Eni a fe la mo
The subconscious creed of all omo adamo
A o mo eni to f’eni
The watchword of many
The conviction that I love you, is known only by me
Because you can’t be sure what I mean
When I say: I love you.

Eni a fe la mo
Such love on the side of restraint
I love you, I know you love me, but I’m sure of mine more
Making crooked a relationship once straight
Agbalogbabo
If we are still friends, then it is fate

So many times it is no one’s fault
Suspicion is the product of many’s thought
The hard way of life, a language they’ve been taught
Hostility so much their hearts wrought
Yet it is no one’s fault

Now I choose to love
No longer about the creed
But of humanity’s need
The soul of being humane; Love.

Akolade Mayor L.

(Versatile Saint)