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作曲 : Myrie hey will hurt us no more Wipe those tear drops from your eyes Cah you redemption drawing nigh They'll afflict us no more No more hard life beyond the line Tell I where can't I hide They will hurt us no more Wipe those tear drops from your eyes For redemption drawing nigh They'll afflict us no more Oh redemption drawing nigh Oh redemption, I say In my solace (solace) There was only malice (malice) I felt like a prince who became prisoner Inside his own palace (palace) With no one to care for me Accused by society I strike a match in rome It burns throughout the world Light what I fire I pray for the falling of all wicked man [x2] Said I pray for the falling of all wicked man I pray for the falling, way-ay-ay Rise, rise, rise They will hurt us no more Move that tear drop from your eye Oh redemption drawing nigh They'll afflict us no more No more hard life is on the line Tell I where can I hide You cannot treat I how you want to We've been down so many times Take back your money, have back your gold Go away, you can't take my soul no, no They'll hurt us no more They'll afflict us no more Wipe the tear drop from your eye Woman why do you cry Now my life is on the line Tell I where can I hide In my solace (solace) There was only malice (malice) I felt like a prince who became prisoner Inside his own palace (palace) With no one to care for me No one to cheer for me I strike a match in rome It burns throughout the world Light what I fire I pray for the falling of all wicked man [x2] Said I pray for the falling of all wicked man I pray everyday, what the congo man say-ay-ay yeah, yeah They'll hurt me no more Mark move the tears drops from your eye For redemption drawing nigh They'll afflict you no more Now my life is on the line Tell I where can I hide They'll hurt you no more Move that tear drop from your eye Son redemption drawing nigh They'll afflict you no more Now your life is on the line Sonny where can you hide From all those wicked man [x3] From all those wicked Take back your money, have back your gold You cannot take my soul What you've got is just physical control Jah rule the heart, the mind and soul You can't hurt me no more Move that tear drop from your eye For redemption cometh nigh They'll afflict us no more By us redemption drawing nigh Take I, I, I, I Hurt me no more Move the tear drop from your eye For redemption drawing, drawing nigh Hurt me no more Yeah, yeah