live your life by yuna zarai

assalamualaikum w.b.t and hellllloo :))


aku sedang dalam mood study. tapi biasalah, bila study, haruslah ada bunyi-bunyian sebagai bahan aktif cecair otak. maka, aku memilih lagu Live Your Life by our nation proud, Yuna. lagu yang relax, tenang je. oh ye. ini juga satu review *again?*


lagu ni single pertama Yuna untuk album beliau yang dilancarkan April 2012, YUNA. album kali ni jugak yang melonjak naik nama beliau sehingga ke #23 dalam Billboard Heatseekers Chart. yeay!! clap clap untuk Malaysian Artist macam beliau. oh ye. jangan lupa vote Yuna untuk Shout! Awards okayy!!!






dan Pharell Williams adalah produser lagu Live Your Life ni. *drop it like its hot babehhh!!*


enjoyceeee :))

Chorus:
Find your lightDon’t hide from what you areAnd rise before you fallAnd hope for something moreLive if you really want toLive if you really want to
V.1 
All my life I’ve been looking for something amazingIt’s almost like I’ve been stargazingThe sky is right above meWe were meant for something bigger than thisDon’t ever try to dismiss yourself cause you don’t have to

(Chorus)
V.2
All my life my dreams just seemed so far awayAnd now it’s like they’re here to stayI hold it close to meWe were meant for something bigger than thisDon’t ever try to dismiss yourself cause you don’t have to
(Chorus) x2
Live if we really want to
Live if we really want to
Live if we really want to
Live if we really want to
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/live-your-life-lyrics-yuna.html ]

come as you are

Yuna – Come As You Are

Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an old enemy

Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don’t be late
Take a rest as a friend
As an old

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria

Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend
As an old

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria

And I swear that I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria
(No I don’t have a gun)

And I swear that I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun

Memoria, memoria