeri lánina emenigini houn míyonugu idamuni wuritiñu ha hemeregualáñabaña lágayawahan magiagu. Lachülüra kei igundani lumamarabun lun lagumuchuni limigifen luburuwan hárühoun.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
Mémegi san irumu lárigien, damuwagili wuriti. San irumu lárigien, danimawagili libagari wuriti lau lichakü magiagu luma ligüringürin aniadi. San irumu lárigien, labagariduña wuriti lidan lidise lubouhute gudemei lamidangua lagütü ganali lamina awanseruni tidan umegegu. San irumu lárigien, anihengua wuriti ayubienhouwa láruagu lisetanu Meriga keisi aban terencha lageiraguánarü. So awahan ya uguñe lun warufudun luagu aban igaburi le ahahühati.
In a sense we have come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
Ítara ti wayabiña lidan sugabiu lánina wageira le lun waguburahan aban chekü. Dan be le habürüdunu lidáyurugu wageira tuwenden dimureiagei tidan ligaradan únguahabuni, háfiyuruña meha aban afayeiragülei halagante me sun merigein. Afayeirúagülei to, abanbuga dimurei lau sun la mutu, anha, wuritiña kéisigü giñe harutiña, lau yula ibagari, únguahabuni luma láluahoun gúndahabuni houn.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.” But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check — a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.
Arihúwati uguñe weyu lau charali la Meriga lun lererun tidan afayeiragülei to lébunabei barasali la houn wuritiñu merigein. Lubaragien hamuga lafayeiruní lineben dúweiti le, rugu ligia Meriga aban chekü wuribatu houn mutu wuritiña, aban chekü to “abounbuchutu ladüga tumalan.” Mémegi mafientua lau bóuguaru tan budisi lánina lúrudu. Mafientua úwala seinsu tidan óunwenbun sefu lánina budan lidan baruwa le. Ligia ti ñüburihadua lubei akiachiroun chekü to—abn chekü to luntu tíchuguni irisini únguahabuni luma achouruni lánina lúrudu dari me le wáluguni. Wayabiña giñe lidan málaguati le lun waritaguágüdüni Meriga lau lanárine mégeiguaü uguñe. Mama anihan lidani lagütü hámaru odi lun tátahoun pili to lánina lamurusuhouniwa katei. Anihan lidani lanarüdün dimurei le ruwalibei luaguti laruweihagüle ubou. Anihan lidani iñuraguni lidangien luburiga luma lidangien líwurin tagei aniadihaní lidoun límirin lémeri lúrudu houn sun nasiun. Anihan lidani liñurun wageira lídangien liñulu sagoun lánina hamisien mutu lidoun liderebugu dübu lani íbiriduaü. Anihan lidani ladügün úwaraguni houn sun lirahüñü Bungiu.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
Mabuidunbei lun Baruwa lun marihín lan lanarime mégeiti lidan dan le. Lidan liñawangu irumurugu le, másügürünbei lídemedeme hamagudan Wuritiña dari me lun héreli la únguahabuni luma úwaraguaü. Mama lagumuchaguña irumu milu nefu san ürüwa-wein ürüwa, lagumesehaügüña. Hara ha agurabahabaña háfurudaguáügüña la wuritiña houngua ñeingien me aban haderaguágüda harihubei luweinrin habuiliéidagun anhein agiribudaguáya katei keisi lubeiha. Úwabei deregüdaguaü ni béseiraü dari me dan to abihaláru Wuriti sun to yuboun lun keisi hîbiri Merigana. Láhingichamémeboun hiriri tugudina Baruwa dari me lun larunidunidagu Lúrudu úwaraguati.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
Anihein rügülian ti lun nariñahani houn nánigu ha rárabaña tubeneri tuban lúrudu úwaraguatu. Lidan me wabihiñein la ubaraü le yubei woun, mama mosu, wasandiragun wóungua lau duru. Máluaha wamá wagidaruni wamagürabu lun únguahabuni lau átaguni lídangien lágeidina igifi luma iyerehabuni.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
Lunti wabuguruni wáfagun tidan tiñun lugune arumani, aganbadi luma úwaraguaü. Mígira wamá lun lagadeirun lisuni wageidihan lidoun awuribuhóuni. Uguñe luma sun dan lunti wiñuragun íñutima, lun wadunraguni ágani awuribuhati lau tere uwani. Luwenden awuribuhani le agumeirubani hageira Wuritiñu mama lunti lanüguniwa lidoun mafienhabuni hawagun sun harutiña, ladüga le gíbetiñu hádangien wábirigun harutiñu, kei arufudaguáña la hóungua ya uguñe , arihahamali lau badüleguliña la hasinun lumoun wasinun. Arihahamali lau badüleguliña lan hóunguahabu luma le wóunguahabu. Siñati wéibugun wábugua.
As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating “For Whites Only”. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
Lidan wéibugun, hafu wachóuruni wéibuguba la wabaruaguóun sun dan. Siñati wagaragun wárigoun. Añahein álagüdagutiñu wánigu, “Idaba lan wagufurumada?” Siñadügüti wagufurumadun lidan anihengua la Wuriti óuserawagua lau lahahüha housan tágüdaha. Siñadügüti wagufurumadun, lidan hürüha la wágubu lídangien lidise wéiyasu, siña la wabihin ameraguágülei tidan haban chülüdügütiñu lóubuagu üma tuma to uburuguboun. Siñadügüti wagufurumadun lidan dan tan to láhingichun Wuriti lídangien tiraüraü ageiraü mederebugutu tidoun to wéiritumati mederebugun tan. Siñadügüti wagufurumadun lidan guchawaguatán hamene irahüñü tuma haderebugu dan to tarihin bürütü “Houngu Harutiñu” . siñadügüti wagufurumadun anhein siñagili lubein labuduhan Wuriti le Mississippibei ani le Wuriti le New Yorkübei saminati mabügürülani abuduhani. Ino, ino, magufurumaduntiwa, ani magufurumadundügübadiwa dari me dan to tábulehan uwaraguni éseheina keisi óunwenbun dunagei.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Mabuliedaguntina lau aühein lan hídangien ñüburitiñu ya lídangien lagütü áfaguni. Añahein hídangien ñüburitiñu tídangien tímurun furisun. Añahein hídangien ñüburitiñu fulasu le ñein lumuti layubiahanü durumandei luma hananihadi tágüdaha. Huguya ímirahoubei lidan lawouhoun áfaguni le bunawaguáügüti. éibuga meme humá lidan afieni lau hachülaguba lan lidangien le maduweirunhubei.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.
Heiba hárigoun lun Mississippi, heiba hárigoun lun Alabama, heiba hárigoun lun South Carolina, heiba hárigoun lun Georgia, heiba hárigoun lun Louisiana, heiba hárigoun tidoun tigudemeagei ageiraü Noruterugu, subudina hugia me lachülürüba la dan lun lasansirun sügü le. Mayahuaha wamá lidan magurasuní.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
Narienga hun uguñe, numadagu, lau sun wagagibudaguña lan lun érenguni le lánina uguñe luma le lánina haruga, gawenedugidina. Aban uwenedu le huliliti lidan lidan lagücha luwenedun Meriga.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”
Gawenedutina lau lachülürüba lan dan lun liñuragun Baruwa le lun labagariduní le lídemedeme lafien: “Wagüdahabei afieni le keisi irichaü: lau aban la habu hadügün sun mutu.”
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
Gawenedutina lau aban la me weyu luagu lífuna luwüburi Georgia hañuruba la harahüñü idamuni luagun lidabulan íbiriduaü úwara hama harahüñü ha adamuhabaña.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
Gawenedutina lau íbini la luboute Mississippi, fulasu le hárabei lau maluruduhadi, háralibei lau lilurudun ámuruhati, lasansiraguba lan lidoun aban fulasu le areidati houn sun mutu.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
Gawenedutina lau añahan la hawiwanduba la gádürüraü nisanigu ha lidan aban baruwa le ñein lumuti luagu rügübei la ligaburi housan híridahouwa, mama luagu lewegi hara.
I have a dream today.
Gawenedutina uguñe
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
Gawenedutina lau aban la weyu, Alabama hau anidihatiñu, labu haruweite abuinchagüdei liyuma lau agumuchaguágüdüni; aban weyu reiti ñein Alabama, hayabinba würiña würitiña árügüdagua háhabu hama wügüriña harutiña luma giñe hama würiña harutiñ keisi íbirigu.
I have a dream today.
Gawenedutina uguñe
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
Gawenedutina uguñe lau liñuduba la sun únabuguáti, lau túnabuduba la sun wübü, sun fulasu to rófuboun túwaradaguba, to fulasu to guribitu luntu túwaradagun, ani larufudaguba laruweihan Bungiu lungua, ani harihubei mutu úwara.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
Anihan wagaradahabei. Lauba afieni le nagiribuda lun Suedin. Lauba afieni le wálugucha dübu hemenihabuti lídangien lagüburi wübu. Lauba afieni le wasansiraguágüdei lagüburi múwaragani lídangien wageira lun lidoun aban liluman amuri lánina íbiriduaü. Lauba afieni le gayara la wawadigimaridun úwara, lun wafuriedun úwara, lun wagafagun úwara, lun wadaürün úwara, lun wararamun luagu únguahabuni úwara, subudilu lau lídanbadua la únguahabuni ámuyegü.
This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”
Lígiaba weyu gawara la haremuhan sun lirahüñü Bungiu lidoun iseri igaburi. “Nagerira, bugia le lagei lísemeagei lumúan únguahabuni, bun naremuha. Mua le ídanbei hóuwegua nagüburigu, lumuan hadüwürügün chülüdügütiñu, lidangien ka lugudina wübü, daünla únguahabuni.”
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Anhein ti lun lubei wéirigubei lubei Meriga yuti lun lanarüdün. So daünla únguahabuni tídangien tiluman tigilebu wübu New Hampshire. Daünla únguahabuni tídangien tagütü wübuagei New York. Daünla únguahabuni tídangien tiñu Alleghenies Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Daüna únguahabuni tídangien sunuguagei Rockies Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!
Daünla únguahabuni tídangien tigeyeagei duneguaü California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Mémegi mámarügü ligia; Daünla únguahabuni tídangien lidübagei wübu Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Daünla únguahabuni tídangien Arihagülei Wübuagu Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
Daünla únguahabuni lídangien ka wübuagei Mississippi. Tídangien sun wübagei, Daünla únguahabuni.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!”
Dei me ti le lasusedun, dei le wígiruni únguahabuni lun ladaünrün tídangien ka ageiraü, luma ka munagei, lidangien ka uburugu, weyu me ligia gayara halime wafuresehan weyu ligia deime le hayabin sun lirahüñü Bungiu, wuritiñu wüguriña hama harutiñu wügüriña, Huríu hama mama Huríu, Cathoiku hama Episkopali, gayarahali me harügüdaguni háhabu lun haremuhan lidan binadü Luwani Wuriti, “wóunguadügádiwa! Seremein lun Súnti Gabafu, Wóunguadügádiwa!
