Zshay blue vingg (The blue river)

(This is all a fictional language I created myself called ‘Sacaretan’. I do have my own phonetics, so excuse the words if they're hard to pronounce-:’D I was going to post a poem in it for this challenge, but was too afraid no one else had made a language of their own, until I saw Jasper’s poem. Thanks for giving me confidence to post my own Jasper Morton! Hope you enjoy this poem I made. :3 (And I’m sorry if I took words from the English language or took words close to them I didn’t mean to, I do that a lot though lol.))

Matia biya zshay blue vingg. Matia vec mayy zshay cafinyo safon, vle hecay mayes ceete. Nete siv zshay safon matia lifra, taw zshay sekon vah efall. “Zshay drasto nolmer we drogea, tshas we toloh zshay folohshee talanoh we eekea,” matia saing.Tama matia latense malosa filon tshas zshay zoolise rashalh pink taw purple taw black.

TRANSLATION in English:

They see the blue river. They walk through the mystical forest, rain pouring over them. Out from the woods they come, to the valley of wonder. “The earth will we watch, as we praise the sacred life we have,” they say. And so they sit in silence as the sky turns pink to purple to black.

(I don’t knowwwww it’s kinda weird??? Sorry if it’s weird. :’D)