Lirik Lagu The Valley Of Unrest - Lou Reed
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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.
Rowena:
Far away far awayAre not all lovely things far awayAs far at least lies that valleyas the bedridden sun in the luminous eastThe paralyzed mountains, the sickly riverAre not all things lovely far awayAre not all things lovely far away
It is a valley where time is not interruptedWhere its history shall not be interpretedStories of satan's dart of angel wingsUnhappy thingsWithin the valley of unrest
The sun ray dripped all redThe dell was silentAll the people having gone to warLeaving no interrogator to mindthe willful looting the pale past knowledgeThe sly mysterious starsThe unguarded flowers leaningThe tulips overhead palerThe terror stricken skyRolling like a waterfallover the horizon's fiery wallA visage full of meaning
How the unhappy shall confessAs Roderick watches like a human eyeWhile violets and lilies waveLike banners in the skyHovering over and above a graveAs dew drops on the freshly planted eternal dewComing down in gemsThere's no use to pretendThough gorgeous clouds flyRoderick, like the human eye has closed foreverFar away far away
Roderick, whatever thy image may beRoderick, no magic shall sever the music from theeThou hast bound many eyes in a dreamy sleepOh tortured dayThe strains still arriveI hear the bellsI have kept my vigilanceRain dancing in the rhythm of a showerOver what guilty spirit to not hear the beatingTo not hear the beating heartBut only tears of perfect moanOnly tears of perfect moan
Far away far awayAre not all lovely things far awayAs far at least lies that valleyas the bedridden sun in the luminous eastThe paralyzed mountains, the sickly riverAre not all things lovely far awayAre not all things lovely far away
It is a valley where time is not interruptedWhere its history shall not be interpretedStories of satan's dart of angel wingsUnhappy thingsWithin the valley of unrest
The sun ray dripped all redThe dell was silentAll the people having gone to warLeaving no interrogator to mindthe willful looting the pale past knowledgeThe sly mysterious starsThe unguarded flowers leaningThe tulips overhead palerThe terror stricken skyRolling like a waterfallover the horizon's fiery wallA visage full of meaning
How the unhappy shall confessAs Roderick watches like a human eyeWhile violets and lilies waveLike banners in the skyHovering over and above a graveAs dew drops on the freshly planted eternal dewComing down in gemsThere's no use to pretendThough gorgeous clouds flyRoderick, like the human eye has closed foreverFar away far away
Roderick, whatever thy image may beRoderick, no magic shall sever the music from theeThou hast bound many eyes in a dreamy sleepOh tortured dayThe strains still arriveI hear the bellsI have kept my vigilanceRain dancing in the rhythm of a showerOver what guilty spirit to not hear the beatingTo not hear the beating heartBut only tears of perfect moanOnly tears of perfect moan
