You bring for me daughter, bring for me son
Bring for it and a woman it just can't done
Give the Rastaman your love and Rastaman will never shun
No eat and no ride and no now we no go run
You and I are the black child of the sun
To my aunt you are a rich a jai and that a the sum
Love black woman so no destroy none
I be all with your glory so above and blossom
Oh woman of Africa
Keep going on love when you hold me in your arms
Woman of Africa
Never you stop giving your royalty child