Wäär thɛɛr, ye ŋa ye nom wɔɔk eei? Adöör ë malɛ̈n ku tak kë wën eei, ke ɣɛn ee nom bɛɛr duɔ̈r dɔm. Yeŋö bï lom te ciɛkë wɔ lom? Acïn raan bï rac kɔ̈u te ciɛk jam, kee lueth. Piɛŋkɛ̈ wël ë weyïth, Makëër. Acie run yenë leŋ abac, tiɛl aye tak bï raan thar duɔ̈r cil ë yɔ̈l, ke cuet raanic, ka Maawun diɛ̈, piny anɔŋ aliääp. Tuŋ-dɛɛr ee thɔn ë dhiëth ke nɔŋ bääny de, Kukuar Ayäm ee mony cë dhiëth ke nɔŋ bääny de ɣɔn thɛɛr, ku ka cie lom. Tuŋ-dɛɛr ee thɔn ë dhiëth ke nɔŋ bääny de, Kukuar Abäny-dɛɛr ee thɔn ë dhiëth ke nɔŋ bääny de ɣɔn thɛɛr, ku ka cie lom. Jɔl aawën cïï baai riääk, a lek awel thok, ku ka cï rɔt beer kɔn lëu. Adhukpiny... In the past, who was equal to us? Adoor, my aunt's son, if I remember the previous life, my head almost catches fire. (After all) What will slandered against us? Even if people try talk, it's all lies. Just hear words with your ears, Maker (Ox of white and dark stripes). This is not a year for idle conversation (lest you are misquoted). Jealousy is plotted in such a way that a person almost grows a tail, which is eating away the inside of that person.My Mawut (a dark grey ox with a white patch of colour behind), the land is full of conflict. Tung-der is a ""bull"" that was born with his own style of responsibility. My grandfather, Ayam, is a man born with his own responsibility (gentlemanly character)long ago, so he does not gossip. Tung-der is a ""bull"" that was born with his own style of responsibility. Abany-der is a man born with his own responsibility (gentlemanly character)long ago, so he does not gossip. Now that the land (communities) is in ruins, so that the pestle is being turned the other end. However, this is not possible with us. Repetition... The sort of nostalgia expressed by Bol in this verse reflects how Sudan civil war has changed the life and status quo of many communities in South Sudan in particular. Bol is telling their gossips in the person of his ox, Makeer, that are not exhibited in action cannot discredit anyone. Mark the colours of Bol's oxen/bulls are synonymous of the vices he is condemning in the songs. Bad characters like gossiping, jealousy, witchcraft, etc. are considered hereditary in Dinka traditional societies. That is what the singer is vehemently denying in this song. The civil war has changed people in many ways, but Bol says this will never affect them in any way. Repetition...