Peace Frog — текст песни (The Doors)

There`s blood in the streets it`s up to my ankles,
blood in the streets it`s up to my knee;
Blood in the streets, the town of Chicago.
Blood on the rise, it`s following me.
Just about the break of day.

She came, then she drove away,
sunlight in her hair.

Blood on the streets runs a river of sadness.
Blood in the streets, it`s up to my thigh.
The river runs down the legs of the city;
The women are crying red rivers of weeping.

She came in town and then she went away,
sunlight in her hair.

Indians scattered on dawn`s highway.
Bleeding ghosts crowd the young childs fragile eggshell mind.

Blood in the streets of 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 fantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers.
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation;
Blood is the rose of mysterious union.

There`s blood in the streets it`s up to my ankles,
blood in the streets it`s up to my knee;
Blood in the streets, the town of Chicago.
Blood on the rise, it`s following me.