The Wordsmith


(Sang with pipe and sekere)

Refrain:
Gidigidi pangba
Pangba gidipangba gidi

Bring us here the basket of words for alagbede oro
Let's pick some words to bless the wordsmith, alagbede oro
Who creates his words to wash the world, alagbede oro
Who's given the world his words, alagbede oro
Not to fight any war but to tell the world her myth,alagbede oro
Who's conserved the heritage of our World in words, alagbede oro
And crafts his words to rebuke the world, alagbede oro
His words are like palm oil
With which yam of words is eaten, alagbede oro
Who's not poor
But never told the poor
Your palaver isn't my business, alagbede oro
Told those drumming
Bamu bamu l'ayo to keep silent, alagbede oro

Refrain:
Gidigidi pangba
Pangba gidipangba gidi

Make fire in the cave to roast him the yam of words, alagbede oro
Tell the palm wine tapster to bring mmanya in obele, alagbede oro
Tell the virgins to fetch water from Ikogunsi fall, alagbede oro
Refrain:
Gidigidi pangba
Pangba gidipangba gidi

Bring some songs from our basket
And let's sing him at the village square with the village voices
Let the singers from across the river sing their hymns, alagbede oro
Refrain:
Gidigidi pangba
Pangba gidipangba gidi

A man of many horns and bearer of stars
Alagbedee oro, with his guttural voice
Sang the songs of reason in the eyes of the earth
alagbede oro, with his voice so thinning like the hole in your penis
Sent a lyric to Akintunde to come home
But he did not listen until xenophobe molests him
Alagbede oro shall live but his pen shall live longer

Refrain:
Gidigidi pangba
Pangba gidipangba gidi

Opaniyi Samuel
(c) 2017