Korandje Language - Sounds

Sounds

No complete phonological study of Korandje, systematically justified by minimal pairs, has yet been made. According to Souag (2010), the vowel system consists of lax ə, ŭ, ə̣̣ and tense a, i, u, ạ, ụ, while the consonant system is as follows:

Labial Coronal Palatal Velar Uvular Pharyngeal Glottal
Plosives b bʷ t tˤ d dˤ k kʷ ɡ ɡʷ q qʷ (ʔ)
Affricates ts dz
Approximants w l lˤ j
Fricatives f fʷ s sˤ z zˤ (ʃ ʒ) x xʷ ɣ ɣʷ ħ ʕ h
Nasals m mʷ n
Trill r rˤ

Items in brackets are not normally used by older speakers. A bilabial click is attested in one baby-talk word.

An earlier proposal by Nicolaï (1981), based on a very limited corpus of recordings provided by Champault, suggested a smaller phoneme inventory:

Labial Coronal Palatal Velar Labiovelar Glottal
Plosives b t d k ɡ kʷ ɡʷ
Affricates ts dz
Approximants l j w
Fricatives f s z ʃ ʒ ɣ h
Nasals m n
Trill r

alongside pharyngealized consonants ṭ ḍ ṣ ẓ ṇ ḥ as well as x q, found mainly in loanwords, and a six-vowel system: a, i, u, e, o, and ə (schwa).

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