ÀDÙKẸ́

Àdùké mi owon
Blessed art thou among your peers
Oh! How they try, but they'll ever fall short
It's unexplainable they say, this aura of yours
How everyone falls over to care for you, unexplainable.

Àdùké mi owon
It's in the grace of your name
'Tis the sound of music itself
It's in the lustre of your beauty
Like the Peacock, you stand out amidst all others
It's in the daintness of your gait
Ever so light and perfect

Àdùké mi owon
Oh! What timeless beauty 
Your skin ever bright like the dyes from Olumo
You have captivated our hearts The comfort of your arms We look forward to at the fall of the sun from the sky each day
To soothe our aches and troubles away

Pronunciation: do do mi (Uh-Doo-keh)
Meaning: Beloved (Lit: people will fight over the privilege to spoil her)
Àdùké - people will fight over the privilege to spoil her
Àdùké - people will fight over the privilege to spoil her