Until the philosophy which holds one race superior
And another inferior
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned,
Everywhere is war — Me say war.
That until there is no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation,
Until the color of a man’s skin
Is of no more significance than the color of his eyes —
Me say war.
And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique,
South Africa, sub-human bondage have been toppled,
Utterly destroyed —
Well, everywhere is war — Me say war.
War in the east, war in the west,
War up north, war down south —
War — war — Rumors of war.
And until that day, the African continent will not know peace.
We, Africans, will fight — we find it necessary —
And we know we shall win
As we are confident in the victory.
MARLEY, B. Disponível em: http://www.sing365.com. Acesso em: 30 jun. 2011 (fragmento).