Teksty piosenek Blackmore's Night

Blackmore's Night

Mond Tanz / Child in Time

Sweet child in time you'll see the line

The line that's drawn between the good and the bad

See the blind man, he's shooting at the world

Bullets flying, ooh they're taking toll

If you've been bad, lord I'll bet you have

And you've been hit by flying lead

You'd better close your eyes, you better bow your head

And wait for the ricochet