Lirik Lagu Lock-keeper - Stan Rogers
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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.
You say, "Well-met again, Lock-keeper!We're laden even deeper that the time before,Oriental oils and tea brought down from Singapore."As we wait for my lock to cycleI say, "My wife has given me a son.""A son!" you cry, "Is that all that you've done?"
She wears bougainvilla blossoms.You pluck 'em from her hair and toss 'em in the tide,Sweep her in your arms and carry her inside.Her sighs catch on your shoulder;Her moonlit eyes grow bold and wiser through her tearsAnd I say, "How could you stand to leave her for a year?"
"Then come with me" you say, "to where the Southern CrossRides high upon your shoulder.""Come with me!" you cry,"Each day you tend this lock, you're one day older,While your blood runs colder."But that anchor chain's a fetterAnd with it you are tethered to the foam,And I wouldn't trade your life for one hour of home.
Sure I'm stuck here on the SeawayWhile you compensate for leeway through the Trades;And you shoot the stars to see the miles you've made.And you laugh at hearts you've riven,But which of these has given us more love of life,You, your tropic maids, or me, my wife.
"Then come with me" you say, "to where the Southern CrossRides high upon your shoulder.""Ah come with me!" you cry,"Each day you tend this lock, you're one day older,While your blood runs colder."But that anchor chain's a fetterAnd with it you are tethered to the foam,And I wouldn't trade your life for one hour of home.Ah your anchor chain's a fetterAnd with it you are tethered to the foam,And I wouldn't trade your whole life for just one hour of home.
She wears bougainvilla blossoms.You pluck 'em from her hair and toss 'em in the tide,Sweep her in your arms and carry her inside.Her sighs catch on your shoulder;Her moonlit eyes grow bold and wiser through her tearsAnd I say, "How could you stand to leave her for a year?"
"Then come with me" you say, "to where the Southern CrossRides high upon your shoulder.""Come with me!" you cry,"Each day you tend this lock, you're one day older,While your blood runs colder."But that anchor chain's a fetterAnd with it you are tethered to the foam,And I wouldn't trade your life for one hour of home.
Sure I'm stuck here on the SeawayWhile you compensate for leeway through the Trades;And you shoot the stars to see the miles you've made.And you laugh at hearts you've riven,But which of these has given us more love of life,You, your tropic maids, or me, my wife.
"Then come with me" you say, "to where the Southern CrossRides high upon your shoulder.""Ah come with me!" you cry,"Each day you tend this lock, you're one day older,While your blood runs colder."But that anchor chain's a fetterAnd with it you are tethered to the foam,And I wouldn't trade your life for one hour of home.Ah your anchor chain's a fetterAnd with it you are tethered to the foam,And I wouldn't trade your whole life for just one hour of home.
