I eighty year ol now, you know. I no can tell if someting stay good o bad. I no can taste wat I eat o drink. I no can hear da voices from da guys an wahines wen dey sing. How come I goin make mo work fo you, my boss da king, aah?
All da diffren peopos goin come work fo him, an his boy, an his grankid. But den, da time goin come fo odda peopos an strong kine kings fo take ova his country Babylon, an make him an his peopo work fo dem.