Lirik Lagu And You Say That The Battle Is Over - John Denver
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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.
And you say that the battle is over,And you say that the war is all done
Go tell it to those with the wind in their noseWho run from the sound of the gun,And write it on the sides of the great whaling-ships,Or on ice floes where conscience is tossedWith the wild in their eyes, it is they who must dieAnd it's we who must measure the loss.
And you say that the battle is over,And finally the world is at peace
You mean no one is dying, and mothers don't weep,Or it's not in the papers, at least.There are those who would deal in the darkness of life,There are those who would tear down the sun,And most men are ruthless, but some will still weepWhen the gifts we were given are gone.
Now the blame cannot fall on the heads of a few,It's become such a part of the race;
It's eternally tragic that that which is magicBe killed at the end of the glorious chase.From young seals to great whales, from waters to wood,They will fall just like weeds in the wind;With furcoats, and perfumes, and trophies on walls:What a hell of a race to call men.
And you say that the battle is over,And you say that the war is all done
Go tell it to those with the wind in their noseWho run from the sound of the gun,And write it on the sides of the great whaling-ships,Or on ice floes where conscience is tossedWith the wild in their eyes, it is they who must dieAnd it's we who must measure the loss.With the wild in their eyes, it is they who must die,And it's we who must measure the cost.
Go tell it to those with the wind in their noseWho run from the sound of the gun,And write it on the sides of the great whaling-ships,Or on ice floes where conscience is tossedWith the wild in their eyes, it is they who must dieAnd it's we who must measure the loss.
And you say that the battle is over,And finally the world is at peace
You mean no one is dying, and mothers don't weep,Or it's not in the papers, at least.There are those who would deal in the darkness of life,There are those who would tear down the sun,And most men are ruthless, but some will still weepWhen the gifts we were given are gone.
Now the blame cannot fall on the heads of a few,It's become such a part of the race;
It's eternally tragic that that which is magicBe killed at the end of the glorious chase.From young seals to great whales, from waters to wood,They will fall just like weeds in the wind;With furcoats, and perfumes, and trophies on walls:What a hell of a race to call men.
And you say that the battle is over,And you say that the war is all done
Go tell it to those with the wind in their noseWho run from the sound of the gun,And write it on the sides of the great whaling-ships,Or on ice floes where conscience is tossedWith the wild in their eyes, it is they who must dieAnd it's we who must measure the loss.With the wild in their eyes, it is they who must die,And it's we who must measure the cost.
