 And that cry of theirs ceased not till We made them as a field that is mown as ashes silent and quenched
Akka jamaa yan Aduzhi a gbotika kpe kinbo eti ganmanao a ci gan Ngba ziy gboka gan yi yeo Aleye le gan Soko na jin alittaa nan u gboka gana Acia fe za nazhie gbomi be aya Yi zhiy nan