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

(Mamma, metti le mie pistole per terra
non posso più sparare
quella lunga nuvola nera sta scendendo
mi sembra di bussare alle porte del paradiso
busso busso bussando alle porte del paradiso )

Bob Dylan (1973)

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