Yu get difren gold and silva and yu always dey wear klot wey dem make with betta linen and silk. Yu dey chop bread wey dem make with di best flower and yu get many honey and olive oil to drink. Yor beauti dey shine and yu bi kween.
“Yor sista and en pikin dey karry body up, bikos dem get enough to chop and dem dey stay for peace, but dem nor gri kare for poor pipol and doz wey nor get to chop.
Na linen dem take make di sail; betta linen wey dem bring from Egypt and na from far yu go know, wons yu si am. Purpol klot wey fine pass for Cyprus, na-im dem take kover di window.
Di woman wear purpol and red klot kon wear gold for neck. E wear stones and beads wey dear. E hold one gold cup for hand and na yeye tins with sins full inside.
Dem go sey, “E bad well-well! Babilon, di big town wey wear fine linen, purpol and red klot, plus gold, stone wey dear and beads! E bad well-well for yu!
As e karry ensef up, dey enjoy yeye life, na so di sofa and sadnes wey yu go gi-am, go plenty rish, bikos e tok for en mind sey, ‘I dey rule like kween, my husband neva die and I nor go ever si sadnes again!’
Di gold ear-ring wey Gideon kollect, heavy rish 20 kilogram and dis ones nor join di fine-fine gold, necklaces and di purpol klot wey Midian king dem dey wear and di kollar wey dey round dia kamel neck.