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If you're leaving, close the door
I'm not expecting people, anymore
Hear me grieving, lying on the floor
Whether I'm drunk or dead, I really ain't too sure

I'm a blind man
I'm a blind man
And my world is pale
When a blind man cries
Lord, you know
There ain't a sadder tale

Had a friend once, in a room
Had a good time, but it ended much too soon
In a cold month, in that room
Found a reason, for the things we had to do

I'm a blind man
I'm a blind man
Now my room is cold
When a blind man cries




Lord, you know
He feels it from his soul

Overall Meaning

Deep Purple's When A Blind Man Cries is a powerful and heart-wrenching song that touches upon the theme of loneliness and the struggles of a blind man in the world. The song begins with the lyrics "If you're leaving close the door, I'm not expecting people anymore" indicating the isolation and detachment from the world that the singer feels. He is grieving and lying on the floor, unsure if he is drunk or dead. This sense of confusion and helplessness is further amplified in the chorus with the lyrics "I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man and my world is pale. When a blind man cries, Lord, you know there ain't no sadder tale" giving the listeners a glimpse into the struggles of the blind man and his despondent state.


The second verse talks about a friend he once had who he spent time with in a room. They had a good time, but it ended too soon. In a cold month, they found a reason for the things they had to do. The lyrics portray a sense of loss and regret about things that could have been done differently. The singer refers to himself again as a blind man, indicating that despite the presence of his friend, he still lives in a world that is cold and dull. The chorus repeats itself, highlighting the sadness and despair that the singer feels.


Overall, the song delves into the struggles of a blind man and the loneliness and detachment he feels from the world, leaving the listeners feeling a deep sense of empathy towards the singer.


Line by Line Meaning

If you're leaving close the door.
Please close the door if you're leaving.


I'm not expecting people anymore.
I've given up on people and don't expect anyone to visit or care.


Hear me grieving, I'm lying on the floor.
I am crying and in pain, lying on the floor.


Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure.
I don't know if I'm drunk or dead, but I'm in a lot of pain.


I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man and my world is pale.
I am blind and my world is colorless and dull.


When a blind man cries, Lord, you know there ain't no sadder tale.
When a blind man cries, it's the saddest thing you'll ever see.


Had a friend once in a room,
I had a friend once in a room.


had a good time but it ended much too soon.
We had a good time together, but it was cut short.


In a cold month in that room
It was a cold month, and we were in that room.


we found a reason for the things we had to do.
We found a reason or justification for our actions.


I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man, now my room is cold.
I am still blind, and now my room is cold and empty.


When a blind man cries, Lord, you know he feels it from his soul.
When a blind man cries, it comes from a deep place of pain and despair.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Ian Gillan, Ian Paice, Jon Lord, Ritchie Blackmore, Roger Glover

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@laszloleventekis8551

Lyrics:

I see reflections in the water
Autumn colours, summer's daughter
And as as the year is growing older
I see winter on my shoulder
I stand in the haze
Watching stormy ripples grow on my own
Never knew your needed
Till I found myself standing here alone

And in the water, such a sad face
Slowly drowning, such a sad face
If only I could change the seasons
Like a poet, I've my reasons
It started to snow in the middle of July
Wonder why
Never did understand you
My sorrow is hanging in the grey sky

In the summer days we flew to the sun
On melting wings
But the seasons changed to fast
Leave us all behind
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But then the stone fell on the water
Putting end to summer's daughter
And me, I turn away remembering
All the seasons, such a sad thing
It started to rain in the middle of the sun
Winter's begun

Never did understand you
My sorrow is hanging in the grey sky

In the summer days we flew to the sun
On melting wings
But the seasons changed to fast
Leave us all behind
Blind



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@laszloleventekis8551

Lyrics:

I see reflections in the water
Autumn colours, summer's daughter
And as as the year is growing older
I see winter on my shoulder
I stand in the haze
Watching stormy ripples grow on my own
Never knew your needed
Till I found myself standing here alone

And in the water, such a sad face
Slowly drowning, such a sad face
If only I could change the seasons
Like a poet, I've my reasons
It started to snow in the middle of July
Wonder why
Never did understand you
My sorrow is hanging in the grey sky

In the summer days we flew to the sun
On melting wings
But the seasons changed to fast
Leave us all behind
Blind

But then the stone fell on the water
Putting end to summer's daughter
And me, I turn away remembering
All the seasons, such a sad thing
It started to rain in the middle of the sun
Winter's begun

Never did understand you
My sorrow is hanging in the grey sky

In the summer days we flew to the sun
On melting wings
But the seasons changed to fast
Leave us all behind
Blind

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Brutális

@Violeta77

Sublime

@PopShoppekid

Unbelievably beautiful song I believe written by Jon Lord, such great instrumentation using a harpsichord and very poetic lyrics! And strong and powerful vocals by Rod Evans.

@maxsil7620

Grande Rod Evans. Una voce melodica nella musica Rock. Bellissimo brano e bellissimo album dei Deep Purple

@Sam-qc6sz

There is something extraordinarily magic about this first period of Deep Purple, but especially because it shows how progressive Deep Purple actually are even in relation to themselves and their work. Just amazing.

@paulvotlucka3461

I think the first 3 albums by Deep Purple were the best!

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А СЬОМИЙ ТРЕК УВАЛ!!!!!!

@guywindsor625

Ian Paice is the glue that holds Purple together. Great chops from one of the very best rock drummers

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