Lirik Lagu Saint Augustine In Hell - Sting
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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.
If somebody up there likes me somebody up there caresDeliver me from evil save me from these wicked snaresNot into temptation, not to cliffs of fallOn to revelation, and lesson for us allShe walked into the room on the arm of my best friendI knew whatever happened our friendship would endChemical reaction, desire at first sightMystical attraction, turned out all my lights
The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
I don't know if it's pain or pleasure that I seekMy flesh was all too willing, my spirit guide was weakI was deadly certain his thoughts for me weren't kindA switchblade in his pocket, murder on his mindBlessed St. Theresa the whore of BabylonMadonna and my mother all rolled into oneYou've got to understand me, I'm not a piece of woodFrancis of Assisi could never be this good
The less I need the more I getMake me chaste but not just yetIt's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die
The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never dieThe minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
Relax, have a cigar, make yourself at home.Hell is full of high courtjudges, failed saints.We've got Cardinals, Archbishops, barristers,certified accountants, music critics, they're all here.You're notalone, you're never alone.Not here you're not.Okay, break's over.
The less I need the more I getMake me chaste but not just yetIt's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die
The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never dieThe minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
I don't know if it's pain or pleasure that I seekMy flesh was all too willing, my spirit guide was weakI was deadly certain his thoughts for me weren't kindA switchblade in his pocket, murder on his mindBlessed St. Theresa the whore of BabylonMadonna and my mother all rolled into oneYou've got to understand me, I'm not a piece of woodFrancis of Assisi could never be this good
The less I need the more I getMake me chaste but not just yetIt's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die
The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never dieThe minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
Relax, have a cigar, make yourself at home.Hell is full of high courtjudges, failed saints.We've got Cardinals, Archbishops, barristers,certified accountants, music critics, they're all here.You're notalone, you're never alone.Not here you're not.Okay, break's over.
The less I need the more I getMake me chaste but not just yetIt's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die
The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never dieThe minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eyeThe minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
