Lirik Lagu Chimes Of Freedom - Bob Dylan
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken tollWe ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashingAs majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the soundsSeeming to be the chimes of freedom flashingFlashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fightFlashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flightAn' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the nightAn' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watchedWith faces hidden while the walls were tighteningAs the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rainDissolved into the bells of the lightningTolling for the rebel, tolling for the rakeTolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsakedTolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stakeAn' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hailThe sky cracked its poems in naked wonderThat the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breezeLeaving only bells of lightning and its thunderStriking for the gentle, striking for the kindStriking for the guardians and protectors of the mindAn' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful timeAn' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled talesFor the disrobed faceless forms of no positionTolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughtsAll down in taken-for-granted situationsTolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the muteTolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostituteFor the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuitAn' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashedAn' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly liftingElectric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the onesCondemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watchedWith faces hidden while the walls were tighteningAs the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rainDissolved into the bells of the lightningTolling for the rebel, tolling for the rakeTolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsakedTolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stakeAn' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hailThe sky cracked its poems in naked wonderThat the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breezeLeaving only bells of lightning and its thunderStriking for the gentle, striking for the kindStriking for the guardians and protectors of the mindAn' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful timeAn' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled talesFor the disrobed faceless forms of no positionTolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughtsAll down in taken-for-granted situationsTolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the muteTolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostituteFor the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuitAn' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashedAn' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly liftingElectric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the onesCondemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
