Luyện nghe bài hát That Day Will Come

(Intro)
Equal rights and for all
Rise and never
dem sey... Boom!
What dey gonna do, nuff a dem nuh true
Say what they gonna do, dem get slew,

(Sub-Chorus)
Who do you think you are, living ina small world
As as you think you are, we're living in a small world
As bad as you think you are, we're living in a world
As as you think you are, we're living in a...
Da one ya name,

(Chorus)
day will come, when I shall stand and see all those wicked men and the fiyah gettin bun
That day will come, when they will try to escape and there will be to run
That day will come, when I shall see, they in all the bombs and bayonnettes and bullets and gun
That day come, when Emperor Selassie I shall rise di whole a di ghetto yute dem from outta di slum

(Verse 1)
And the day I would love to see face
For the all those evil they do to the human
And try to things out of place
Run to space, true dem inna...
Off you owna judgement, you a go get a
When dem find out sey dat dem escape
Sadness they send on the dem trace
Smile on my

(Chorus)
That day will come, I shall stand and see all those wicked men and the fiyah gettin bun
That day will come, when they will try to escape and there will be to run
That day will come, when I shall see, they in all the bombs and bayonnettes and bullets and gun
That day will come, when Emperor Selassie I shall rise di a di ghetto yute dem from outta di slum

(Sub-Chorus)
Who do you you are, we're living ina small world
As wicked as you think you are, living in a small world
As slick as you think you are, living in a small world
As as you think you are, we're living in a...
Da one ya name, dem!

(Verse 2)
Escape today, you escape tomorrow
Mek sure you pay back anytime you
Mek sure you dont leff no inna sorrow
Mek sure you nuh lead none like arrow
Mek sure you brains nuh push out it nuh
Mek you nuh mek dem coke out an parro, yeah!
Mek you meditation nuh narrow
Judgement!
Yo mi waan dem sumpn... Di world a one...

(Chorus)
That day will come, when I shall stand and see all wicked men and the fiyah gettin bun
That day will come, when will try to escape and there will be nowhere to run
That day will come, when I shall see, they hand in all the bombs and bayonnettes and and gun
That day will come, when Emperor Selassie I shall ride out pon di wings of the heavens di sun

(Bridge)
I will remain the
Hailing Rastafari
And watch dem going up in
For all the going down the drain
You have to pay for the shackles and
And pay for washing of the brain
And pay for these guns and
The sick and the lame,