Just as sheep dey waka like mumu, na so too dem go dey waka until dem enter dia grave; di place where Deat go bi dia shepad and oga. For morning, pipol wey dey fear God go rule ova dem. Dia body go rotin for grave wey nor even dey near dia fine house.
Before-before, dem dey play music with harp to give yu respet, but naw, yu dey with dead pipol. Yu liedan for worm bed kon use di worms take do kover klot.’ ”
Pipol wey don die, dey happy to welkom Babilon king. Pipol wey dey strong well-well wen dem dey life, dia ghost dey wait am and all di former kings ghost raiz from dia throne dey wait am too.
Dem don already prepare di place where dem go beri Israel enemies put; dem don make am deep and wide for dia king. Dem don gada di firewood and God breath wey bi like fire and sulfur, go kom like river wey dey flow kon distroy en enemies.
True-true, wine go disgrace proud and wiked pipol! Dia mout wide like grave and just as deat nor dey beleful, na so too nor-tin dey beleful dem. Bikos of dia long-trot, dem don gada nashons kon swallow many pipol.