Let the metal gong sound,
Echoing our love across the village.
Let us drum up new found of affection,
Splendoring our love around the clan.
Let's rejoice from one chief 's house to another,
And received the blessing of our ancestral lord.
Let the sonorous voice of Ewi followed us,
while we received the blessings of the king.
The bead on your waist mesmerises me
And your cunning curves rendered me restless
Your giggles cajole me, alluring to my flirty ears
My beloved let me have taste in your luscious lips under this tree
And drum up the new found of affection
While I throw my dansiki to awon Abelejayan
Let us replenish our jiggy mood
In the face of backbiters
While your love trudge on my heart.
Ololufe mi, let cocktail ibile aromatic shinap
As we continued to blabber words of love
Quaff one mug of Emu-oguro after another
And gyrate to the sound of king Ayinde Marshall
Moving to and fro in this special rhyne of love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem