Nepɛng na se kwɛng,
Ne jut nerey
Ko ne tik a ho byɛs
Nepɛng na se nɛn
Ne tɛ hwo ra pugu na wɛng
Sede na tulus ho na ntey kawey
Ko ba nɔng o re nuyel
Hwa ye wey
Hwo tɔk wo
Nepɛng na se raku
Kwon de ba tik ɛ badu reku
Hwa vɔk dyam shinang wɛt
Hwa vɔk dyam pyɛng wɛt
Rawit mo a se dirik
Yaga hwa wut mala nvit
Nepɛng na se banɛn
Sede beving ba ye wo be tos o
Ko ceng ya se ra a ho won
Sede ba nong nton kwon sangal
Ko ba ro ho
Sang ha a ho tsak o a gwa hom
Nepɛng na se banɛn
Bos ha tɛ ɛ gwom
Tsak o a tɛ sam
Tok ha sa yuu
Netɔn na wunta nu
Nepɛng na se banɛn
Ba di o ba wɔk bengyip
Be ra na ho sede gbik
Nehywɛ mo na senge vok e vwel
Neves mɛn na sene e ji yey
Nepɛng na se banɛn
Poverty is a hawk
It takes away honour/glory
And leaves you with disrespect
Poverty is a crime
It makes you fight against victory
When it spits on you with the venom of a curse
And when you’re giving progress
You say no
You will know that
Poverty is a mountain
Where the law of death is kept
You don’t have gold
You don’t have silver
Your waist is heavy
Because you strapped the bag of emptiness
Poverty is a crime
When the excrement seeks to defecate you
And demons are praying for you
When stupidity is giving a seat
But you’re sent away
Let me tell you the truth my brother/sister
Poverty is a crime
Falsehood became a king
Truth became a slave
Knowledge kept silent
Ignorance roared
Poverty is a crime
They see you; fear engulfs them
They treat you like a thief
Your virtue corrodes to the ground
Their vice awakens in the heart’s deep sound
Poverty is a crime