way̓ íwaʔ q̓ix̌əx̌mn̓tsn̓, pnaʔ itíʔ kʷ kstaʔtím̓aʔ kʷ ƛ̓lal̓ uɬ lut sx̌asts, talíʔ kʷu paʔpaʔsín̓k aɬíʔ kʷ sksnəqsl̓tílaʔtət.

Even so I hate to see you go, if you go to strange places (and) you die, that won’t be good, we would feel too sorry, because you are our only son.