Lirik Lagu Colours Of The Wind - Vanessa Williams
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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.
Think you own whatever land you land onEarth is just a dead thing you can claimBut I know every rock and tree and creatureHas a life, has a spirit, has a name
Think the only people who are peopleAre the people who look and think like youBut if you walk the footsteps of a strangerYou learn things you never knewYou never knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?or ask the grinning bobcat why he grinnedCan you sing with all the voices of the mountains?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
Come run the hidden pinetrails of the forestCome taste the sun-sweet berries of the earthCome roll in all the riches all around youAnd for once never wonder what they're worth
The rainstorm and the rivers are my brothersAnd the heron and the otter are my friendsAnd we are all connected to each otherIn a circle in a hoop that never ends
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?or ask the grinning bobcat why he grinnedCan you sing with all the voices of the mountains?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?or let the eagle tell you where he's been
How high does the sycamore growIf you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cryTo the blue corn moonOr whether we are white or copper-skinnedWe need to sing with all the voices of the mountainsTo paint with all the colours of the windYou can own the Earth and still all you'll own is earthUntil you can paint with all the colours of the wind
Think the only people who are peopleAre the people who look and think like youBut if you walk the footsteps of a strangerYou learn things you never knewYou never knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?or ask the grinning bobcat why he grinnedCan you sing with all the voices of the mountains?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
Come run the hidden pinetrails of the forestCome taste the sun-sweet berries of the earthCome roll in all the riches all around youAnd for once never wonder what they're worth
The rainstorm and the rivers are my brothersAnd the heron and the otter are my friendsAnd we are all connected to each otherIn a circle in a hoop that never ends
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?or ask the grinning bobcat why he grinnedCan you sing with all the voices of the mountains?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?or let the eagle tell you where he's been
How high does the sycamore growIf you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cryTo the blue corn moonOr whether we are white or copper-skinnedWe need to sing with all the voices of the mountainsTo paint with all the colours of the windYou can own the Earth and still all you'll own is earthUntil you can paint with all the colours of the wind
