Vene e vvà [English translation]

Once upon a time there was a man on an island

it was Kingston Town's voice

his words were political

his rebellion inside a rastaman's heart

They dirtied our see, our children's future

I thought about thousand things a month ago, I was a little bit down

because if you fall here it's rare that you come back

and then life become the opposite of what you dream of

everybody with their cell phone in the underground

this people look at the screen, we never talk

it's scared thanks to television news

that daily transmits tragedies, revenges and troubles

take me when it's always day and there's always the sun

where's the weather is good and doesn't change people

a place where these palaver doesn't make noise

where doesn't matter what you have over the passion

i've seen the sea and kids running on the shore

in the general disaster and bad policy

i've seen deads in the stadiums and then we asking the reason

why

we're slaves of system, now i'm going to talk about a king

Once upon a time there was a man on an island

it was Kingston Town's voice

his words were political

his rebellion inside a rastaman's heart

he taught me that you find freedom in the wind

it goes and go away, it goes and goes away

and there's no need to be rich, a true one is rich inside

it goes and goes away

You see this strange life how it goes

it passes in front of you and then steal our time

we're quiet without anxiety from cities

how beautiful you are when you're sleeping

yeah, yeah, everything goes and goes away

yeah, yeah, everything goes and goes away

Every pain disappears sooner or later

and the rest goes and go away, natural process

even the difficult things to forget

sooner or later they will be only distant paranoia

like at Kingston

where sun awakes us, hate hasn't win yet

people smiles at you instinctively

that man lives in the instinctively that he has written

the landscape looks fake, as taken from a painting

summer is ending, i already feel the nostalgia

i know that everything goes and goes away, as it goes and goes away

love arrives and goes away, everything goes and goes away

but a system which is already corrupted, unfortunately you can't change it

Once upon a time there was a man on an island

it was Kingston Town's voice

his words were political

his rebellion inside a rastaman's heart

he taught me that you find freedom in the wind

it goes and go away, it goes and goes away

and there's no need to be rich, a true one is rich inside

it goes and goes away

he taught me that you find freedom in the wind

(it passes in front of you and then steal our time)

and there's no need to be rich, a true one is rich inside

(how beautiful you are when you're sleeping)

yeah, yeah, everything goes and goes away

yeah, yeah, everything goes and goes away