Now the angels have all gone from a Babylon
They’re crying tears that rain-clouds will deliver
Here in London town all these teardrops tumble down
And no Jamaican sunshine dries the rivers
But now little Billy boy’s got his record toys
He says: «Now listen, can you tell me mother,
Why this music here casts away all doubt and fear
And who’s that man there on the record cover?
Bob Marley, Bob Marley
Bob Marley, he’s the man
The reggae master
Bob Marley, Bob Marley
Bob Marley, he’s the man
The master blaster
Who’s the man
With the flag held high
I’m a say, red-gold-and-green?
And who’s the man
Says: «I-N-I
Not you or them or we»
Bob Marley, Bob Marley
Bob Marley, he’s the man
Now children of the world
Can you tell me have you heard
Of a message from a rastafari
Preaching: «So Jah say, peace and unity will stay
With every sister breden of Bob Marley
Reggae reggae, rasta rasta
To all of the people in Namibia
To the soulful people of America
To all of the people in Europia
To the beautiful people of South Africa
To all of the people on the Cote D’Ivoire
To our sisters and our brothers in Asia
To the sunshine people of Australia
Jah live