Lirik Lagu Free Four - Pink Floyd
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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.
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- 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.
One, two, three, four
The memories of a man in his old ageAre the deeds of a man in his primeYou shuffle in gloom of the sickroomAnd talk to yourself as you die
Life is a short, warm momentAnd death is a long cold restYou get your chance to try in the twinkling of an eyeEighty years, with luck, or even less
So all aboard for the American tourAnd maybe you'll make it to the topAnd mind how you goAnd I can tell you 'cause I knowYou may find it hard to get off
And You are the angel of deathAnd I am the dead man's sonAnd he was buried like a mole in a fox holeAnd everyone's still on the runAnd who is the master of fox hounds?And who says the hunt has begun?And who calls the tune in the courtroom?And who beats the funeral drum?
The memories of a man in his old ageAre the deeds of a man in his primeYou shuffle in gloom of the sickroomAnd talk to yourself till you die
The memories of a man in his old ageAre the deeds of a man in his primeYou shuffle in gloom of the sickroomAnd talk to yourself as you die
Life is a short, warm momentAnd death is a long cold restYou get your chance to try in the twinkling of an eyeEighty years, with luck, or even less
So all aboard for the American tourAnd maybe you'll make it to the topAnd mind how you goAnd I can tell you 'cause I knowYou may find it hard to get off
And You are the angel of deathAnd I am the dead man's sonAnd he was buried like a mole in a fox holeAnd everyone's still on the runAnd who is the master of fox hounds?And who says the hunt has begun?And who calls the tune in the courtroom?And who beats the funeral drum?
The memories of a man in his old ageAre the deeds of a man in his primeYou shuffle in gloom of the sickroomAnd talk to yourself till you die
