What Love can be more truer than that of the suck from the breast
The best of Love at first ; The love is the first and the best
We dearly embrace this way of Life for the Love of Culture
Nothing can tear Us apart not even the cut of a sculpture
We are patriots, whose love for the land is stronger
So Great a bond we share, which has no bounds
Our motherland, the Ancient and the first of all lands
Just as mother has given birth to us, so too the land
Awelewa,
The beauty of You wipe great men off Their feet
The reason why a Heart lost His beat
Sweet is thy look on the face of mother nature
A beautiful Black woman with the killer body that murder nature
Adio mi,
Each time he takes his bath at the riverside, seated on a boat
The singing birds whisper his arrival to the young ladies near and far, as they come with soap
My charming Adio, whose face makes a heaven; as alluring as the antelope
No rival of yours exist in the forest nor in the globe
Ife Ibile Mi, this traditional love I can't trade for any other
We make the culture, let's keep the tradition in this order