Lirik Lagu War Child - The Cranberries
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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.
Who will save the war child baby?Who controls the key?The web we weave is thick and sordid,Fine by me.
At times of war we're all the losers,There's no victory.We shoot to kill and kill your lover,Fine by me.
War child, victim of political pride.Plant the seed, territorial greed.Mind the war child,We should mind the war child.
I spent last winter in New York,And came upon a man.He was sleeping on the streets and homeless,He said, "I fought in Vietnam."
Beneath his shirt he wore the mark,He bore the mark with pride.A two inch deep incision carved,Into his side.
War child, victim of political pride.Plant the seed, territorial greed.Mind the war child,We should mind the war child.
Who's the loser now? Who's the loser now?We're all the losers now. We're all the losers now.
War child. X2
At times of war we're all the losers,There's no victory.We shoot to kill and kill your lover,Fine by me.
War child, victim of political pride.Plant the seed, territorial greed.Mind the war child,We should mind the war child.
I spent last winter in New York,And came upon a man.He was sleeping on the streets and homeless,He said, "I fought in Vietnam."
Beneath his shirt he wore the mark,He bore the mark with pride.A two inch deep incision carved,Into his side.
War child, victim of political pride.Plant the seed, territorial greed.Mind the war child,We should mind the war child.
Who's the loser now? Who's the loser now?We're all the losers now. We're all the losers now.
War child. X2
