Letras
YEAH… MAN….
Being against Babylon...
Don’t mean we fight.
Don’t mean we hate.
It just mean...
We choose a different way.
Rasta don’t follow —
Rasta live.
In peace...
With all,
But not like all.
— Now let the riddim roll...
No fight with Babylon, no war,
We just live under a different star.
No chains, no lies, no crown,
We build love from the ground.
We don’t fight — we just be,
Roots deep, naturally.
Babylon’s loud, Zion’s deep,
Truth wakes while they sleep.
Under the Same Sun…
We all stand under the same sun….
Under the Same Sun…
No hate in we heart, no gun,
Rasta walk with the morning sun.
Different ways, same sky,
You live your path, I and I.
We don’t fight — we just be,
Roots deep, naturally.
Babylon’s loud, Zion’s deep,
Truth wakes while they sleep.
Under the Same Sun…
Still, we shine under the same sun….
Under the Same Sun…
Under the Same Sun…
We all stand under the same sun….
Under the Same Sun…
Rasta no judge no man...
Believer or not, rich or poor,
We all come from the same One Source.
Different ways, different minds,
But all deserve respect.
Rasta walk in peace,
Not to change you —
Just to love you.
Live your truth,
We’ll live ours...
Under the same sun.
Under the Same Sun…
Still, we shine under the same sun….
Under the Same Sun…
We don’t fight — we just be,
Roots deep, naturally.
Babylon’s loud, Zion’s deep,