Jamaica

Listen up!

A crazy guy just rolled into town
Traveling with his pipe, a flag, and a trunk full of memories
A yellow canteen
Filled with holy water

He walks for hours on his path
Leading to the destination
That reflects his peace in dreams
Look, the traveler doesn’t tire
'Cause he follows his natural instinct

It smells like Jamaica, the land
Universe of my drum
It smells like Jamaica, the grass
Everyone's having a blast

It smells like Jamaica, the land
Universe of my drum
It smells like Jamaica, the grass
Everyone's having a blast

Let’s go!

Look, the traveler doesn’t give up
Steady steps, aware, and there’s still a long way to go
Look, the scavenger birds
Are looking for some soft meat

The sun is unbearable
And the sweat hasn’t stopped
The will of the heart is to keep moving forward
It smells like green in my hometown

It smells like Jamaica, the land
Universe of my drum
It smells like Jamaica, the grass
Everyone's having a blast

It smells like Jamaica, the land
Universe of my drum
It smells like Jamaica, the grass
Everyone's having a blast

The hours I spent just walking and walking
Cutting the ropes
Surprise, it finally arrived
At the main avenue
Oh, how beautiful it looks
The people, mine, and the lovely sound of the sea
And the heartbeat of a heart

Let’s go!

It smells like Jamaica, the land
Universe of my drum
It smells like Jamaica, the grass
Everyone's having a blast

It smells like Jamaica, the land
Universe of my drum
It smells like Jamaica, the grass
Everyone's having a blast

It smells like Jamaica (lalalalalala)
It smells like Jamaica (lalalalalala)
It smells like Jamaica (lalalalalala)
Oh yeah (lalalalala)
It smells like Jamaica (lalalalalala)