Sweet child in time you'll see
the line
The line that's drawn between the good
and the bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord I bet
you have
And you've not been you've not been hit
by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes and bow
your head
And wait for the ricochet
Дитя времени
Милое дитя своего времени, ты видишь
эту черту,
Что проведена между добром и
злом.
Видишь как слепец расстреливает мир.
Его пули не знают промаха.
Если ты грешил, а сдаётся мне, это так
и есть,
То тебя не заденет, тебя не заденет
летящий свинец.
Так что, закрой глаза, склони
голову,
И жди шальной пули.
Sweet Child In Time You'll See
The Line
The Line That's Drawn Between The Good
And The Bad.
See The Bind Man Shooting At The World
Bullets Flying Tall Toll
IF You've Been Bad, Lord I Bet
You have
And You've Not Been You've Not Been Hit
By Flying Lead.
You'd Better Close Your Eyes and Bow
YOUR HEAD.
And wait for the ricochet
Time child
Cute child of his time, you see
This feature,
What was held between good and
evil.
See how the world shoots the world.
His bullets do not know the misair.
If you sinned, but give me, it is so
And there is
Then you will not hurt you, you will not be hurt
Flying lead.
So, cluster eyes, slopes
head
And wait for a crazy bullet.
