
(ahhhh) From the dusty roads to the crowded street
We find our cadence in the reggae beat
Persian roots deep in the soil we sow
Watch the garden of the rhythm grow (yeaaah)
Speaking with the wind,
telling tales of old
In every single syllable,
truth is told
Hip-hop cadence with the ancient flame
Different countries but the heart's the same
Sing the song of the rising sun
Two worlds dancing until we are one (ooh-yeah) From Tehran to Kingston,
let it play
We ride the rhythm
all through the day
Flowing like the Tigris,
deep and wide
No walls can hold what we keep inside This fusion of the
sound is the only key
To set the captive spirits free
Sing the song
of the rising sun Two worlds dancing until we are one (ooh-yeah)
From Tehran to Kingston,
let it play
We ride the rhythm
all through the day
Let the music
fade away (hummmm)