Motivating, determined, cool. Upbeat electronic beats are joined by ...Motivating, determined, cool. Upbeat electronic beats are joined by brooding, expansive electric guitar riffs, propulsive drums, handclaps and bright synths. Atmospheric wordless vocal textures build energy. Light, summery and driving indie cue.
Motivating, determined, cool. Upbeat electronic beats are joined by ...Motivating, determined, cool. Upbeat electronic beats are joined by brooding, expansive electric guitar riffs, propulsive drums, handclaps and bright synths. Light, summery and driving indie cue.
Energetic, driving, motivating. Reflective, expansive intro is joined ...Energetic, driving, motivating. Reflective, expansive intro is joined by determined electric guitar melodies, building in energy with propulsive drums. Rousing, tough and positive rock with eerie verses, powerful choruses and loads of attitude.
Energetic, driving, motivating. Reflective, expansive intro is joined ...Energetic, driving, motivating. Reflective, expansive intro is joined by determined electric guitar melodies, building in energy with propulsive drums. Rousing, tough and positive rock with a powerful chorus and loads of attitude.
Contemporary, minimal, inspiring. Atmospheric female vocals with ...Contemporary, minimal, inspiring. Atmospheric female vocals with beautiful programmed harmonies are joined by relaxed beats. Music box tones join with layers of wondrous synths, emotive piano tones and dramatic, distant drums. Builds to rousing, epic peaks. Uplifting and cool alternative pop with heart.
Contemporary, minimal, inspiring. Relaxed beats and music box tones ...Contemporary, minimal, inspiring. Relaxed beats and music box tones are joined by layers of wondrous synths, emotive piano tones and dramatic, distant drums. Builds to rousing, epic peaks. Uplifting and cool alternative pop with heart.
Contemporary, minimal, inspiring. Atmospheric female vocals with ...Contemporary, minimal, inspiring. Atmospheric female vocals with beautiful programmed harmonies are joined by relaxed beats. Music box tones join with layers of wondrous synths, emotive piano tones and dramatic, distant drums. Builds to a rousing, epic peak. Uplifting and cool alternative pop with heart.
Brooding, motivating, upbeat. A dramatic synth hit is joined by ...Brooding, motivating, upbeat. A dramatic synth hit is joined by bright, atmospheric synth melodies and suspenseful risers. Builds with propulsive house beats and contemporary vocal cuts. Steady EDM cue with electronic textures and a late-night, hypnotic vibe.
Brooding, motivating, upbeat. A dramatic synth hit is joined by ...Brooding, motivating, upbeat. A dramatic synth hit is joined by bright, atmospheric synth melodies, suspenseful risers, and propulsive house beats. Steady EDM cue with electronic textures and a late-night, hypnotic vibe.
Brooding, motivating, upbeat. Bright, atmospheric synth melodies are ...Brooding, motivating, upbeat. Bright, atmospheric synth melodies are joined by suspenseful risers, propulsive house beats and contemporary vocal cuts. Steady EDM cue with electronic textures and a late-night, hypnotic vibe.
French song. Neo retro / romantic / pop ballad / romantic comedy. ...French song. Neo retro / romantic / pop ballad / romantic comedy. Sentimental, luminous & tender. Female back up vocalist. Female singer, electric guitar, electric bass, violin & rhythm.歌词
Ce soir, si tu me cherches je serais par làEt sans doute on se retrouvera quand sur nous deux la nuit tombera Ce soir, si je suis seule au coeur de la foule non n’attends pas que mes larmes coulent et emmène moi jusqu’au petit jour
Là où personne ne viendra nous chercher Là où le soleil saura nous trouver Et nous faire danser Là où personne ne viendra nous chercher Où le soleil saura nous trouver et nous faire danser
Ce soir s’il te plait ne me regarde pas Si tu me veux je serais à toi quand sur nos yeux la nuit tombera Demain quand le petit jour se lèvera Tu te réveilleras dans mes bras et l’infinie tristesse finira
Là où personne ne viendra nous chercher Là où le soleil saura nous trouver Et nous faire danser Là où personne ne viendra nous chercher Où le soleil saura nous trouver et nous faire danser
Ce soir, si tu me cherches je serais par là Et sans doute on se retrouvera quand sur nous deux la nuit tombera Là où personne ne viendra nous chercher Là où le soleil saura nous trouver Et nous faire danser Là où personne ne viendra nous chercher Où le soleil saura nous trouver et nous faire danser
English translation :
TONIGHT
Tonight, if you come looking for me I'll be there
And no doubt we will meet when the night will fall on us Tonight, if I'm alone in the crowd
Don’t wait for my tears to flow
and take me to the first light of day
There where no one will come looking for us
Where the sun will find us and take us dancing There where no one will come looking for us
Where the sun will find us and take us dancing
Tonight, please don’t look at me
If you want me I'll be yours when the night falls on our eyes
Tomorrow when day breaks You will wake up in my arms
and the infinite sadness will end Where no one will come for us
There where no one will come looking for us
Where the sun will find us And take us dancing There where no one will come looking for us
Where the sun will find us And take us dancing
Tonight, if you come looking for me I'll be there
And no doubt we will meet when the night will fall on us
There where no one will come looking for us
Where the sun will find us And take us dancing There where no one will come looking for us
Song sung in French. Pop rock / rockabilly. Lively, eccentric & ...Song sung in French. Pop rock / rockabilly. Lively, eccentric & bouncy. Break @ 2'28. Male back up vocalist. Male singer, twangy guitar, synth & rhythm.歌词
Peuplier pomponné, toiletté comme un caniche collier, bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui fait la pom pom girl loin des vergers de notre midi.
Peuplier pomponné, toiletté comme un caniche collier bracelet de boules de gui. Qu’est-ce qu’on aura crié, hurlé dans le virage on aura même fait peur à l’orage un short un anorak, mais quel été ! Quelle était, quelle était la saison ?
REFRAIN
C’est encore une année bonne qu’on s’est souhaité à couler du collyre du colibri dans l’oeil de la corneille et de sa nichée x2
En bleu sous le ciel orage on a crié dans ce virage dans le sable ou la neige on a fait les anges on s’est mis en nage mais quelle était, quelle était la saison ? tu fais la guerre aux pommes pommes loin des vergers de notre automne moi l’hiver écharpe et bonnet, toi l’été caniche et cache-nez.
REFRAIN
Peuplier pomponné toiletté comme un caniche collier bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui.
REFRAIN X 2
English translation :
YOU, THE SUMMER
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
Like a cheerleader far from the orchards of our noon.
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
what will we have shouted, howled in the bend
we will even have scared the storm
Shorts, an anorak, but what a summer!
It's still a good year we wished for flowing colibri eye drops in the eye of the crow and its nest x2
In blue, under the stormy sky we shouted in this bend
In the sand or the snow we made angels we were sweating
but what was the season?
you make war with the apples, far from the orchards of our autumn
Me, winter, scarf and hat,
You, summer, poodle and muffler.
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
Confident, cool, determined. Brooding, brass melodies with loads of ...Confident, cool, determined. Brooding, brass melodies with loads of attitude are joined by propulsive electronic beats, organ and funky guitars, building to motivating, rousing peaks. Swaggering, stomp clap big band cue.
Confident, cool, determined. Stripped back underscore version. ...Confident, cool, determined. Stripped back underscore version. Brooding, brass melodies with loads of attitude are joined by organ and funky guitars, building to motivating, rousing peaks. Swaggering, stomp clap big band cue.
Confident, cool, determined. Brooding, brass melodies with loads of ...Confident, cool, determined. Brooding, brass melodies with loads of attitude are joined by propulsive electronic beats, organ and funky guitars, building to motivating, rousing peaks. Swaggering, stomp clap big band cue.
Lounge music / house / UK garage / underscore. Sensual, filtered & ...Lounge music / house / UK garage / underscore. Sensual, filtered & lively. Sampled male voices, synth & rhythm.
Song sung in French. 20's. Java. French dance. Montmartre. Bouncy & ...Song sung in French. 20's. Java. French dance. Montmartre. Bouncy & melancholic. Female singer, accordion, piano, banjo & clarinet.歌词
Tu n’as pas su m’aimerComme l’on doit aimerEst-ce un refrain de poète Qui t’a fait perdre la tête ?Le temps passe et pourtantMalgré moi je t’attendsEt dans Montmartre la nuit Levant les yeux je me dis : Tant que tournerontLes ailes en rond,Du Moulin de la GaletteMon cœur chantera,Comme auprès de toi,La chanson des jours de fêteQuand dans le faubourgLes yeux pleins d’amourSur moi tu posais la têteQu'elles sont joliesBrillant dans la nuitLes ailes du Paradis
Depuis ce jour mauditJe traîne dans ParisEt dans le moindre visage
Je recherche ton imageLes jours semblent si longsQu' au fil des rues sans nom Si le cafard me chahuteJe regarde vers la Butte
English translation : Moulin de La Galette You couldn’t love meLike you should Is it with the poet’s refrainThat you lost your head?Time goes by and stillI wait for you despite myselfAnd in Montmartre at nightRaising my eyes I say to myself: As long as Windmill blades of the of the Moulin de La Galette shall turnMy heart will singLike when I am near youThe song of the feast daysWhen in the faubourgEyes full of loveYou leant your head on mineHow pretty they areShining in the nightThese wings of Paradise Since this accursed dayI roam the streets of ParisAnd every faceI seek your reflectionThese days seem so longthat on street after nameless streetIf the blues takes holdI look toward la Butte (of Montmartre)
Instrumental version, no voice. France. 20's. Java. French dance. ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. 20's. Java. French dance. Montmartre. Bouncy & melancholic. Clarinet, accordion, piano, banjo & strings.
Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. ...Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. Male singer & accordion.歌词
Quand au bout d'huit jours, le r'pos terminé, On va r'prendre les tranchées, Notre place est si utile Que sans nous on prend la pile. Mais c'est bien fini, on en a assez, Personn' ne veut plus marcher, Et le cœur bien gros, comm' dans un sanglot On dit adieu aux civ'lots. Même sans tambour, même sans trompette, On s'en va là-haut en baissant la tête. Adieu la vie, adieu l'amour, Adieu toutes les femmes. C'est bien fini, c'est pour toujours, De cette guerre infâme. C'est à Craonne, sur le plateau, Qu'on doit laisser sa peau Car nous sommes tous condamnés Nous sommes les sacrifiés !Huit jours de tranchées, huit jours de souffrance, Pourtant on a l'espérance Que ce soir viendra la r'lève Que nous attendons sans trêve. Soudain, dans la nuit et dans le silence, On voit quelqu'un qui s'avance, C'est un officier de chasseurs à pied, Qui vient pour nous remplacer. Doucement dans l'ombre, sous la pluie qui tombe Les petits chasseurs vont chercher leurs tombes.
English translation : Craonne Song When at the end of a week's leaveWe go back to the trenches, Our place there is so usefulThat without us we'd get a thrashing.But now it’s finished we've had enoughNobody wants to march anymore.And with hearts downcast with sobs,We're saying good-bye to the civilians, Even without drum or trumpetWe're heading up there with lowered heads. Good-bye to life, good-bye to love, Good-bye to all you women, It's finished, and foreverwe've had it for good with this awful war.It's in Craonne up on the plateau That we're leaving our skins,'Cause we've all been sentenced to die. We're the ones that they're sacrificing A week in the trenches, a week of suffering, And yet we still have hopeThat tonight the relief will come That we keep waiting for.Suddenly in the silent night We hear someone approachIt's an infantry officer Who's coming to take over from us. Quietly in the shadows as the rain fallsThe poor soldiers go in search of their graves Those who’ve got the dough, they will come back'Cause it's for them that we're dying. Now it’s finished, 'cause all us poor soldiers Are going to go on strike. It'll be your turn, fat cats, To go up onto the plateau. And if you want war, Then pay for it with your own skins. On the grand boulevards it's hard to watch All the fat cats whooping it up For them life is good But for us it's not the same Instead of hiding, all these shirkers Would do better by going up to the trenches To defend what they have, because we have nothing All of us poor wretches All our comrades are buried there Defending the wealth of these gentlemen here
Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.