KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR
da "Pat Garret & Billy The Kid"

 

BUSSANDO ALLE PORTE DEL CIELO
parole e musica Bob Dylan

Mama, toglimi questo distintivo
non posso più usarlo
si sta facendo scuro, troppo scuro per vedere
mi sembra di bussare alle porte del cielo

Knock knock busso alle porte del cielo
Knock knock busso alle porte del cielo
Knock knock busso alle porte del cielo
Knock knock busso alle porte del cielo

Mama, metti le mie pistole per terra
non posso più sparare
quella lunga nuvola nera sta scendendo
mi sembra di bussare alle porte del cielo

Knock knock busso alle porte del cielo
Knock knock busso alle porte del cielo
Knock knock busso alle porte del cielo
Knock knock busso alle porte del cielo


KNOCKIN' ON HEAVEN'S DOOR
words and music Bob Dylan

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

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