Who say jah no dread (Who Say Jah No Dread-1992)

Fuente: www.roots-archives.com / Compilación 1974-1975 Augustus Pablo at Rockers Label

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Hear the trumpet blowing so loud,
My people, my people.
Freedom shall come for all, my people, one day!

Too much commercialization of Rastafari!
Too much commercialization of Rastafari!

Who say Jah no dread?
Jah well dread.
Who say Jah no dread?
Jah well dread, my people!

You have the uptowners, coming down town,
To try to get themselves dreads.
But the time will come,
When the Father shall pick the chosen ones.

Who say Jah no dread?
Jah well dread.
Too much commercialization of Rastafari!
Oh, my people.

Hear the trumpet blowing so loud,
From the east to the west,
From the north to the south.

My people, can't you hear,
Who say Jah no dread, my people.
I know, I know the cloud of Jah,
Shall fall upon the whole of Babylon.

(..)

Who say Jah no dread?
Jah well dread, my people!
Who say Jah no dread?
Jah well dread.

Too much commercialization of Rastafari!
Too much commercialization of Rastafari in this day.

The day shall come
When everybody shall reveal themselves unto Jah.
Too much commercialization of Rastafari!
Who say Jah no dread?
Jah well dread.
Them a chant themself, my Father.
Who say Jah no dread?
The time has come,
When they will know themselves, my people..

Fuente: Saioa

Tired fe lick weed in a bush (Tenemend Yard-1976)

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Ooh, now, want to be free..

Tired fe lick weed in a bush.
Tired fe lick pipe in a gully.
We want to come out in the open,
Where the breeze can blow it so far away.
To the north, to the south,
To the eas', an' to the wes'.. to the wes'..
Talkin' about Jonestown, Trenchtown, concrete jungle, too,
From Waterhouse, that's the wes', that's the bes'.. that's the wes'..

From St.Ann's, it comes to you,
The best kali weed you ever drew,
So why should you run and hide,
From the red seam, the blue seam, the khaki clothes, too, hmm..

Tired fe lick weed in a bush.
Tired fe lick chillum in a gully.
We want to come out in the open,
Where the breeze can blow it so far away.
To the north, to the south,
To the eas', an' to the wes'.. to the wes'.. ooh now.

We want, we want to be free.


From St.Ann's, it comes to you,
The best kali weed you ever drew,
So why should you run and hide,
From the red seam, the blue seam, the khaki clothes, too, yes.

Tired fe lick weed in a bush.
Tired fe lick pipe in a gully.
We want to come out in the open,
Where the breeze can blow it so far away.
To the north, to the south,
To the eas', an' to the wes'.. to the wes'..

Tired fe lick weed in a bush, we wanna be free!

* INFO: 

A "gully" is: "a trench which was orig. worn in the earth by running water and through which water often runs after rains"

"The red seam, the blue seam" refers to the police uniforms in Jamaica. The khaki colour clothes, what the soldiers wear."

Fuente: Saioa

Forward jah jah children (Tenemend Yard-1976)

Fuente: http://www.roots-archives.com/

Africa must be free, South Africa

Blood fire Rastafari, Jah

Forward Jah, Jah, Jah, Jah children

Forward Jah, Jah, Jah, Jah children

The time has come when we all should sing unto Jah

Day after day the children of Zion tryin' to reach up to you

But they're stopping us with their guns and brutality

Oh Lord

Forward Jah, Jah, Jah, Jah children

Forward Jah, Jah, Jah, Jah children

Let's sing praises unto the most high Jah Rastafari

I and I, I Jah Rastafari, I and I, I Jah Rastafari

Woh, woh, woh, yes, yes, yes, yes, come on now, men

Can't ever be free in our own land

Cant' ever be free in our own land

The wicked them turn it into battle ground

Can't ever be free in our own land

Cant' ever be free in our own land

The wicked them turn it into battle ground

Can't even smoke our little ilie

Can't even smoke our little ilie

Let's sing praises unto Jah

I and I, I Jah Rastafari, I and I, I Jah Rastafari

Woh, woh, woh, yes, yes, yes, yes, come on now, men

Forward Jah, Jah, Jah, Jah children

Forward Jah, Jah, Jah, Jah children

Let's sing praises unto the most high Jah Rastafari

I and I, I Jah Rastafari, I and I, I Jah Rastafari

Woh, woh, woh, yes, yes, yes, yes, come on now, men

Ooh, now, now, now

I never know, never know

Ooh, I send forward Jah, Jah children

Fuente: Saioa