Ede noh ede noh ede noh
I remember the stream
The path strewn with thorns
I remember its smell
The cassava odor with wild grass
The hilly and slippery bank
The mango trees as sources of shade
The farm flat at both sides
Like Odede's breast in display
Ede noh ede noh ede noh
The stream the stream
It is the stream that compels me to write
Review each word with Esan lore
As memories watered the path
Ede noh ede noh ede noh
It is the path to the stream
That my words unfold
It is the trail through the farms
That unthoughts becomes thoughts
Unah meh noh Unah meh noh
Unah meh noh Unah meh noh
Yes it is the water yes it is the water
Healing me healing me
In time of the muse
The pilgrimage faced the stream
In the land of my forebear
The sky looks so near
Ede noh ede noh ede noh
Ede noh ede noh ede noh
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