Breeze from nort, make yu wake-up! Breeze from sout, make yu blow my gardin kon spread yor scent round am. My love, make yu kom my gardin kon taste en betta fruit.
Wen Jesus dey Betany for Simon house (wey get leprosy before), e sidan with dem to chop, naim one woman bring oil inside alabasta box kom, di oil dear well-well and dey send fine. Afta e don open di kontaina, e pour di oil for Jesus head.
Jesus still tell di man wey invite am, “Wen yu dey do party, nor invite yor friends, brodas, rilashons and neighbours wey get money, so dat wen dem dey do dia own party, dem go invite yu too.
Na who big pass? Na di pesin wey sidan for tabol dey chop or di pesin wey dey serve am? Nor bi di one wey sidan for tabol? But I dey do like savant among una.