There's a natural mystic blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now, you will hearThis could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me whyThings are not the way they used to be
I won't tell no lieOne and all got to face reality now
Though I've tried to find the answer
To all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible
To go living through the pastDon't tell no lieThere's a natural mystic blowing through the air
Can't keep them down
If you listen carefully now, you will hearSuch a natural mystic
Blowing through the airThis could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me whyThere's a natural mystic blowing through the air
I won't tell no lie
If you listen carefully now, you will hear
There's a natural mystic blowing through the airSuch a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
There's a natural mystic
Blowing through the airSuch a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
Such a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
Composição: Bob Marley.
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