Still - Anansi

Many are dying down like flowers

When winter comes all of a sudden.

Many watch the world from a tower,

But they’ll be like tare cut by the Sower.

Many think they have a great power,

Many live their life under a cover.

Many think their work is over,

Not giving a damn about their brother.

They’re giving up, giving up.

They wanna stop, wanna stop.

Take a look to the situation,

The world is perdition and corruption.

Men are runnin' towards the self-destruction,

Foolishly wiping out all Creation.

Who is free? Brutality, cruelty.

It’s what man is. Can you hear me?

I am here.

The warrior’s still on the rock,

He was old when he was still young.

And now that he’s old, he’s still a child.

Still like a stone, moving like a cloud.

Many are in bloom when spring is coming

And they smell sweet anywhere I’m going,

And their stems are so strong and well tied to the ground,

That the most blustering wind cannot bend them down.

Many stare at the sunshine,

But a few don’t become blind.

Some cover their eyes,

Waiting until it’s night.

The warrior’s still on the rock,

He was old when he was still young.

And now that he’s old, he’s still a child.

Still like a stone, moving like a cloud.

Jah come fi break downpression and fi set the captives free,

Fi judge I-manity, fi rule equality.

I and I know that the wicked man shall fall,

Jah will take the right man away from Babylon.

Jah come fi break downpression and fi set the captives free,

Fi judge I-manity, fi rule equality.

Man, you know the warrior stands firm and won’t give up.

He went down to the bottom and now stands on the top.

The warrior’s still on the rock,

He was old when he was still young.

And now that he’s old, he’s still a child.

He was never born and he cannot die.