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Текстове на песни: Ziggy Marley. Love Is My Religion Re-Release. Still The Storms.

With the world so loud who's gonna hear when I cry
In this fog of war for black gold, one diamond sold, one life got stole
Society built on slavery, for me it was not so long ago
You may forget but I still know

Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Anger and rage, thunder and lightning
Spirits unrest, hey, they looking for justice

Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Flood of tears rise, for stories untold
A debt to be paid, hey, don't you know

There heroes are my enemies
For one man's profit is another man's loss
And I see their faces in stone and steel
With eyes so proud, oh, I wish they could feel

For I am come, with the chain and ball to shatter your images
And break down these walls
So this day may be bright free from the shadows
Of giants in the light, I'm out of my mind

Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Anger and rage, thunder and lightning
Spirits unrest, hey, they looking for justice

Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Flood of tears rise, for stories untold
A debt to be paid, hey, don't you know

Eternity is not enough for me to forget
And my children's children, you will regret
For I warn you of a time when empires fall
And the lowly will be lifted hey rule them all

But vengeance is no glory, hate is no pay
Truth is my call and peace is my way
So I will endure, through these hard times
While I am neglected and paid no mind

Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Anger and rage, thunder and lightning
Spirits unrest, hey, they looking for justice

Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
Flood of tears rise, for stories untold
A debt to be paid, hey, don't you know