Instead make dem dey scent well, dem go dey smell. Instead make dem wear betta belt, dem go tie rope for waist. Instead make dia hair fine, hair nor go dey dia head at-all. Na rag dem go dey wear, instead of fine klot. Dia beauti go turn to shame!
Di pipol kon ask demsef, “Wetin make us just sidan for here? Make wi run go di strong towns, so dat even if wi go die, den wi go fight die for der. Since di Oga awa God don sey wi go die; E don give us poizin drink, bikos wi sin against am.
Jerusalem, where many pipol dey stay before, don empty naw. Di town wey great pass oda nashons before, don bi like woman wey en husband die leave. Na Jerusalem bi kween for di world before, but naw, na slave e bi.
Jerusalem road dey mourn, bikos nobody dey pass der go celebrate again. Di town gate kwayet and pain won kill di priests dem. Di yong wimen dey kry, bikos di trobol wey dem dey face, too mush!
Pipol wey dey chop betta food before, don turn who dey beg food for street. Pipol wey dey wear fine and betta klot before, don turn who dey wear rag naw.
“For dat day, na kry and mourning nois go bi di song wey dem go dey sing for di palis. Dead body go dey evriwhere and evribody go kwayet as dem dey go beri dem.”
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!