Lirik Lagu In The Garden - Van Morrison
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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.
The streets are always wet with rainAfter a summer shower when I saw you standin'In the garden in the garden wet with rain
You wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrowAs we watched the petals fall down to the groundAnd as I sat beside you I felt theGreat sadness that day in the garden
And then one day you came back homeYou were a creature all in raptureYou had the key to your soulAnd you did open that day you came back to the garden
The olden summer breeze was blowin' on your faceThe light of God was shinin' on your countenance divineAnd you were a violet colour as youSat beside your father and your mother in the garden
The summer breeze was blowin' on your faceWithin your violet you treasure your summery wordsAnd as the shiver from my neck down to my spineIgnited me in daylight and nature in the garden
And you went into a tranceYour childlike vision became so fineAnd we heard the bells inside the churchWe loved so muchAnd felt the presence of the youth ofEternal summers in the garden
And as it touched your cheeks so lightlyBorn again you were and blushed and we touched each other lightlyAnd we felt the presence of the Christ
And I turned to you and I saidNo Guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the father in the garden
No Guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the Father and theSon and the Holy GhostIn the garden wet with rainNo Guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and nature and the holy ghostIn the garden, in the garden, wet with rainNo Guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the Father in the garden
You wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrowAs we watched the petals fall down to the groundAnd as I sat beside you I felt theGreat sadness that day in the garden
And then one day you came back homeYou were a creature all in raptureYou had the key to your soulAnd you did open that day you came back to the garden
The olden summer breeze was blowin' on your faceThe light of God was shinin' on your countenance divineAnd you were a violet colour as youSat beside your father and your mother in the garden
The summer breeze was blowin' on your faceWithin your violet you treasure your summery wordsAnd as the shiver from my neck down to my spineIgnited me in daylight and nature in the garden
And you went into a tranceYour childlike vision became so fineAnd we heard the bells inside the churchWe loved so muchAnd felt the presence of the youth ofEternal summers in the garden
And as it touched your cheeks so lightlyBorn again you were and blushed and we touched each other lightlyAnd we felt the presence of the Christ
And I turned to you and I saidNo Guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the father in the garden
No Guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the Father and theSon and the Holy GhostIn the garden wet with rainNo Guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and nature and the holy ghostIn the garden, in the garden, wet with rainNo Guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the Father in the garden
