Lirik Lagu Casimir Pulaski Day - Sufjan Stevens
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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.
Goldenrod and the 4H stone,the things I brought you,when I found out you had cancer of the bone
Your father cried on the telephone,and he drove his car into the navy yard,just to prove that he was sorry
In the morning, through the window shade,when the light pressed up against your shoulderblade,I could see what you were reading.
All the glory that the Lord has made,and the complications you could do without,when I kissed you on the mouth.
Tuesday night at the Bible study,we lift our hands and pray over your body,but nothing ever happens.
I remember at Michael's house,in the living room when you kissed my neck,and I almost touched your blouse.
In the morning at the top of the stairs,when your father found out what we did that night,and you told me you were scared.
All the glory when you ran outside,with your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied,and you told me not to follow you.
Sunday night when I cleaned the house,I find the card where you wrote it out,with the pictures of you mother.
On the floor at the great divide,with my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied,I am crying in the bathroom.
In the morning when you finally go,and the nurse runs in with her head hung low,and the cardinal hits the window.
In the morning in the winter shade,on the 1st of March on the holiday,I thought I saw you breathing.
All the glory that the Lord has made,and the complications when I see His face,in the morning in the window.
All the glory when he took our place,but he took my shoulders and he shook my face,and he takes and he takes and he takes.
Your father cried on the telephone,and he drove his car into the navy yard,just to prove that he was sorry
In the morning, through the window shade,when the light pressed up against your shoulderblade,I could see what you were reading.
All the glory that the Lord has made,and the complications you could do without,when I kissed you on the mouth.
Tuesday night at the Bible study,we lift our hands and pray over your body,but nothing ever happens.
I remember at Michael's house,in the living room when you kissed my neck,and I almost touched your blouse.
In the morning at the top of the stairs,when your father found out what we did that night,and you told me you were scared.
All the glory when you ran outside,with your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied,and you told me not to follow you.
Sunday night when I cleaned the house,I find the card where you wrote it out,with the pictures of you mother.
On the floor at the great divide,with my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied,I am crying in the bathroom.
In the morning when you finally go,and the nurse runs in with her head hung low,and the cardinal hits the window.
In the morning in the winter shade,on the 1st of March on the holiday,I thought I saw you breathing.
All the glory that the Lord has made,and the complications when I see His face,in the morning in the window.
All the glory when he took our place,but he took my shoulders and he shook my face,and he takes and he takes and he takes.
