Jim Morrison, Music By The Doors все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Freedom Exists
Did you know freedom exists in school books?
Did you know madmen are running our prison
Within a jail, within a gaol
Within a white free protestant maelstrom
We're perched headlong on the edge of boredom
We're reaching for death on the end of a candle
We're trying for something that's already found us
- Newborn Awakening
Indians scattered on Dawn's Highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of phantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain and chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation