On the highways stood triggers,
spraying on travelers,
muddy blood flowed on the potholes;
as the travelers traveled home.
...
Cataleya, maiden of the sun,
pride of the Savannah,
thy fragrance caresses gently,
the special world for you and I in the garden,
...
Ondo, beautiful garden of bright sun,
guarded by Idanre hills,
it is you I have come to,
across tribes and tongues,
...