Текст и перевод песни Tribo De Jah - Não basta ser rasta (Ao vivo)

Não basta ser rasta (Ao vivo)

A Tribo está na Jamaica
Culture está no Maranhão
A Tribo se aquece e pulsa no flash
E deixa a sua marca na meca do som
Eric e Stanley em São Luís
Grande performance do reggae raiz

Wailers e outros vêm novamente
Culture segue para Paris
O reggae cruza os continentes
Miami é a esquina da conexão
Estados Unidos, Canadá, Oriente
África, Europa, Brasil e Japão

O reggae voa pelo mundo
Nas asas do avião
O reggae viaja
Subindo ao céu, rolando no chão
O reggae voa pelo mundo
Nas asas do avião
O reggae viaja
Subindo ao céu, rolando no chão

Solidão na estrada
Amor perdido em vagas rotas, escalas remota
Destinação, uh yeah...
Ainda há uma longa jornada
Que se seguir
Aqui se cumprira a missão
Oh baby
Reggae keep flying
Keep flying

A Tribo roda a Jamaica
E cruza a Ilha em toda a sua extensão
Muitas pedras na bagagem
Segue viagem pro Maranhão
Entra nas entranhas do Nordeste
E rasga a caatinga seca do sertão

Levando mensagens pelo agreste
Lembra as passadas de Lampião
O reggae é apenas entretenimento
Mas pode libertar mentes e almas
Dança e música com sentimento
Rolando sem ódio, rolando sem trauma

Não basta ser rasta
É preciso ser puro, o seu coração
Não basta ser rasta, não
Pra obter graça é preciso perdão
Não basta ser rasta
É preciso estar certo da convicção
Não basta ser rasta, não
É preciso ser justo em sua razão

Reggae keep flying
On the wings, on the airlines
Going around
Reggae keep flying
Touch in the sky
Rolling on the ground

Reggae keep flying
On the wings, on the airlines
Going around
Reggae keep flying
Touch in the sky
Rolling on the ground

Yo no soy rastafari, hombre
Apenas me gusta la musica reggae
Soy un rapaz latin americano
Y creo que hay solamente un Dios soberano
Yo no soy rasta, pero soy un hijo de Diós
Entiende?

O reggae voa pelo mundo
Nas asas do avião
O reggae viaja
Subindo ao céu, rolando no chão

O reggae voa pelo mundo
Nas asas do avião
O reggae viaja
Subindo ao céu, rolando no chão

Reggae keep flying
On the wings, on the airlines
Going around
Reggae keep flying
Touch in the sky
Rolling on the ground

Reggae keep flying
On the wings, on the airlines
Going around
Reggae keep flying
Touch in the sky
Rolling on the ground
Yeah, yeah

Not Just a Rasta (Live)

The Tribe is in Jamaica
Culture is in Maranhão
The Tribe warms up and dances in the flash
And leaves its mark in the mecca of sound
Eric and Stanley in São Luís
Great performance of roots reggae

Wailers and others come again
Culture goes to Paris
Reggae crosses continents
Miami is the corner of the connection
United States, Canada, Orient
Africa, Europe, Brazil and Japan

Reggae flies around the world
On the wings of the plane
Reggae travels
Rising to the sky, rolling on the ground
Reggae flies around the world
On the wings of the plane
Reggae travels
Rising to the sky, rolling on the ground

Loneliness on the road
Lost love in vague routes, remote stopovers
Destination, uh yeah...
There is still a long way to go
That will follow
The mission will be accomplished here
Oh baby
Reggae keep flying
Keep flying

The Tribe tours Jamaica
And crosses the island in its full extent
Many stones in the luggage
Continuing on to Maranhão
Enters the depths of the Northeast
And tears through the dry caatinga of the sertão

Carrying messages through the dry scrublands
Recalls the footsteps of Lampião
Reggae is just entertainment
But it can free minds and souls
Dance and music with feeling
Rolling without hatred, rolling without trauma

It's not enough to be a rasta
Your heart must be pure
It's not enough to be rasta, no
To obtain grace, you need forgiveness
It's not enough to be rasta
You must be sure of your conviction
It's not enough to be rasta, no
You must be right in your reason

Reggae keep flying
On the wings, on the airlines
Going around
Reggae keep flying
Touch in the sky
Rolling on the ground

Reggae keep flying
On the wings, on the airlines
Going around
Reggae keep flying
Touch in the sky
Rolling on the ground

I'm not a Rastafarian, man
I just like reggae music
I'm a Latin American boy
And I believe there is only one sovereign God
I'm not a rasta, but I am a child of God
Do you understand?

Reggae flies around the world
On the wings of the plane
Reggae travels
Rising to the sky, rolling on the ground

Reggae flies around the world
On the wings of the plane
Reggae travels
Rising to the sky, rolling on the ground

Reggae keep flying
On the wings, on the airlines
Going around
Reggae keep flying
Touch in the sky
Rolling on the ground

Reggae keep flying
On the wings, on the airlines
Going around
Reggae keep flying
Touch in the sky
Rolling on the ground
Yeah, yeah