Lúne i súlime sí
hondotyan mai postar pataksima
yan eressea nir erda tírienqe
imi mirilla ketya ná.

「青い風がいま
胸のドアを叩いても
私だけをただ見つめて
微笑んでるあなた」
--- 及川眠子

(This is an excerpt from a lyric.)

I have started some time ago to transform a Swiss legend from the Canton of Jura into a poem with rhyming couplets, because when reading it I realised that we have practically all the necessary vocabulary. I shall post it in bits and pieces as it is going to be fairly long.
Source: Meinrad Lienert, Schweizer Sagen und Heldengeschichten

Comments and corrections most welcome.

Andanéya yá fairi en ranner
palúrenna ar marintar carner
nu falmar hya mi haure felehtar
nurtala – queni sanner – harmantar,
tauri Sírenando nér i vehte
andave túrienwa ló melehte

In dulci jubilo,
Lamyaina Iluo!
Ilya alasselma
Sín in praesepio
Sé Ardo anwa calma
Matris in gremio
|: Alpha es et O. :|

O Jesu parvule,
Nye láva lumbule.
A sutya indo-ninya,
O puer optime,
Mánalyainen ilya,
O princeps gloriae.
|: Trahe me post te. :|

O Patris charitas!
O Nati lenitas!
Nánelme ilquen vanwa,
Per nostra crimina,
Men ánes tá voronwa
Coelorum gaudia.
|: Quanta gratia! :|

Ubi sunt gaudia?
Nómesse ui lá hyá,
Yasse Ainur lindar
Nova cantica,
Ar i Híni nandar
In regis curia.
|: Aiya alasse ta! :|

This a Hungarian folk-tale - I hope it is enjoyable.

Indonyan nalye ve hrondon i massa
hya ana kemen i lissetuile-rosse;
sérelyan síve ammahtie mahtan
tambe i milka milya ana aute.
Sí penqant’ alassenen, ar tá
thorya i linyéni mapar harwerya;
Sí namin saila aselye pahta na,
tai merin Ilúve cene herenya:
Rilmalya síra endanya quate,
Noa nórisse háran ve nehtano;
Ú almie exa ar uan mere,
hequa ya camnen ar camuvan lyello.

Sie milyan, álan aure apa aure,
Sí nán aqua úna, tá alya mi úve.