Para días Difíciles:
Visualizaciones de letra
415
Tu dosis de energía: «Road To Zion» — Damian Marley. Escoge el fragmento que te hace sentir imparable hoy →
Damian Marley
Yeah, man
Jah will be waiting there, we a shout
Jah will be waiting there
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety, boom
The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow
Ragga muffin' sent to call me from the bush bungalow
Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro
Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow
Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe
A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo 'cause
I got to keep on walking
On the road to Zion, man
We got to keeps it burning
On the road to Zion, man
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there, we a shout
Jah will be waiting there
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy
Say, we got to keep on walking
On the road to Zion, man
I've been waiting to do this track with you man, yeah, ha, ha
Yeah, yeah
You know, they know
We got to keep on walking
On the road to Zion, man
Yeah, you gotta keep walking y'all
You gotta keep
Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless
I'm havin' daymares in daytime
Wide awake try to relate
This can't be happenin' like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin'
Cause what I'm seein' is haunting
Human beings like ghost and zombies
President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies
In Zimbabwe
They make John Pope seem Godly
Sacrilegious and blasphemous
In my lifetime I look back at paths I've walked
Where savages fought and pastors taught
Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots
And badges screaming,"Young black children, stop or I will shoot"
I look back at cooked crack
Plus cars that pass by
Jaguars mad fly
And I'm guilty for materialism
Blacks is still up in the prison
Trust that
So save me your sorries, I'm raising an army
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley
We sparkin' the ions, marching to Zion
You know how Nas be NYC, state of mind I'm in
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety, boom
The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow
Ragga muffin' sent to call me from the bush bungalow
Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro
Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow
Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe
A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo 'cause
I got to keep on walking
On the road to Zion, man
We got to keeps it burning
On the road to Zion, man
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there, we a shout
Jah will be waiting there
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there, we a shout
Jah will be waiting there
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and any strategy, ay, say
I got to keep on walking
On the road to Zion, man
You know, we got to keep on walking
On the road to Zion, man
Dedícate a ti mismo ese himno que te motiva. Muestra al mundo tu mejor versión y celebra tus logros con música.
Aplicación disponible en Google Play • Descarga Segura
Esta aplicación es propiedad oficial de Tu Letra. Al descargar y utilizar esta aplicación, el usuario reconoce que está accediendo al servicio oficial proporcionado por Tu Letra y acepta cumplir con los términos y condiciones establecidos por la plataforma.
Inmortaliza tu fuerza. Crea una imagen con audio que inicie en este momento épico.
Compuesta por Damian Marley, Nas · ¿Los datos están equivocados?
Enviada por Diego Salas · ¿Reportar error?
Estos enlaces dirigen a las plataformas oficiales. Al usar estos servicios, apoyas directamente a los artistas y sus regalías.
Dedícate a ti mismo ese himno que te motiva. Muestra al mundo tu mejor versión y celebra tus logros con música.
Aplicación disponible en Google Play • Descarga Segura
Esta aplicación es propiedad oficial de Tu Letra. Al descargar y utilizar esta aplicación, el usuario reconoce que está accediendo al servicio oficial proporcionado por Tu Letra y acepta cumplir con los términos y condiciones establecidos por la plataforma.
"Road to Zion" de Damian Marley es una poderosa declaración que trasciende la simple canción de reggae. Psicológicamente, refleja un estado de lucha contra la adversidad, una búsqueda de esperanza y redención en medio de un entorno social caótico y opresivo. Culturalmente, la canción es un grito contra las injusticias sistémicas que afectan a las comunidades marginadas, especialmente a la población negra. La repetición de "Road to Zion" funciona como un mantra, un llamado a la resistencia y la perseverancia espiritual. La mención de "Jah" (Dios en el rastafarismo) subraya la fe y la búsqueda de una vida mejor, una utopía representada por Sion. El estilo de Marley se caracteriza por una fusión de conciencia social crítica con un ritmo pegadizo y una entrega lírica que combina rabia con esperanza. Su habilidad para combinar la crítica política con la espiritualidad revela un artista comprometido con su comunidad y su fe, utilizando el reggae como herramienta de cambio social y empoderamiento. La canción no se centra en el desamor o la felicidad personal, sino en el sufrimiento colectivo y la lucha por la justicia y la liberación.
Yeah, man Jah will be waiting there, we a shout Jah will be waiting there In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety, boom The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow Ragga muffin' sent to call me from the bush bungalow Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo 'cause I got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man We got to keeps it burning On the road to Zion, man Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there, we a shout Jah will be waiting there In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety Single parents weh need some charity Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan and any means and strategy Say, we got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man I've been waiting to do this track with you man, yeah, ha, ha Yeah, yeah You know, they know We got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man Yeah, you gotta keep walking y'all You gotta keep Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless I'm havin' daymares in daytime Wide awake try to relate This can't be happenin' like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin' Cause what I'm seein' is haunting Human beings like ghost and zombies President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies In Zimbabwe They make John Pope seem Godly Sacrilegious and blasphemous In my lifetime I look back at paths I've walked Where savages fought and pastors taught Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots And badges screaming,"Young black children, stop or I will shoot" I look back at cooked crack Plus cars that pass by Jaguars mad fly And I'm guilty for materialism Blacks is still up in the prison Trust that So save me your sorries, I'm raising an army Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley We sparkin' the ions, marching to Zion You know how Nas be NYC, state of mind I'm in In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety, boom The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow Ragga muffin' sent to call me from the bush bungalow Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo 'cause I got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man We got to keeps it burning On the road to Zion, man Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there, we a shout Jah will be waiting there Clean and pure meditation without a doubt Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out Jah will be waiting there, we a shout Jah will be waiting there In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety Single parents weh need some charity Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan and any means and strategy Instead of broken dreams and tragedy Youths weh need some love and prosperity Instead of broken dreams and tragedy By any plan and any means and any strategy, ay, say I got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man You know, we got to keep on walking On the road to Zion, man
Comparte tu opinión sobre esta canción