B'Ole K'Aja

Let your fists speak
more than your mouth seems.
B'ólè K'ájà,
let us fix.
Hey!!! Do not feed the monger with peace
Our grudges we will fix in pieces.
Àní b'ólè K'ájà...hmm.
The next junction shall bear us treat
If not this, then one after next,
If the next won't fit,
this space is enough to mend.
Mo ní  ko b'ólè K'á...
"Gbim! Gbim!!"
What shall eyes not see,
even stars shine in different lights.
"Check, does he breathe"
"Shame, his fists betrayed his mouth"
"eh, passenger! Passenger!!
your bu'stop or niarest hushpitu"
Aniiiiii b'ólè kaaaaaaaa...
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