Adunni, If a high voltage of electricity is on that beautiful yellow skin of yours, I will gladly die of electrocution.
Awelewa, If those two pure lovely eyeballs of yours are kept in Fort Knox, I will gladly break in and steal them away.
Wura, allow me to challenge that red fleshly lips of yours to a duel? Let our lips battle and see which one conquers.
Eleyinjuege, who else is the nightingale whose sonorous voice is my only lullaby if not you.
Aponbepore come closer and let's get intoxicated with this sweet wine of love together.