Rastaman
Bakte
Rastaman
It was a night in absolute darkness
I felt like smoking
While listening to reggae, I started to dream
In my body, there was tranquility
Everything was laughter, spreading happiness
No, no, man, inspiration
From a Rastaman (Rastaman!!)
Listen well to what this song tells you
Move well to the rhythm, I'm on this side
Fighting for life every day
The summit was closer every time
Don't stop fighting, never give up
Time doesn't forgive, you see!!
To reach the top
Listen well
To what this song tells you
Move well
To the rhythm, it's cool on this side
Raise your hands
Raise your hands
If you want to fly
Move your body
Move your body
To the dance rhythm