I dey sleep, my heart dey dream; bikos I hear my love dey nok and sey: “Open for mi, my treasure and darlin; my dove and di rite pesin for mi, bikos dew don wet my head and dust don make my hair dirty.”
E sey, “All di leaders wey suppose warn my pipol, dey blind! Dem nor know anytin. Dem bi like dog wey nor dey bark; dem just liedan dey dream. Make una si as dem like sleep well-well!
Bikos na lite dey make evritin shine kom out and na dis make dem rite sey: “Wake-up; yu wey dey sleep! Make yu raiz from grave and Christ go shine for yor life!”