Lirik Lagu Scarborough Fair - Simon & Garfunkel
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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.
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereFor once she was a true love of mine
Have her make me a cambric shirtParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeWithout no seam nor fine needle workAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood laneParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeAnd gather it all with a basket of flowersAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her wash it in yonder dry wellParsley, sage, rosemary and thymewhere water ne'er sprung nor drop of rain fellAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her find me an acre of landParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeBetween the sea foam and over the sandAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Plow the land with the horn of a lambParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeThen sow some seeds from north of the damAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leatherParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeAnd gather it all in a bunch of heatherAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
If she tells me she can't, I'll replyParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeLet me know that at least she will tryAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Love imposes impossible tasksParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeThough not more than any heart asksAnd I must know she's a true love of mine
Dear, when thou has finished thy taskParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeCome to me, my hand for to askFor thou then art a true love of mine
Have her make me a cambric shirtParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeWithout no seam nor fine needle workAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood laneParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeAnd gather it all with a basket of flowersAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her wash it in yonder dry wellParsley, sage, rosemary and thymewhere water ne'er sprung nor drop of rain fellAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her find me an acre of landParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeBetween the sea foam and over the sandAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Plow the land with the horn of a lambParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeThen sow some seeds from north of the damAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leatherParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeAnd gather it all in a bunch of heatherAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
If she tells me she can't, I'll replyParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeLet me know that at least she will tryAnd then she'll be a true love of mine
Love imposes impossible tasksParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeThough not more than any heart asksAnd I must know she's a true love of mine
Dear, when thou has finished thy taskParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeCome to me, my hand for to askFor thou then art a true love of mine
