الْمَقَامَةُ الدِّينَارِيَّةُ

And the envious one pitied,

Tí ẹni tí ó ń ṣe ìlara sì ń ṣàánú,

And both the speaking and the silent perished,

Tí ohun tí ó ń sọ̀rọ̀ àti ẹni tí kò sọ̀rọ̀ sì parun,

And both the envious and the abuser mourned for us,

Tí ẹni tí ó ń ṣe ìlara àti ẹni tí ó ń yọ̀ sí wa sì ń ṣọfọ̀ fún wa,

And time, the one who makes fall, befell us,

Àkókò, eyi tí ó mú ni ṣubú, bá wa,

And abject poverty.

Àti òṣì tó burú jáì.

Until we wore out our feet,

Títí tí a fi fi ẹsẹ̀ wa rin títí,

And we fed on choking,

Tí a pada wa n je egun,

And filled our stomach with ache,

Tí a sì finu rirun sinu wa,

And folded our entrails over hunger,

Tí a sì ka ìfun wa lórí ebi,

And we used sleeplessness as kohl,

Tí a sì le àìsùn bí i tìro,