Lirik Lagu Deportee - Bruce Springsteen
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- 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.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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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
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
The crops are all in, the peaches are rottingThe oranges are piled in their creosote dumpsThey're flying you back to the Mexico borderTo pay all your money to wade back again
My father's own father, he waded that riverThey took all the money he made in his lifeMy brothers and sisters they work in the fruit treesThey rode the truck till they took down and died
Good-bye to my Juan, Good-bye RosalitaAdios mes amigos, Jesus e MariaYou won't have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be "deportee"
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wantedOur work contract's out and we have to move onSix hundred miles to the Mexican borderThey chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves.
We died in your hills. We died on your deserts.We've died in your mountains, and died on your plains.We've died 'neath your trees, and we've died in your bushes.Both sides of the river, we've died just the same.
Good-bye to my Juan, Good-bye RosalitaAdios mes amigos, Jesus e MariaYou won't have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be "deportee"
The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos CanyonA fireball of lightning that shook all our hillsWho were all these dear friends all scattered like dry leaves?The radio says they were just deportees.
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?And is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?To fall like dry leaves and rot on the top soil,And be known by no name except "deportee".
Good-bye to my Juan, Good-bye RosalitaAdios mes amigos, Jesus e MariaYou won't have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be "deportee"
My father's own father, he waded that riverThey took all the money he made in his lifeMy brothers and sisters they work in the fruit treesThey rode the truck till they took down and died
Good-bye to my Juan, Good-bye RosalitaAdios mes amigos, Jesus e MariaYou won't have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be "deportee"
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wantedOur work contract's out and we have to move onSix hundred miles to the Mexican borderThey chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves.
We died in your hills. We died on your deserts.We've died in your mountains, and died on your plains.We've died 'neath your trees, and we've died in your bushes.Both sides of the river, we've died just the same.
Good-bye to my Juan, Good-bye RosalitaAdios mes amigos, Jesus e MariaYou won't have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be "deportee"
The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos CanyonA fireball of lightning that shook all our hillsWho were all these dear friends all scattered like dry leaves?The radio says they were just deportees.
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?And is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?To fall like dry leaves and rot on the top soil,And be known by no name except "deportee".
Good-bye to my Juan, Good-bye RosalitaAdios mes amigos, Jesus e MariaYou won't have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be "deportee"
