Then he fell asleep again and had a second dream: There were seven heads of grain growing on one stalk, healthy and good.
 Wu chɨl gvɨ̀tɨ̀ tì ɨ fi kasi buni, jèm îlì ɨ fi chɨ ŋweyn. Wu yeyn ɨtu asaŋ nsòmbo wu ghaʼlɨ jôf kɨ tèyn, ma wu baʼ kɨ̀ a ayaŋsɨ isaŋ àmòʼ.