When the song ended, she opened her eyes, hoping she would see Lomdi clapping. But instead, Lomdi was eating the roti that had fallen from her beak and was smacking his lips. Looking at Kauaa, he sang, Kauaa, you silly crow. How could you believe me? You and sing well? Your voice is like the noise Stones in empty vessels make! You and the donkey, Dhondu, A perfect duet would make. 
wɛn ðʌ sɔŋ ɛndʌd, ʃi oʊpʌnd hɜ˞ aɪz, hoʊpɪŋ ʃi wʊd si  klæpɪŋ. bʌt ɪnstɛd,  wɑz itɪŋ ðʌ ɹoʊti ðæt hæd fɑlʌn fɹʌm hɜ˞ bik ʌnd wɑz smækɪŋ hɪz lɪps. lʊkɪŋ æt , hi sæŋ, , ju sɪli kɹoʊ. haʊ kʊd ju bɪliv mi? ju ʌnd sɪŋ wɛl? jɔɹ vɔɪs ɪz laɪk ðʌ nɔɪz stoʊnz ɪn ɛmpti vɛsʌlz meɪk! ju ʌnd ðʌ dɑŋki, , ʌ pɜ˞fɛkt duɛt wʊd meɪk. 
 Indian speaks with a monotone voice in a very quiet environment, where the recording is of very high quality, producing very clear sounds.