Lirik Lagu The Gallery - Joni Mitchell
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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.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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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
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.
When I first saw your galleryI liked the ones of ladiesThen you began to hang up meYou studied to portray meIn ice and greensAnd old blue jeansAnd naked in the rosesThen you got into funny scenesThat all your work discloses
"Lady, don't love me now I am deadI am a saint, turn down your bedI have no heart," that's what you saidYou said, "I can be cruelBut let me be gentle with you"
Somewhere in a magazineI found a page about youI see that now it's JosephineWho cannot be without youI keep your house in fit repairI dust the portraits dailyYour mail comes here from everywhereThe writing looks like ladies'
"Lady, please love me now, I am deadI am a saint, turn down your bedI have no heart," that's what you saidYou said, "I can be cruelBut let me be gentle with you"
I gave you all my pretty yearsThen we began to weatherAnd I was left to winter hereWhile you went west for pleasureAnd now you're flying bock this wayLike some lost homing pigeonThey've monitored your brain, you sayAnd changed you with religion
"Lady, please love me now I was deadI am no saint, turn down your bedLady, have you no heart," that's what you saidWell, I can be cruelBut let me be gentle with you
When I first saw your galleryI liked the ones of ladiesBut now their faces follow meAnd all their eyes look shady
"Lady, don't love me now I am deadI am a saint, turn down your bedI have no heart," that's what you saidYou said, "I can be cruelBut let me be gentle with you"
Somewhere in a magazineI found a page about youI see that now it's JosephineWho cannot be without youI keep your house in fit repairI dust the portraits dailyYour mail comes here from everywhereThe writing looks like ladies'
"Lady, please love me now, I am deadI am a saint, turn down your bedI have no heart," that's what you saidYou said, "I can be cruelBut let me be gentle with you"
I gave you all my pretty yearsThen we began to weatherAnd I was left to winter hereWhile you went west for pleasureAnd now you're flying bock this wayLike some lost homing pigeonThey've monitored your brain, you sayAnd changed you with religion
"Lady, please love me now I was deadI am no saint, turn down your bedLady, have you no heart," that's what you saidWell, I can be cruelBut let me be gentle with you
When I first saw your galleryI liked the ones of ladiesBut now their faces follow meAnd all their eyes look shady
