25 years old
Afraid of nothing
The young boy is gone
The rastaman is coming

All the dreams I had were not random
Since I was a child I’ve believed in destiny
So I created a team with freedom fighters
To grow up together

In war against injustice
Singing songs of freedom
Taking example of hayaman
I wanna give some hope to poor people feeling sad

6 kind men with a pure soul
Working together to terrorize the devil
Even if I won’t change the world
I’d rather believe in
Who can stop me now
You must kill me if you wanna stop me now
Spirit of nature give me power to fight

Rasta is a fight just for peace
Brotherhood and equality
Music is my weapon
For love and harmony

25 years old, yes I'm coming
Afraid of nothing, yes I'm coming
The young boy is gone
The rastaman is coming