Культ48 Плач (Deep Purple Child In Time) набросок 0705 24

Sweet child, in time, you’ll see the line The line that’s drawn between good and bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets flying, oh, taking toll If you’ve been bad, Lord, I bet you have And you’ve not been hit, oh, by a flying lead You’d better close your eyes Oh, bow your head Wait for the ricochet