Текст песни Red Eyes (Live) - Israel Vibration

Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
Roots rock reggae
Rough rough reggae
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
Ragga ragga reggae
A roots Rock Reggae
We have this little island in the Carribean sea
Land of wood and water and nuff ganja tree.
We play reggae... roots rock reggae.
Reggae music is a ghetto music
And a ghetto music is a rebel music.
Its a reggae... rough rough reggae.
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
Ragga ragga reggae
A rough rough reggae
My eyes are red.
I can feel it from this crop of callie herb slappin in my head.
I'm in a mellow mood, sipping this pot of our brain food.
Found on the tomb of the great King Solomon.
This collie herb is the healing of the nation.
Red eyes
Red eyes
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
Roots rock reggae
Rough rough reggae
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
Ragga ragga reggae
A roots Rock Reggae
My eyes are red
I can feel it from this crop of callie herb slappin in my head.
I'm in a mellow mood, sipping this pot of our brain food.
Cause when the sun rise up on the mountain top.
Sets upon my callie crop.
That's my brain food. I'm in a mellow mood.
From Negril point to Morant Bay, you can hear the reggae just a play.
Its reggae, a rough rough reggae.
Because a reggae, a roots rock reggae,
Reggae, reggae in our bones, in our bones
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
Ragga ragga reggae
Rough rough reggae
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
Reggae
Rough rough reggae
Nana nanana nanana nanana nanana
Regga