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