Lyrics Sizzla – Hail Selassie

Congo just hear da tune,
Rise inna the palace
inna Ethiopia you there, you know

Well I say woe onto those

Living in Rome my people how safe you are
away from your home I say you’re oh so far
He has been crowned for fighting so many wars
Black belongs to the throne Melchizedek read the stars
red gold and green honors the earth, fill my heart with joy
You unfold, prince and princess makes your convoy
The land of love filled with righteousness for I and I
keep I safe in your arms Emperor Selassie I

CHORUS:
Hail King Selassie, Ethiopia’s own devine majesty
Emanuel, holy, holy
Take us home Marcus Garvey

First ancient King of creation,
from the western hemisphere askin for repatriation
cunning words no source of inspiration
causing hurt devising trap on the nation
In there own self will they kill to make it high
I and I, marketin Black people when I saw my rights
Open your eyes, yo

CHORUS:
Hail King Selassie, Ethiopia’s own devine majesty

I ah the blood and fire warrior, travellin from in those time
Fi the arc of the covenant ah I ah the carrier,
that never yet lef mi mind
Fruitful bowl Empress ?Marva? she has been so devine
Let them know we must go to mount Zion, and ah full time
Babylon set the captives free, do you tell Emanuel have the key
So long and so many years you inna Babylon and cry wasted tears

CHORUS:
Hail King Selassie, Ethiopia’s own devine majesty
Emanuel, holy, holy
Take us home Marcus Garvey

Hey living in Rome Black people how safe you are
away from your home I say you’re oh so far
He has been crowned for fighting so many wars
Black created the throne Melchizedek read the stars
red gold and green honors the earth, fill my heart with joy
You unfold, prince and princess makes your convoy
The land of love the land for I and I
keep us safe in your arms Emperor Selassie I

CHORUS:
Hail King Selassie, Ethiopia’s own devine majesty
Emanuel, holy, holy
Take us home Marcus Garvey

First ancient King of creation,
from the western hemisphere askin for repatriation
cunning words no source of inspiration
causing hurt devising trap on the nation
Babylon in your own self will they kill to make it high
I and I…