 Bring me blocks of iron At length when he had filled up the space between the two steep mountain-sides He said Blow with your bellows Then when he had made it red as fire he said Bring me that I may pour over it molten lead
E be ya mi be yankpa rukugizhi har sai u gaajin daida dan tsakani pati gubaabao uci ganE fe be fiu fui har sai na wuna ke na na uci ganE be ya mi be dalmae yankpa zunzunciebo nla-n zhen kpeu etio