Intro     Haile I, ever live in love, blessed my lord & empress, Ethiopia

           Hear the right O Jah Rastafari, attend unto I and I cry and give ears 

             unto I and I words that going not of favourites

           Let basentess come forth from thy prison, tell yuh to rise, behold            the things

              which are equal

           I and I say black people never lose the faith, Him cop he head so we             get it

              and the king of glory shall come in

           Emperor Haile Selassie I is our ever-living king,yes

           Is more love & joy Rastafari bring, yeah yeah

 

Chorus 1  Rastafari ha we strength & hope

               Inna d system d youths dem na go cope 

               The life some living is ah joke

               Always live for the best, of course, yah     [times 2]

 

Verse 1    Ay, be not like dem old Phareces & Scribes,yahh

               Be not like dem who always fuss and fight, ooohhh

               Just live in love and protect your life

               Israelites, give praises, always yes

               And to the most high

 

               [chorus 1 times 2]

 

Verse 2    It has been such a very long while

               Black people been suffering, yah, hey

               High society say dem ah d top ah d line

               So dem take we as dey mockery and postering, yow

               Dem couldn't stop mih locks from growin'

               Yow, well deh couldn't stop Jah breeze from blowin',no

               Ah say dem couldn't stop d river from flowin'

               To Ethiopia,Africa black people goin'

               Righteousness Rastafari sowing

               Aayy, justice endowing

 

Chorus 2  Rastafari ha we strength & hope

               Inna d system d youths dem cyah cope

               All dey got to give are guns & coke

               Dey never see fire we done smoke, burn dem out

               now [chorus 1]

 

Verse 3   It surely give me joy to see you seeing & praise the Most High

              It will give you joy, how good in place and black people dem ha in I, jyow

              Why should we ever dear fight, yow

              When everyone is equal in Selassie I sight

              Be fruitful and live in the sunshine

              King Selassie I hail we every time

 

             [chorus 1 times 2, fading]