Here is a Parable of the Garden which the righteous are promised in it are rivers of water incorruptible rivers of milk of which the taste never changes rivers of wine a joy to those who drink and rivers of honey pure and clear In it there are for them all kinds of fruits and Grace from their Lord Can those in such Bliss be compared to such as shall dwell for ever in the Fire and be given to drink boiling water so that it cuts up their bowels to pieces
Kwatankoci yan kendoe Aljanna nan Soko ajin muminizhi alkawali na uyi nan minin bo eduzhi danbo yan nuwan nan jin vunvucia nan To eduzhi danbo yan nuwan nono nan emanu wune zhegbaa nan to eduzhidanbo yan efu nan yi lilici nan ama ke yibe yangici sun sun iri ndondoe fi bo ganni be gaafarae dagan eba tsociabo Ngba aga za na zhi fi mini nima nanao tutun na laasan tatu be za nan gun mini enao tutun yin nan Ganci acie ya nuwan yipa fin nae dza edinazhi ya nan