Toom dhukkubbii ilkaanii qaba. Ilkaan isaa baayyee miidhameera.
Tom has a toothache. His tooth hurts very much.
Ogeessa ilkaan isaa arguu qaba, garuu jalqaba dhukkubbii sanaaf waan tokko isa barbaachisa.
He needs to see his dentist, but first he needs something for the pain.
Konkolaataa isaatiin gara mana qorichaa isa dhiyoo jirutti deeme.
He drives to the nearest pharmacy.
“Ilkaan na dhukkube” jedhe. “Sanaaf waa qabduu?”
“I have a toothache,” he says. “Do you have anything for that?”
“Eeyyee, qorichoonni dhukkubbii namarraa balleessan tokko tokko kunooti. Kanneeniif ajaja yaalaa si hin barbaachisu.”
“Yes, here are some painkillers. You don’t need a prescription for these.”
“Galatoomi. Meeqa gatiin isaanii?”
“Thank you. How much do they cost?”
“Yuuroo sagal gatiin isaanii. Garuu ogeessa ilkaanii arguu qabda.”
“They cost nine euros. But you should see a dentist.”
“Tole boru ganama ogeessa ilkaan kootti nan bilbila.”
“Okay, I will call my dentist tomorrow morning.”
“Qoricha cimaa yoo barbaadde, ogeessa ilkaan ykn hakiima kee irraa ajaja yaalaa argachuu si barbaachisa.”
“If you need stronger medicine, you will need to get a prescription from your dentist or doctor.”
