Lirik Lagu Scarborough Fair/canticle - 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 thyme.Remember me to one who lives there.She once was a true love of mine.
On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown.Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountainSleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt:Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;Without no seams nor needle work,Then she'll be a true love of mine.
On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves.Washes the grave with silvery tears.A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to find me an acre of land:Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;Between the salt water and the sea strand,Then she'll be a true love of mine.
War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions.General order their soldiers to kill.And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather:Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;And gather it all in a bunch of heather,Then she'll be a true love of mine.
On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown.Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountainSleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt:Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;Without no seams nor needle work,Then she'll be a true love of mine.
On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves.Washes the grave with silvery tears.A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to find me an acre of land:Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;Between the salt water and the sea strand,Then she'll be a true love of mine.
War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions.General order their soldiers to kill.And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather:Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;And gather it all in a bunch of heather,Then she'll be a true love of mine.
