Lirik Lagu Sounds Of Then (This Is Australia) - Ganggajang
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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
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- 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
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- 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.
I think I hear the sounds of then,And people talking,The scenes recalled, by minute movement,And songs they fall, from the backing tape.That certain texture,that certain smell,
To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets,In brick veneer on financed beds.In a room, of silent hardiflexThat certain texture, that certain smell,Brings home the heavy days,Brings home the the night time swell,
Out on the patio we’d sit,And the humidity we’d breathe,We’d watch the lightning crack over canefieldsLaugh and think, this is Australia.
The block is awkward - it faces west,With long diagonals, sloping too.And in the distance, through the heat haze,In convoys of silence the cattle graze.That certain texture, that certain beat,Brings forth the night time heat.
Out on the patio we’d sit,And the humidity we’d breathe,We’d watch the lightning crack over canefieldsLaugh and think that this is Australia.
To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets,In brick veneer on financed beds.In a room of silent hardiflexThat certain texture, that certain smell,Brings forth the heavy days,Brings forth the night time sweatOut on the patio we’d sit,And the humidity we’d breathe,We’d watch the lightning crack over canefieldsLaugh and think, this is Australia.This is Australia etc..
To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets,In brick veneer on financed beds.In a room, of silent hardiflexThat certain texture, that certain smell,Brings home the heavy days,Brings home the the night time swell,
Out on the patio we’d sit,And the humidity we’d breathe,We’d watch the lightning crack over canefieldsLaugh and think, this is Australia.
The block is awkward - it faces west,With long diagonals, sloping too.And in the distance, through the heat haze,In convoys of silence the cattle graze.That certain texture, that certain beat,Brings forth the night time heat.
Out on the patio we’d sit,And the humidity we’d breathe,We’d watch the lightning crack over canefieldsLaugh and think that this is Australia.
To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets,In brick veneer on financed beds.In a room of silent hardiflexThat certain texture, that certain smell,Brings forth the heavy days,Brings forth the night time sweatOut on the patio we’d sit,And the humidity we’d breathe,We’d watch the lightning crack over canefieldsLaugh and think, this is Australia.This is Australia etc..
