Lirik Lagu Run Preciosa - Joe Ely
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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 saw her in the barrioIn the town where the brothers foughtAcross the river from the Moorish MosqueThat the Spanish Christians boughtHer hair was dressed by VespsWoven in the leather windShe grew up int the countryYou could see it in her innocent grin
Run Preciosa, Run for loveThe olive trees need rainMemories of your gypsy pastStill ride on the midnight trainYour lover's heart was way too wildYou saw it in his faceYou walk the graveyard with his childIn a veil of Spanish lace
The son of Tony CamborioDrove a souped up Red RenaultWith a muffler rusted as the red wrought ironAround his father's burial vaultThe Civil Guards raise their sleepy headsWhen she spins to watch the car change lanesTho so many years have passedNot that much has changed
Run Preciosa, Run for loveThe olive trees need rainMemories of your gypsy pastStill ride on the midnight trainYour lover's heart was way too wildYou saw it in his faceYou walk the graveyard with his childIn a veil of Spanish lace
The hours paint the whitewashed wallsIn shadows of Lavender-greyPreciosa counts the ring of bellsFrom the church where the white doves layThe flashing lights of the Civil GuardAround a red renault they flashNot that much has really changed,Tho so much time has passed...
Run Preciosa, Run for loveThe olive trees need rainMemories of your gypsy pastStill ride on the midnight trainYour lover's heart was way too wildYou saw it in his faceYou walk the graveyard with his childIn a veil of Spanish lace
The son of Tony CamborioDrove a souped up Red RenaultWith a muffler rusted as the red wrought ironAround his father's burial vaultThe Civil Guards raise their sleepy headsWhen she spins to watch the car change lanesTho so many years have passedNot that much has changed
Run Preciosa, Run for loveThe olive trees need rainMemories of your gypsy pastStill ride on the midnight trainYour lover's heart was way too wildYou saw it in his faceYou walk the graveyard with his childIn a veil of Spanish lace
The hours paint the whitewashed wallsIn shadows of Lavender-greyPreciosa counts the ring of bellsFrom the church where the white doves layThe flashing lights of the Civil GuardAround a red renault they flashNot that much has really changed,Tho so much time has passed...
