Lirik Lagu Morningside - Neil Diamond
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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
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Written by: Neil Diamond
MorningsideThe old man diedAnd no one criedThey simply turned awayAnd when he diedHe left a table made of nails and prideAnd with his hands he carved these words inside"For my children"
Morning lightMorning brightI spent the nightWith dreams that make you weepMorning timeWash away the sadness from these eyes of mineFor I recall the words the old man signed"For my children"
And the legs were shaped with his handsAnd the top made of oaken woodAnd the children sat around this tableTouched with their laughterAh, and that was good
MorningsideAn old man diedAnd no one criedHe surely died aloneAnd truth is sadFor not a child would claim the gift he hadThe words he carved became his epitath"For my children"
MorningsideThe old man diedAnd no one criedThey simply turned awayAnd when he diedHe left a table made of nails and prideAnd with his hands he carved these words inside"For my children"
Morning lightMorning brightI spent the nightWith dreams that make you weepMorning timeWash away the sadness from these eyes of mineFor I recall the words the old man signed"For my children"
And the legs were shaped with his handsAnd the top made of oaken woodAnd the children sat around this tableTouched with their laughterAh, and that was good
MorningsideAn old man diedAnd no one criedHe surely died aloneAnd truth is sadFor not a child would claim the gift he hadThe words he carved became his epitath"For my children"
