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.
French salon waltz. Bouncy, old-fashioned & refined. String quartet. ...French salon waltz. Bouncy, old-fashioned & refined. String quartet. Suggested for cultural heritage.
Son Son Son
Traigo un Son Son Son
Sabroso
Son Son Son
Traigo un Son Son Son
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Yo aqui te lo traigo
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Pa' que lo goces
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
El son de mi barrio
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Yo te traigo de mi tierra
Mi poesia y canciones
Que han llenado de alergia
A tantas generaciones
Suénalo
Te traigo mujeres bellas
Con hermosa piel morena
Esbeltas como palmeras
Y cintura de sirenas
Siento que me muero cuando de ella me alejo
Bella tierra mia es un pedacito de cielo
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Representando a mi gente
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Vengo de frente
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Mi terra bella
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Vengo a repartir bellezas
Un cielo de mil colores
Sonrisas y frutas frescas
Y un rico aroma de flores
Invito a mi gente bella
A celebrar esta noche
Al ritmo de las estrellas
Que toda mi gente goce
Siento que me muero cuando de ella me alejo
Bella tierra mia es un pedacito de cielo
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
De mil colores
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Te traigo flores
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Y fruta fresca
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Voy repartiendo bellezas
De mi tierra te traigo un son bien sabroso (x6)
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Con alegria
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Para la tierra mia
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Ay yo te traigo mi son
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Sabroso para ti !
EN:
Son Son
I bring a Son Son Son
Tasty
Son Son
I bring a Son Son Son
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
I bring it to you here
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
For your enjoyment
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
The sound of my neighborhood
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I bring you from my land
My Poetry and Songs
Who have filled with joy
To so many generations
Play it
I bring you beautiful women
With gorgeous tanned skin
Slender as a palm tree
And mermaid's waist
I feel like I'm dying when I walk away from her
My beautiful land is a little piece of heaven
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
Representing my people
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I'm coming head-on
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
My beautiful land
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I come to deliver beauties
A sky of a thousand colors
Smiles and fresh fruit
And a rich scent of flowers
I invite my beautiful people
To celebrate tonight
To the rhythm of the stars
May all my people enjoy
I feel like I'm dying when I walk away from her
My beautiful land is a little piece of heaven
Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
Of a thousand colors
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I bring you flowers
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
And fresh fruit
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I'm handing out beauties
From my land I bring you a tasty son (x6)
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
With joy
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
For my land
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
Oh I bring you my son
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Waltz. Romantic & moving. Female ...Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Waltz. Romantic & moving. Female singer, accordion & small ensemble.歌词
Il y aura toujours un p'tit air de rengaineAu fond d'une cour, sur les bords de la SeineUn refrain qui conjugue l'amourEt puisLes amants de ParisIl y aura toujours une frêle guinguettePour danser à deux, pour s'aimer en cachetteUn hôtel à trois pas du faubourgOù l'on confond la nuit et le jour Il est au fin fond d’une impasseUne maison où l'on s'enlaceA l'abri des sombres regardsDes bourgeois qui passent le soirIl n'y a même pas de terrasseMais chacun y trouve sa placeEt dans un coin l'accordéonOffre alors à chacun sa chanson
English translation : There will always be There will always beA little old songIn a courtyard, on the banks of the SeineA refrain which bindsAmour with the lovers of ParisThere will always beA creaky guingetteTo dance together, to love in secretAn hotel stone’s throw from the faubourgWhen night and day entwine Down the end of an alleyA house where we entwineAway from the dark looksOf the bourgeoisie passing by in the eveningThere is not even a terraceBut everyone can find their placeAnd in a corner the accordionOffers each their song
Norteno huapango in a banda style. Mexican / tex mex music. Fiery & ...Norteno huapango in a banda style. Mexican / tex mex music. Fiery & animated. Banda brass band, rhythm & accordion.
Salsa. Dancing, bitter sweet salsa sung in Spanglish. Male vocal, ...Salsa. Dancing, bitter sweet salsa sung in Spanglish. Male vocal, percussion, piano & brass section. Suggested for Latin party & telenovelas. 歌词
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
Oye salio? el sol
Mucha gente motivada
teniendo el control
Hace falta la tierra
pero aqui? estoy yo
Mi tierra me llama,
taking all for all
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
quiero regresar.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
Take it slow, let it flow
Form the east to the west coast.
North and south,La cosa se pone mejor.
Latinos hang out
Tumbao con flow montuno y guaguanco Y el negro vacilo?
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
quiero regresar.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
Oye, groove it baby
Oye bailador,
Sube que sube, que sube.
I wanna go back, tengo ganas del volver a ver.
Mi tierra me llama.
Mi gente mi isla que me vio nacer.
Mi tierra me llama.
Cantar con mi familia que hace tiempo me ve.
Mi tierra me llama.
Todo esta listo, vacilando en el week end.
Mi tierra me llama.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar.
Mi tierra me llama.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
EN:
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
Hey the sun is out
Many motivated people
being in control
Missing the land
but here I am
My land is calling me,
taking all for all
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back to dance
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
Take it slow, let it flow
Form the east to the west coast.
North and south, it gets better.
Latinos hang out
Tumbao with flow montuno and guaguanco And the black one danced
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back for a while
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
Hey, groove it baby
Hey dancer,
It goes up, it goes up.
I wanna go back, I wanna see again.
My land is calling me.
My people my island that witnessed my birth.
My land calls me.
Singing with my family who have waited a long time to see me.
My land calls me.
Everything is ready, hesitating in the week end.
My land calls me.
Just the thought of you makes me cry.
My land calls me.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back to dance
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
