Es mostren els missatges amb l'etiqueta de comentaris Bob Marley. Mostrar tots els missatges
Es mostren els missatges amb l'etiqueta de comentaris Bob Marley. Mostrar tots els missatges

dijous, 21 d’agost del 2008

Bob Marley // Russian Red

Dos temes molt diferents. 'Caution' de Bob Marley ha estat tronant en el meu mp3 els darrers mesos. Temazo inoblidable. I Russian Red.

BOB MARLEY // CAUTION




[Here I am, walking down the
street (walk walk walk walk
walk walk walk)
and the children; everything is so sweet
(woah woah woah sweet 2x)
I´m doing my thing and I´m doing it slow
but there is just one thing I
would like you to know, oo
When it's wet and slippery yea
When it's damp and crumbly
it is likely you will tumble down,
Don´t want you on the ground
Oh oh oh Caution, the road is wet
Black soul is black as jet
Do you hear me
Caution the road is hot
You got to do better than that
´cause ah
When it's wet and slippery (when
it wet it slippery yea)
When the ground be crumbling
it is likely you were tumbling down
don´t wash it underground brother
Hit me from the top
you crazy motherfunky (3x)
When it's wet and slippery yea
When it's damp and crumbly
if it's likely you were tumbling down
Don´t watch it on the ground
Caution...]


RUSSIAN RED // CIGARETTES



RUSSIAN RED // CRYING

dimarts, 1 de gener del 2008

War




Until the philosophy which holds one race
Superior and another inferior
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
Everywhere is war, me say war

That until there is no longer first class
And second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes
Me say war

That until the basic human rights are equally
Guaranteed to all, without regard to race
Dis a war

That until that day
The dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
To be pursued, but never attained
Now everywhere is war, war

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
That hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique,
South Africa sub-human bondage
Have been toppled, utterly destroyed
Well, everywhere is war, me say war

War in the east, war in the west
War up north, war down south
War, war, rumours of war

And until that day, the African continent
Will not know peace, we Africans will fight
We find it necessary and we know we shall win
As we are confident in the victory

Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil
Good over evil, good over evil, good over evil