I go turn Babilon to where birds and wild animals dey stay and wota wey nor dey go front or back, go full di land. I go swip am trowey, just as pesin dey use broom take swip dirty trowey.”
Nobody or town go defend Israel land again and na oda pipol go rule Damaskus. Pipol wey go survive for Siria, dem go disgrace dem like Israel pipol. Mi, wey bi God wey get pawa, don tok.”
Make una si Kaldean town, pipol wey nor know where dem from kom! Assyria pipol don turn di land to where wild animals dey stay. Dem don skata dia towas, distroy dia strong town kon turn am to where dem dey trow dirty put.
True-true, pipol wey dey karry body up, God dey bring dem down. E dey distroy and skata towns wey tink sey dem too strong. Yes, E dey trow dem for dust.
Bikos dem don run leave dia strong town. Di town wey pipol bin full don turn empty place. Nobody dey stay dia hill and towas again and naw, na der wiked donkey and sheep dey for chop grass.
Una must gada all di dirty for der kon put am for di street centre, den burn di town rish groun as ofrin to di Oga una God. Una must distroy di town forever and make nobody build am again.
Den dem go pak dust for dia head kon dey kry and mourn: “E bad well-well! Babilon, di big town and where all doz wey get ship for sea dey from get money, bikos na only one hour God take distroy am! E bad well-well for yu!