Eji-Lola

She smiles, The day gets loosed from the long closed door of the night The sun shines in an extreme gentle manner The proud trees bow to the regal walk of the wind The flowers blossom in the dried end of this season And the dead land abounds with peerless fertility She smiles again And I see her "eji", Beautiful as a bouquet of flower that attract a flock of tourist Sparkling like a mountain of gold in the unimpregnable darkness And gracious like the galaxy of stars that adorn the darkest sky I call her Eji-lola, Around her I lavish in the wealth that comes with true beauty She's a pure Eji-wumi, Diamond, not comparable to the expensiveness of her cheerful laughter Eji-yemi, I hail her, Even in her angry state, where her "eji" is hidden behind those elegant lips, she's still as gorgeous as the Nubia Eji-lola Wa Damilola Pelu oju re to gunrege bi Ododo eti odo Wa f'okan mi toro bi omo af'owuro pon Eji-lola Seven kegs of palm-wine I took in the drinking contest Yet, unshaken in my balance like Apata Idanre Unlike the one I had from your pleasing eyes Eji-lola My muse, you are The sound of your voice, a perfect food to my soul My place among the stars The crown I long to wear about forever like Alase Eji-lola