Bob
Marley est né Robert Nesta Marley le 6 février 1945
en Jamaïque.
Alors
qu'il se destine plus ou moins à devenir soudeur, il rencontre
Desmond Dekker avec qui il va apprendre la guitare. Sa passion
pour la musique va l'amener à former avec les Wailers un
groupe qui va alors enchaîner les tubes. De "No woman
No Cry" à "I Shot the Sheriff", chaque titre
est quasiment devenu un mythe, un hymne.
Pendant
près de 10 ans, Bob Marley a oeuvré pour le reggae,
en est devenu le symbole, et plus qu'un message de la musique,
il s'est positionné comme un messager du monde. Engagé,
il a milité en faveur de tous les opprimés du globe,
dénoncé les magouilles politiciennes planétaires...
Malheureusement,
le 11 mai 1981, Bob devra nous quittera, atteint d'un cancer des
poumons, laissant derrière lui un héritage pour
plusieurs générations...
LES FAN-CLUBS... adresses, sites, liens...
www.bobmarley.com
The official site.
www.bobmarley-foundation.com
La fondation.
www.bobmarley.in
Informations en tous genres.
www.thirdfield.com
The ultimate fansite.
www.bobmarleyfanclub.nl
Fanclub pays bas.
www.bob-marley.es
Fanclub espagnol.
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D'INFOS...
discographie
avec
les Wailers
1966 The Wailing Wailers
1970 Soul Rebels
1971 Soul Revolution Part II
1970 The Best of the Wailers
1972 Catch a Fire
1973 Burnin'
en
solo
1974 Natty Dread
1975 Live!
1976 Rastaman Vibration
1977 Exodus
1978 Kaya
1978 Babylon by Bus
1979 Survival
1980 Uprising
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D'INFOS...
paroles
REDEMPTION
SONG
Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs -
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.
NO WOMAN
NO CRY
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
'Cause - 'cause - 'cause I remember when a we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown,
Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites - yeah! -
Mingle with the good people we meet, yeah!
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we have lost
Along the way, yeah!
In this great future, you can't forget your past;
So dry your tears, I seh. Yeah!
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry. Eh, yeah!
A little darlin', don't shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry. Eh!
Said - said - said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown, yeah!
And then Georgie would make the fire lights,
I seh, logwood burnin' through the nights, yeah!
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, say,
Of which I'll share with you, yeah!
My feet is my only carriage
And so I've got to push on through.
Oh, while I'm gone,
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right-a!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!
So no, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
I seh, O little - O little darlin', don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry, eh.
No, woman - no, woman - no, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
One more time I got to say:
O little - little darlin', please don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.
