كلمات Nyahbinghi Voyage

Kindred trod on Israel Kindred trod on Israel Look around you The youth dem need a home Can't you see that ghetto streets they roam The wilderness is no place for us to rest our weary head Say me naa satta ya Zion bound side walk paved with gold And the milk and the honey flow CHORUS Nyahbinghi voyage can be no trail of tears Nyahbinghi voyage can be no trail of tears Nyahbinghi voyage can be no trail of tears Nyahbinghi voyage can be no trail of tears Don't get weary no Don't get weary no Don't get weary no Don't get weary no Release yourselves from all snares that tie you round Break all fetters that bind you Chains that have you bound Over hills and gulleys we go through swamps and waters Out of the gutter Zion bound side walk paved with gold And the milk and honey flow CHORUS Don't stop you'll die in the wilderness yes He naa satta ya Milk and the honey flow Kindred trod on Israel.