Rousing, enjoyable, rough. Big rock energy as soaring guitar and defiant kick drum play out a triumphant celtic tune, joined by energetic vocals. Rousing, enjoyable, rough. Big rock energy as soaring guitar and defiant kick drum play out a triumphant celtic tune, joined by energetic vocals. Lyrics reference the emerald isle, having fun and drinking dreaming of being back in Ireland. Celebratory vibe with huge instrumentation and screaming vocals. References to Irish locations give a truly homespun vibe.歌词
Are you homesick for the emerald isle? Well here’s a ditty that’ll make you smile, Take a glass and raise it high, For all our cousin’s back in, Ireland, Ireland.
Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day, Celebrate, Celebrate.
Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day, Celebrate, Celebrate.
Gather round all to hear my tale, Waved to my lassie then the boat set sail, But my heart still lies in old Kinsale, Let’s sing a song for, Ireland, Ireland.
Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day, Celebrate, Celebrate.
Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day, Celebrate, Celebrate.
Ah take a drink and we'll drink some more, We'll drink to your health, and drink to the poor, We'll drink with a shamrock at the bottom of our cup, With the white and the gold and the green raised up.
Rousing, enjoyable, rough. Big rock energy as soaring guitar and defiant kick drum play out a triumphant celtic tune. Celebratory vibe with huge Rousing, enjoyable, rough. Big rock energy as soaring guitar and defiant kick drum play out a triumphant celtic tune. Celebratory vibe with huge instrumentation. Instrumental version.
Rousing, enjoyable, rough. Determined energy with defiant kick drum as guitar plays out a triumphant celtic tune. Celebratory vibe with huge Rousing, enjoyable, rough. Determined energy with defiant kick drum as guitar plays out a triumphant celtic tune. Celebratory vibe with huge instrumentation. Stripped back underscore version.
Fun, rustic, passionate. Banjo notes give a country vibe as rock instrumentation carries them on a rousing and fun-loving energy with winding riffs Fun, rustic, passionate. Banjo notes give a country vibe as rock instrumentation carries them on a rousing and fun-loving energy with winding riffs and stirring vocals. Searching sequence at 01:00 with building flutes. Incessant rhythm gives a jaunty momentum and swing, giving a celtic spirit.
Fun, rustic, passionate. Banjo notes give a country vibe as rock instrumentation carries them on a rousing and fun-loving energy with winding riffs. Fun, rustic, passionate. Banjo notes give a country vibe as rock instrumentation carries them on a rousing and fun-loving energy with winding riffs. Searching sequence at 01:00 with building flutes. Incessant rhythm gives a jaunty momentum and swing, giving a celtic spirit. Instrumental version.
Fun, rustic, passionate. Large percussive impacts fall into fast-paced rock folk swing. Impassioned chord sequence and incessant rhythm gives a Fun, rustic, passionate. Large percussive impacts fall into fast-paced rock folk swing. Impassioned chord sequence and incessant rhythm gives a jaunty momentum and swing, a celtic spirit. Stripped back underscore version.
Slow, romantic, memorable. Organic accordion tune marches out with a relaxed and forlorn energy. A city filled with people in love, gentle Slow, romantic, memorable. Organic accordion tune marches out with a relaxed and forlorn energy. A city filled with people in love, gentle instrumentation offers a soft and thoughtful energy. Two lovers sharing a meal or a drink on a warm Parisian evening.
Slow, romantic, memorable. Slow gentle guitar pushes out with a soft and thoughtful energy. A city filled with people in love, or two individuals Slow, romantic, memorable. Slow gentle guitar pushes out with a soft and thoughtful energy. A city filled with people in love, or two individuals sharing a meal or a drink on a warm Parisian evening. Stripped back underscore version.
Poignant yet assertive & chanted in the spirit of German expressionist cinema of the 20s. Brass, staccato strings, clarinet, tuba, violins & snare Poignant yet assertive & chanted in the spirit of German expressionist cinema of the 20s. Brass, staccato strings, clarinet, tuba, violins & snare drum.
I, I look up baby to the moon
And feel the sand under my skin
It's tickly, tickly on my toes
I like the noise
Of disco disco dancing far away
It's the echo of the kick drum
Beating on the other side of town
And coming to me across the beach
Saying
Talk to me
I've waited for the longest moment
Can't you see
This is a dream
We can be we can be
Together till the break of dawn
Cause everything is downstream now
I like the voice
Of girls and boys and lovers far away
It's the echo of a slow dance
Coming from another time and space
Across this place
Right to my ears
Saying
Talk to me
I've waited for the longest moment
Can't you see
This is a dream
We can be we can be
Together till the break of dawn
Cause everything is downstream
Elegant, loving, romantic, peaceful & emotional. Arrangement for violin, piano & strings based on the intermezzo from the opera Thaïs by Jules Elegant, loving, romantic, peaceful & emotional. Arrangement for violin, piano & strings based on the intermezzo from the opera Thaïs by Jules Massenet.
Acid house, techno, Mancunian & rave. Hypnotic, ecstatic, stubborn, danceable & with a touch of melancholy. House keyboard, vintage drum machine Acid house, techno, Mancunian & rave. Hypnotic, ecstatic, stubborn, danceable & with a touch of melancholy. House keyboard, vintage drum machine rhythm, synth strings & analog synth. Suggested for wharehouse clubbing, documentary on 90s electronic English music & fashion.
Pop rock, baggy, brit pop in a 90s spirit. Unifying, uplifting, lively & assertive. Choirs @ 2'55. Guitars, drums, bass, keyboards & male vocals. Pop rock, baggy, brit pop in a 90s spirit. Unifying, uplifting, lively & assertive. Choirs @ 2'55. Guitars, drums, bass, keyboards & male vocals. Ideal for teenagers lifestyle, street sports, fashion & advertising歌词
French rap, hip-hop. Sad, aware & nocturne. Male rapper, synth, electric guitar & rhythm. Ideal for social drama, destiny, city stories & street French rap, hip-hop. Sad, aware & nocturne. Male rapper, synth, electric guitar & rhythm. Ideal for social drama, destiny, city stories & street culture. Lyrics about destiny. 歌词
FR
Je rêve de voir le jour où je serai couronné Je me suis donné corps et âme, j’ai tout fait pour le Game, Je rêve d’un monde où on partage, j'ai tout fait pour les miens Tout travail mérite salaire, je le fais pas pour les miettes
Je rêve d’une vie meilleure, je prie que tout change un bon matin Je rêve de voir nos jeunes ensemble marcher les mains dans la main Où tout le monde est pris en compte, s’exprime en liberté Je sais que ce monde est possible, j’y crois et j’en suis certain
Je rêve d’un monde où on me juge par actions Pas par ma couleur, pas par mes orientations Pour que mes rêves s'exaucent, faut que chacun passe à l’acte Le climat se réchauffe, et je tire la sonnette d'alarme
Fallait mettre la main à la pâte, j’y suis allé des deux mains Faut investir, acheter des appartements, percer tout de suite, pas demain Je rêve, je suis dans ma tête, les yeux vers le plafond Je fais mes plans en tête, c’est pour ça que je médite à fond
Je sais que ça ne sert à rien de rêver si les actions ne suivent pas Pour ma part, je dois me lever, les paroles ne suffisent pas Optimiste, je rêve de réussir, même quand tout va mal De toute façon, je n'ai pas le choix, opportuniste pour la famille
Je dois travailler dur, je rêve de gros salaire Pour ne plus me soucier des fins de mois Je rêve de gagner, de ramener la coupe à la maison Je reste à l'écoute, parce qu'on a toujours pas raison
Que la femme soit respectée, que la femme n'ait peur de rien C’est le monde que je rêve de vivre, moins de guerre, plus de paix Fallait mettre la main à la pâte, j’y suis allé des deux mains Faut investir, acheter des appartements, percer tout de suite, pas demain
Je rêve, je suis dans ma tête, les yeux vers le plafond Je fais mes plans en tête, c’est pour ça que je médite à fond Je sais que ça ne sert à rien de rêver si les actions ne suivent pas Pour ma part, je dois me lever, les paroles ne suffisent pas
EN
I dream of seeing the day when I'll be crowned I've given myself body and soul, I've done everything for the Game, I dream of a world where we share, I've done everything for my people All work deserves a reward, I'm not doing it for breadcrumbs
I dream of a better life, I pray for everything to change one fine morning I dream of seeing our young people walk hand in hand together Where everyone is taken into account, speaks freely I know that this world is possible, I believe in it, and I'm sure of it
I dream of a world where I'm judged by actions Not by my color, not by my orientations For my dreams to come true, everyone must take action The climate is warming, and I'm sounding the alarm
You had to get your hands dirty, I went all in You have to invest, buy apartments, make it happen now, not tomorrow I dream, I'm in my head, eyes to the ceiling I make plans in my head, that's why I meditate deeply
I know it's useless to dream if actions don't follow For my part, I have to get up, words alone aren't enough Optimistic, I dream of succeeding even when everything goes wrong Anyway, I don't have a choice, opportunist for my family
I have to work hard, I dream of a big salary To stop worrying about the end of the month I dream of winning, bringing the trophy home I'm listening because we still haven't got it right
That women are respected, that women are not afraid of anything It's the world I dream of living in, less war, more peace You had to get your hands dirty, I went all in You have to invest, buy apartments, make it happen now, not tomorrow
I dream, I'm in my head, eyes to the ceiling I make plans in my head, that's why I meditate deeply I know it's useless to dream if actions don't follow For my part, I have to get up, words alone aren't enough.
French rap, hip-hop. Disturbing, dark & fatal. Male rapper, synth & rhythm. Ideal for social drama, street culture & suburban life. Lyrics about French rap, hip-hop. Disturbing, dark & fatal. Male rapper, synth & rhythm. Ideal for social drama, street culture & suburban life. Lyrics about solidarity & force.歌词
FR
On hustle de midi jusqu’à minuit, aye, Tout est saisie, On vie pas la même vie, nan, Fait pas le sosie,
Toi j’te connais T’es que de passage, uh, Un peu comme Covid, J’écrivais pour passer le temps maintenant je suis en bolide,
On l'a tous fait, On l'a cru, Mais nos rêves nous sauveront plus, Alors on taf toujours en peur,
De pas atteindre ce qu’on s'était du, Les aptitudes ne régressent pas, La bête devient un diable, Si tu te penses prendre une place, On ne peut pas finir à l'amiable, L'armure est blindée, on est ready,
On reste solide, On reste solide, On reste solide, Quand tu connais le game c'est easy, yeah,
On reste solide, On reste solide, On reste solide, Si on se check depuis le berceau, aye,
On reste solidaire, On reste solidaire, On reste solidaire, Le temps s’écoule on reste les mêmes,
On reste solidaire, On reste solidaire, On reste solidaire.
EN
We hustle from noon until midnight, aye, Everything is seized, We don't live the same life, no, Don't act like a copy,
I know you, You're just passing through, uh, A bit like Covid, I used to write to pass the time, now I'm in a fast car,
We've all done it, We believed it, But our dreams won't save us anymore, So we work in fear,
Of not achieving what we had promised ourselves, Skills don't regress, The beast becomes a devil, If you think you can take a place, We can't finish amicably, The armor is fortified, we're ready,
We stay strong, We stay strong, We stay strong, When you know the game, it's easy, yeah,
We stay strong, We stay strong, We stay strong, If we've known each other since the cradle, aye,
We stay united, We stay united, We stay united, Time passes, but we remain the same,
French rap, hip-hop. Solar, conqueror & triumphant. Male rapper, brass & rhythm. Ideal for victories, team sports & street culture. Lyrics about French rap, hip-hop. Solar, conqueror & triumphant. Male rapper, brass & rhythm. Ideal for victories, team sports & street culture. Lyrics about fraternity & brotherhood. 歌词
FR
On tombe à pic, On monte en force, On a pris des risques, Pour devenir des boss, Quand tu ne sais pas gérer le biz, La vie devient moche, On a encaissé les bleus, pour toucher les billets mauves, On a fait le taf, taf, Tu vois le regard sur ma face, face, Ici On n'honore pas les lâches, lâches, arrive en force, tu sens la basse, basse, Hey, On tombe à pic, On monte en force, On s'active pour la mif, La puissance vient du torse, Pas de couteau dans le dos, Mes anges ont fait le taf, C'est seulement pour les bros, On n'a pas changé la base, C'est que pour la team, Team, team, team, team, team, On travaille pour le dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, tu connais.
Je ramène le heat comme Jimmy, Il paraît que gagner embellit, Et on dirait que j'ai touché plusieurs millions, Chacun son niveau, tu connais ta place, Ou la vie te le rappellera très vite, J'augmente les ventes, et je double le score, On est riches comme des enfants d'élite, On a fait le taf, taf, Tu vois le regard sur ma face, face, Ici On n'honore pas les lâches, lâches, arrive en force, tu sens la basse, basse, Hey, On tombe à pic, On monte en force, On s'active pour la mif, La puissance vient du torse, Pas de couteau dans le dos, Mes anges ont fait le taf, C'est seulement pour les bros, On n'a pas changé la base, C'est que pour la team, Team, team, team, team, team, On travaille pour le dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, tu connais.
EN
We put in the work, work, see the look on my face, face, Here we don't honor cowards, cowards, come strong, feel the bass, bass, Hey, we fall into place, we rise in force, We hustle for the fam, power from the core, No knives in our back, my angels did the chore, It's all for the bros, we haven't changed the core, It's all for the team, team, team, team, team, we chase the dream, dream, dream, dream, you know.
I bring the heat like Jimmy, They say winning embellishes, And it seems I've touched several millions, Everyone has their level, you know your space, Or life will remind you, quick and not in haste, I boost the sales, and I double the score, We're rich like elite children, We put in the work, work, see the look on my face, face, Here we don't honor cowards, cowards, come strong, feel the bass, bass, Hey, we fall into place, we rise in force, We hustle for the fam, power from the core, No knives in our back, my angels did the chore, It's all for the bros, we haven't changed the core, It's all for the team, team, team, team, team, we chase the dream, dream, dream, dream, you know.
Gypsy swing. Decided but relaxed. French jazz of the 40s & 50s. Jazz guitar, clarinet, keyboard & rhythm. Suggested for old-fashioned lifestyle & Gypsy swing. Decided but relaxed. French jazz of the 40s & 50s. Jazz guitar, clarinet, keyboard & rhythm. Suggested for old-fashioned lifestyle & French cinema.
Raucous, sharp, punk. Tinny bassline sets out a fast rhythm, joined by explosive drums into heavy rock punk instrumentation. Sharp bassline creates a Raucous, sharp, punk. Tinny bassline sets out a fast rhythm, joined by explosive drums into heavy rock punk instrumentation. Sharp bassline creates a rebellious atmosphere. Shouted lyrics about an individual who drinks alcohol late at night and moves through life with a fiery sense of fun. Likening subject to a riot, connotations of roughness and violence. Visions of mosh pits and flailing limbs. An attraction to chaos and destruction.歌词
I met her late, late one night, Could have been seven, wasn’t looking at the time,
Eight hours passed, til we saw the sunlight,
She’s a riot, taking up my time.
Swapped numbers, took her for a date,
Got on like a house on fire, like a best mate,
Took her to a bar, she liked Chardonnay wine,
She’s a riot, and that’s what I like.
She’s riot, messing up my life,
She’s riot, messing up my life,
She’s riot, messing up my life,
She’s a riot, and that’s what I like.
She’s riot, messing up my life,
She’s riot, messing up my life,
She’s riot, messing up my life,
She’s a riot, and that’s what I like.
10 weeks, 10 months, 10 years that have passed,
Missed funerals, interviews, and flights for a start,
Raucous, sharp, punk. Tinny bassline sets out a fast rhythm, joined by explosive drums into heavy rock punk instrumentation. Sharp bassline creates a Raucous, sharp, punk. Tinny bassline sets out a fast rhythm, joined by explosive drums into heavy rock punk instrumentation. Sharp bassline creates a rebellious atmosphere. Visions of mosh pits and flailing limbs. An attraction to chaos and destruction. Instrumental version.
Raucous, sharp, punk. Tinny bassline sets out a fast rhythm, joined by explosive drums into heavy rock punk instrumentation. Sharp bassline creates a Raucous, sharp, punk. Tinny bassline sets out a fast rhythm, joined by explosive drums into heavy rock punk instrumentation. Sharp bassline creates a rebellious atmosphere. Visions of mosh pits and flailing limbs. An attraction to chaos and destruction. Stripped back underscore version.
