Wen you try fo work da groun, da groun no goin give you back notting good. You no goin get one place fo live. From now, you gotta jus go from one place inside dis world to anodda place!”
Da peopo stay yell on da street, Cuz no mo notting fo drink. Befo time dey dance an sing plenny, But all dat pau, Jalike wen da sun go down an eryting come dark. Eryting dat wen make da peopo dance an sing, Da army guys wen take um to dea country.
“Da land stay coming all dry, An da grass inside ery field stay come wipe out, An da animals an birds go way awready. Cuz da peopo dat live inside dat land do bad kine stuff. How long moa, till you goin make dem stop?! An dose bad peopo stay tell, ‘God no give a rip wat happen to us guys!’ ”
No mo nobody get good fun O stay good inside, In da places wea get fruit trees Inside da Moab land. I no let nobody step da grapes An yell cuz dey stay good inside Fo make da wine. If you hear um stay yelling, Az not cuz dey stay good inside.
Cuz a dat, all da peopo stay sad inside. Eryting dat live inside da land goin come dry up— Da wild animals inside da boonies, Da birds inside da sky, An da fish inside da watta, dey all goin mahke.
Da grape plant stay all dry. Da fig tree stay all any kine. Da pomagram tree, da date palm tree, da apple tree, All da trees in da field stay all dry. Fo shua da peopo no stay good inside Cuz dey all hamajang inside.
Wake up, you piloot guys, an cry! All you guys dat suck up da wine, cry loud! Cry bout da juice fo make da wine, Cuz da locus, dey no let da wine reach yoa mout!
Da One In Charge goin ansa his peopo lidis: “Lissen up! I goin sen wheat an barley, new wine, an olive oil fo you guys, Enuff fo you guys come full. I no goin let da odda peopos talk bad bout you guys no moa.
No matta da fig tree no mo bud, No matta da grape plant no mo grape, No matta da olive tree no mo olive, No matta da fields no mo food, No matta da sheeps Mahke inside da pens, No matta da pens no mo cows,
I wen make da fields an da hills dry up. Same ting fo da wheat an barley, da new wine, da olive oil, an wateva kine food da groun give. Goin hurt da peopo an da animals. You guys goin bus ass, but no goin get notting!”
Cuz a wat you guys do, I goin tell da ones dat come from you guys az wrong wat dey do. I goin take da doodoo from da guts a da animals dat you kill fo da spesho religious ceremonies an rub um all ova yoa face. Den da pries guys goin throw you guys out wit da opala from da sacrifices.