OSAN DORU
Ibi ni tonise oru
Oru ni asebi n sebi
The Period no man walks
Time of the evil doer
Evil is the funtion of the nightwalker
Dead of the night is the time for evil
Destinies called astray
Lifes called off its host
And when the night is not enough
They take to the light of the day
Innocents run from pillar to pole
Between the dangling iro and buba
Eni ori yo o dile
Sand in the air like its a whirlwind
Trees rustling like its the august wind
Children screaming and whaling in fear
From the fear of the fierce faced
Mothers cuddling their pikins
Father shotting the doors and calling on the kins
Saying in the most silent of voices
"Afi ki eledumare gbawa lowo eni buruku"
"Osan ti doru"
"Okete ti tosi gbegi, ki kaluku mu awo e lowo"
Its night in day light
Oru ni asebi n sebi
The Period no man walks
Time of the evil doer
Evil is the funtion of the nightwalker
Dead of the night is the time for evil
Destinies called astray
Lifes called off its host
And when the night is not enough
They take to the light of the day
Innocents run from pillar to pole
Between the dangling iro and buba
Eni ori yo o dile
Sand in the air like its a whirlwind
Trees rustling like its the august wind
Children screaming and whaling in fear
From the fear of the fierce faced
Mothers cuddling their pikins
Father shotting the doors and calling on the kins
Saying in the most silent of voices
"Afi ki eledumare gbawa lowo eni buruku"
"Osan ti doru"
"Okete ti tosi gbegi, ki kaluku mu awo e lowo"
Its night in day light
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