Lyrics : Liu Rui
Music : Dwight Pinkney Od/Errol Holt/Robert Bernard Lyn/Kirk Bennett/Mark Giles
Arranger : Roots Radics/The Roots Radics
Lyrics : Liu Rui
Music : Dwight Pinkney Od/Errol Holt/Robert Bernard Lyn/Kirk Bennett/Mark Giles
Arranger : Roots Radics/The Roots Radics
Mi say chatta box dont come fool me
It's a small world we are struggling
Sometimes you lose sometimes you win
Here comes the rude boy, rude boy
Mi say chatta box dont come fool Me
It's a small world we are struggling
Sometimes you lose sometimes you win
Here comes the rude boy, rude boy
收起你的枪 别让我心爱的人受伤
拿走我的希望 就别管我如何歌唱
我们正大步的往前走
忍受着荆棘的刺痛
缝合了昨天的伤口
拥抱自由
有人在祈祷 有人举起了双手
欢笑隐藏悲伤 酒精替代了信仰
我想我应该擦干眼泪
装作一切都无所谓
迎接着明天的滋味
做好准备
Mr.Sheriff dont cut my Dreadlocks
When I walk in your streets
Mr.Sheriff you call mi a Rasta
Mr.Sheriff dont cut my Dreadlocks
When I walk in the streets
我们在歌唱 Chant down Babylon
(We sing on, Chant down Babylon)
年轻的皮囊 穿着华丽的衣裳
好像永远也不会投降
可永恒的利益对欲望摊开了手掌
尊严散落一地
我们习惯了欢乐 也请别忘记昨天
设想着每一场战斗 Don’t give up the fight
将希望埋进土壤 开出永不凋零的花
把绝望装进手枪
Mi say chatta box dont come fool Me
It's a Small world we are struggling
Sometimes you lose sometimes you win
Here comes the rude boy, rude boy
Mi say chatta box dont come fool Me
It's a Small world we are struggling
Sometimes you lose sometimes you win
Here comes the rude boy, rude boy