Lirik Lagu Golden Apples Of The Sun - Judy Collins
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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 went out to the hazelwoodBecause a fire was in my headCut and peeled a hazel wandAnd hooked a berry to a thread
And when white moths were on the wingAnd moth-like stars were flickering outI dropped the berry in a streamAnd caught a little silver trout
When I had laid it on the groundAnd gone to blow the fire aflameSomething rustled on the floorAnd someone called me by my name
It had become a glimmering girlWith apple blossom in her hairWho called me by my name and ranAnd vanished in the brightening air
Though I am old with wanderingThrough hollow lands and hilly landsI will find out where she has goneAnd see her lips and take her hand
And walk through long green dappled grassAnd pluck till time and times are doneThe silver apples of the moonThe golden apples of the sun
And when white moths were on the wingAnd moth-like stars were flickering outI dropped the berry in a streamAnd caught a little silver trout
When I had laid it on the groundAnd gone to blow the fire aflameSomething rustled on the floorAnd someone called me by my name
It had become a glimmering girlWith apple blossom in her hairWho called me by my name and ranAnd vanished in the brightening air
Though I am old with wanderingThrough hollow lands and hilly landsI will find out where she has goneAnd see her lips and take her hand
And walk through long green dappled grassAnd pluck till time and times are doneThe silver apples of the moonThe golden apples of the sun
