I will cry like a young swallow, I will meditate like a dove: my eyes are weakened looking upward: Lord, I suffer violence, answer thou for me.
Ng'akataayi oba sekanyolya, bwe nnavulungutana bwe ntyo; Nawuubaala nga kaamukuukulu: amaaso gange gafuuyirira olw'okulalama; Ai Mukama, njoogebwa; ggwe beera muyima wange.