Текст песни Door Peep Shall Not Enter

I an I, son of the most high, Jah Rastafari Our hearts shall correspond and beat in one harmony. Sounds from the Burning Spear: Door peep shall not enter this a holy land Where wise and a true man stand sipping from the cup of peace /:Chant down a babylon, yeah Chant down babylon Chant down a babylon, yeah Chant down babylon Give thanks and praise Give thanks and praise Give thanks and praise Give thanks and praise To the holy man of creation I, I, I, I