Come on oh my friend
To the mountain top where I go
Be strong and be my friend
Mountaineers are always on the go.
Come perch with me my friend,
On top the unoro* I view my world.
Be strong and be my friend
For from on high, I rule my world.
Come; gaze on my friend.
Look on: how far can you see?
Be sharp and be my friend
For all is yours_ that you can see.
I’m on the run race on!
Never looking back, but front!
(*is Urhobo name for the Iroko tree.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem