1 Na breeze Efraim pipol dey chop. Dem dey porshu breeze from morning go rish nite. Dem dey gada lie and wahala kon enter agriment with Assyria and dey do business with Egypt pipol.
I nor go ponish una, bikos I dey vex; I nor go distroy Efraim again, bikos I bi God and I nor bi man. Mi wey dey holy, dey with una. I nor go vex kom meet una.
But even doh Israel pipol nor dey faithful to mi, make una, Judah pipol nor bihave like dem. Make una nor go woship for Gilgal or Bethel or use God name take make promise for der.
Wen Israel si as e dey sick and Judah si as e sore big rish, dem kon go meet Assyria great king make e kom help dem, but e nor fit cure or heal dia wound.
“Wen ever I sey I won heal and make my pipol, Israel prosper again, dia wikedness and di bad-bad tins wey dem dey do, nor dey allow mi do am. Samaria pipol dey shit each oda and dey do bad tins. Dem dey break enter pipol house and dey tif waka for street.
Efraim pipol dey waka up-and-down like bird wey dem dey kwik deceive; dem koll Egypt pipol make dem kom help dem fight; but afta, dem run go koll Assyria pipol too!