Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door-Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan

                                        Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Mama, take this badge off of me       

I can’t use it anymore.
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark 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

 

Bussando Alle Porte Del Cielo 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