Текст песни Door Peep Shall Not Enter - Burning Spear

I an i, son of the most high, jah rastafari
Our hearts shall correspond
And beat in one harmony
Sounds from the burning spear:
Door peep shall not enter this a holy land
Where wise and a true man stand
Sipping from the cup of peace
Chant down a babylon, yeah
Chant down babylon
Chant down a babylon, yeah
Chant down babylon

Give thanks and praise
Give thanks and praise
Give thanks and praise
Give thanks and praise
To the holy man of creation
I, i, i, i...