Lirik Lagu Song For Bob Dylan - David Bowie
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- 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.
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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
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Oh, hear this Robert ZimmermanI wrote a song for youAbout a strange young mancalled DylanWith a voice like sand and glueHis words of truthful vengeanceThey could pin us to the floorBrought a few more people onAnd put the fear in a whole lot more
Ah, Here she comesHere she comesHere she comes againThe same old painted ladyFrom the brow of a superbrainShe'll scratch this world to piecesAs she comes on like a friendBut a couple of songsFrom your old scrapbookCould send her home again
You gave your heart to every bedsit roomAt least a picture on my wallAnd you sat behind a million pair of eyesAnd told them how they sawThen we lost your train of thoughtThe paintings are all your ownWhile troubles are risingWe'd rather be scaredTogether than alone
Ah, Here she comes...[etc.]
Now hear this Robert ZimmermanThough I don't suppose we'll meetAsk your good friend DylanIf he'd gaze a whiledown the old streetTell him we've lost his poemsSo they're writing on the wallsGive us back our unityGive us back our familyYou're every nation's refugeeDon't leave us with their sanity
Ah, Here she comes....[etc.]
Ah, Here she comesHere she comesHere she comes againThe same old painted ladyFrom the brow of a superbrainShe'll scratch this world to piecesAs she comes on like a friendBut a couple of songsFrom your old scrapbookCould send her home again
You gave your heart to every bedsit roomAt least a picture on my wallAnd you sat behind a million pair of eyesAnd told them how they sawThen we lost your train of thoughtThe paintings are all your ownWhile troubles are risingWe'd rather be scaredTogether than alone
Ah, Here she comes...[etc.]
Now hear this Robert ZimmermanThough I don't suppose we'll meetAsk your good friend DylanIf he'd gaze a whiledown the old streetTell him we've lost his poemsSo they're writing on the wallsGive us back our unityGive us back our familyYou're every nation's refugeeDon't leave us with their sanity
Ah, Here she comes....[etc.]
