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Karaokê High Flying Bird - Elton John

Esta música é uma versão de High Flying Bird, popularizada por Elton John

Formatos incluídos:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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O formato CDG (também chamado de CD+G ou MP3+G) é adequado para a maioria das maquinas de karaokê. Ele inclui um arquivo MP3 e a sincronização das letras.

É possível reproduzir arquivos mp4 num Mac OS X e Windows 7 por definição. Caso você use Windows XP ou Vista, voce precisa ter o Windows Media Player 12.

O programa KaraFun Windows Player lê esse formato, você pode baixar grátis. Esse eficiente formato pode armazenar múltiplas trilhas de audio adicionais e um fundo que se movimenta no ritmo da música.

Com sua compra, você poderá baixar o vídeo quantas vezes quiser em todos esses formatos.

Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 64 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: La♭

Duração: 04:13 - Visualizar: 02:21

Ano de lançamento: 1973
Estilos: Pop, Rock, Em inglês
Autor: Bernie Taupin
Compositor: Elton John

Todos os arquivos disponíveis para download são playbacks, e não as músicas originais.

Letra High Flying Bird

Hmm
You wore a little cross of gold around your neck
I saw it as you flew between my reason
Like a raven in the night time when you left
Hmm, I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name
You touched it and you wore it
And you kept it in your pillow all the same
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
I thought myself her keeper
She thought I meant her harm
She thought I was the archer a weather man of words
But I could never shoot down my high-flying bird
The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red
You bled upon the cold stone like a young man
Hmm
In the foreign field of death
Oh, wouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you say
You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight
Instead you moved away
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
I thought myself her keeper
She thought I meant her harm
She thought I was the archer a weather man of words
But I could never shoot down
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
I thought myself her keeper
She thought I meant her harm
She thought I was the archer a weather man of words
But I could never shoot down my high-flying bird
My high-flying high-flying bird
My high-flying high-flying bird
My high-flying high-flying bird
My high-flying high-flying bird

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