Lirik Lagu Paschendale - Iron Maiden
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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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
- 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.
In a foreign field he layLonely soldier, unknown graveOn his dying words he praysTell the world of Paschendale
Relive all that he's been throughLast communion of his soulRust your bullets with his tearsLet me tell you 'bout his years
Laying low in a blood filled trenchKill tim 'til my very own deathOn my face I can feel the falling rainNever see my friends again
In the smoke, in the mud and leadSmell the fear and the feeling of dreadSoon be time to go over the wallRapid fire and the end of us all
Whistles, shouts and more gun fireLifeless bodies hang on barbed wireBattlefield nothing but a bloody tombBe reunited with my dead friends soon
Many soldiers eighteen yearsDrown in mud, no more tearsSurely a war no-one can winKilling time about to begin
Home, far awayFrom the war, a chance to live againHome, far awayBut the war, no chance to live again
The bodies of ours and our foesThe sea of death it overflowsIn no man's land, God only knowsInto jaws of death we go
Crucified as if on a crossAllied troops they mourn their lossGerman war propaganda machineSuch before has never been seen
Swear I heard the angels cryPray to god no more may dieSo that people know the truthTell the tale of Paschendale
Cruelty has a human heartEvery man does play his partTerror of the men we killThe human heart is hungry still
I stand my ground for the very last timeGun is ready as I stand in lineNervous wait for the whistle to blowRush of blood and over we go
Blood is falling like the rainIts crimson cloak unveils againThe sound of guns can't hide their shameAnd so we die on Paschendale
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wireRunning straight at the cannon fireRunning blind as I hold my breathSay a pr
Relive all that he's been throughLast communion of his soulRust your bullets with his tearsLet me tell you 'bout his years
Laying low in a blood filled trenchKill tim 'til my very own deathOn my face I can feel the falling rainNever see my friends again
In the smoke, in the mud and leadSmell the fear and the feeling of dreadSoon be time to go over the wallRapid fire and the end of us all
Whistles, shouts and more gun fireLifeless bodies hang on barbed wireBattlefield nothing but a bloody tombBe reunited with my dead friends soon
Many soldiers eighteen yearsDrown in mud, no more tearsSurely a war no-one can winKilling time about to begin
Home, far awayFrom the war, a chance to live againHome, far awayBut the war, no chance to live again
The bodies of ours and our foesThe sea of death it overflowsIn no man's land, God only knowsInto jaws of death we go
Crucified as if on a crossAllied troops they mourn their lossGerman war propaganda machineSuch before has never been seen
Swear I heard the angels cryPray to god no more may dieSo that people know the truthTell the tale of Paschendale
Cruelty has a human heartEvery man does play his partTerror of the men we killThe human heart is hungry still
I stand my ground for the very last timeGun is ready as I stand in lineNervous wait for the whistle to blowRush of blood and over we go
Blood is falling like the rainIts crimson cloak unveils againThe sound of guns can't hide their shameAnd so we die on Paschendale
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wireRunning straight at the cannon fireRunning blind as I hold my breathSay a pr
