| Minishiri ulullee, | O, Minishiri, a flute, at fingers touch, |
| Yaa buttuu akka culullee | Like a hawk you snatch |
| Minishiri yaa abbaa xeensaa | O, Minishiri; diarrhoea you cause |
| Manni abbaa keetii eessaa? | Where is your father’s house? |
| Haftuu birrii keen geessaa. | So I could pay your remaining price. |
| Gadi jettee biluu dhugde | You drank blood bowing |
| Akka waan dheebuun duute; | As if of thirst you were dying; |
| Ol jettee natti irkatte | Then you leaned on me getting up |
| Akka waan dugdaa cittee. | As if your back got a sudden snap. |
| Namni minishirii tume | The one who made Minishiri |
| Dheeraamoo gabaabaa dhaa? | Is he a short or a tall man? |
| Namumti si gurgure | The one who sold you away, in fact |
| Beekaamoo wallaalaa dhaa? | Is he wise or an ignoramus arrant? |
| Ani du’ulle sin gurguru | I shall never sell you away, for my part, |
| Gurmuu gootaan si baadha | I shall carry you to all heroes’ domain and strife |
| Lubbuu koorran si jaaldha | Above all, I love you more than my life. |
Sunday, 26 January 2014
Minishirii.
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