70's. TV Show. Opening. Determined & positive. Electric guitar, big ...70's. TV Show. Opening. Determined & positive. Electric guitar, big band & rhythm.
70's. TV series. Jazzy. TV Show. Opening. Determined & positive. Big ...70's. TV series. Jazzy. TV Show. Opening. Determined & positive. Big band & rhythm.
70's. 80's. Show TV. Jingle. Opening. Powerful & ascending. Big band ...70's. 80's. Show TV. Jingle. Opening. Powerful & ascending. Big band orchestra.
70's. 80's. Show TV. Jingle. Opening. Powerful & ascending. Big band ...70's. 80's. Show TV. Jingle. Opening. Powerful & ascending. Big band orchestra.
Dynamic, but relax & sensual. Fx filter. Sampled female voice, ...Dynamic, but relax & sensual. Fx filter. Sampled female voice, electric keyboard & rhythm.歌词
Vous avez choisi? Caviar d’aubergines, betteraves, Oeuf mayonnaise, choux rouges, Nems crevettes, salade, Beignets d’oignons,Terrine de foie de lapin, Melon, tartar de saumon, Assiette de crudités, Salade de tomates, Avocats. Escalope normande, poulet Tandoori, Confit de canard, épinards hachés, Foie gras poilé, mijoté de boeuf,Entrecôte bien grillée, côtes de porc, Tarte aux poireaux, poulet au curry, Dorade royale, crêpes ou soupe. Euh… qu’est-ce que je prends? Tarte mirabelle, crumble aux pommes,Crème aux oeufs, cannelés, Sorbets cassis, crème brûlée, Sorbet passion, sorbet framboise, Pain perdu, mille-feuilles, Salade de fruits, tiramisu, Crème au chocolat, mousse au chocolat, Tarte Tatin ou tarte abricots. Bah, y’a pas de boisson?
Dynamic, but relax & sensual. Fx filter. Sampled female voice, ...Dynamic, but relax & sensual. Fx filter. Sampled female voice, electric keyboard & rhythm.
Song. 1880. Sung in Napolitan. Dancing & joyful. Male voice, piano, ...Song. 1880. Sung in Napolitan. Dancing & joyful. Male voice, piano, mandolin, acoustic guitar, flutes & tambourin.歌词
Napoletano:Aieressera, oì nanninè, me ne sagliette, tu saie addò tu saie addò Addò 'stu core 'ngrato cchiù dispietto farme nun pò! Addò lo fuoco coce, ma si fuie Te lassa sta! E nun te corre appriesso, nun te struie, 'ncielo a guardà!... Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, Funiculì, funiculà! Né... jammo da la terra a la montagna! no passo nc'è! Se vede Francia, Proceta e la Spagna... Io veco a tte! Tirato co la fune, ditto 'nfatto, 'ncielo se va.. Se va comm' 'à lu viento a l'intrasatto, guè, saglie sà! Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, Funiculì, funiculà! Se n' 'è sagliuta, oì né, se n' 'è sagliuta la capa già! È gghiuta, pò è turnata, pò è venuta... Sta sempe ccà! La capa vota, vota, attuorno, attuorno, Attuorno a tte! Sto core canta sempe Nu taluorno Sposammo, oì né! Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, Funiculì, funiculà!
Français:Hier soir, Annette, je suis monté Devine où ? Où ce cœur ingrat ne peut plus m'embêter! Là où le feu brûle, mais si tu te sauves Il te laisse tranquille Et ne te poursuit pas, ni ne se lasse de contempler le ciel! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Funiculi, funiculè, funiculi, funiculaire ! Allons au sommet, funiculì, funiculaire ! Allons de la terre à la montagne, il n'y a qu'un pas. On voit la France, Procida et l'Espagne, moi je te vois toi! Avec le funiculaire, aussitôt dit aussitôt fait, nous sommes montés au ciel... Allons comme le vent, montons, montons! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Funiculi, funiculè, funiculi, funiculaire! Allons au sommet, funiculì, funiculaire! Si on ne l'a pas perdue, Annette, si on n'a pas encore perdu la tête, Elle y est allée, a tourné, en est revenue, et elle est toujours là! La tête tourne, tourne autour, autour de toi ! Et mon cœur chante toujours: un jour Annette épouse-moi! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Funiculi, funiculè, funiculi, funiculaire! Allons au sommet, funiculì, funiculaire !
English: I climbed up high this evening, oh, Nanetta,Do you know where? Do you know where?Where this ungrateful heartNo longer pains me! No longer pains me!Where fire burns, but if you run away,It lets you be, it lets you be!It doesn't follow after or torment youJust with a look, just with a look. Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula!To the top we'll go, funiculi, funicula!Let's go from here below up to the mountain,A step away! A step away!You can see France, Procida, and Spain,And I see you! And I see you!You rise, pulled by a cable, quick as a wink,Into the sky! Into the sky!We'll rise up like a whirlwind all of a suddenKnows how to do! Knows how to do! Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula!To the top we'll go, funiculi, funicula!The car has climbed up high, see, climbed up high now,Right to the top! Right to the top!It went, and turned around, and came back down,And now it's stopped! And now it's stopped!The top is turning round, and round, and round,Around yourself! Around yourself!My heart is singing the same refrain:We should be wed! We should be wed!Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula!To the top we'll go, funiculi, funicula! p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Arial; color: #000000} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #000000; min-height: 14.0px} p.p3 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #000000} span.s1 {font-kerning: none} span.s2 {font: 12.0px Arial; font-kerning: none}
Italiano: A Londra sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Londra sono stato a mangiare un po’ di gnocchi. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, dei gnocchi cosi cotti, Che sembrano cemento! A Parigi sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Parigi sono stato a mangiare maccheroni. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Tre scarsi maccheroni, che del gusto solo l’ombra! Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma !Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso. A Pechino loro fanno, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Pechino loro fanno Stranissimi spaghetti. Mangiar con le bacchette, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Ma mangiar con le bacchette, c'è da diventar matto! A Miami ho ordinato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Miami ho ordinato Pesto e parmigiano. E che mi hanno portato? Mamma mia, Mamma mia, E che mi hanno portato? Ketchup e coca cola!Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso.
Français: Je suis allé à Londres, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Londres manger des gnocchis.Le chef m’a servi, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Des gnocchis tellement cuits,Qu’on aurait dit du ciment. Je suis allé à Paris, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Paris manger des maccheronis.Le chef m’a servit, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Trois pauvres maccheronis, qui n’avait que l’ombre de leur goût ! Ah Mamma mia, tes pâtesAux tomates,Personne ne sait la faireAvec ta sauce aux piments.Des raviolis, des tortellinis,Et l’huile d’olive,De maman, Mamma mia, je suis au paradis A Pekin il font, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Pekin il fontD’étranges spaghettis.Manger avec les baguettes, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Mais manger avec les baguettes, c’est à devenir fou
A Miami j’ai commandé, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Miami j’ai commandé,Du pesto et du parmesan.Et qu’est-ce qu’ils m’ont apporté ?Du ketchup et du coca cola !!
English: I went to London, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to London and ate gnocchi.The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Gnocchi so overcookedYou’d have thought it was cement. I went to Paris Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to Paris and ate maccheroni, The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Three poor maccheroni, a pale shadow. Ah !Mamma mia,
your pastaWith tomatoes,No one, can make it your spicy sauceMamma’s ravioli, tortellini,And olive oilMamma mia I am in heaven In Peking they make Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Peking they make strange spaghettiTo eat with chopsticks,
Mamma mia, Mamma mia,But to eat with chopsticks is to go crazy. In Miami I ordered Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Miami I orderedPesto and parmesan.And what did they bring me?Ketchup and a Coca cola!!
Playful, energetic, A rising string flourish is joined by propulsive ...Playful, energetic, A rising string flourish is joined by propulsive pizzicato and string hits, mischievous melodies, flute, horns and mallets. Rollicking dramedy chase cue full of quirky energy. Spooky middle section from 00:38 with haunting xylophone melodies and ghostly scraped strings builds through moments of fun, positivity, suspense and silliness to a dramatic finale and tense outro.
Playful, energetic, A rising string flourish is joined by propulsive ...Playful, energetic, A rising string flourish is joined by propulsive pizzicato and string hits, mischievous melodies, flute, horns and mallets. Rollicking dramedy chase cue full of quirky energy. Spooky middle section from 00:13 with haunting xylophone melodies and ghostly scraped strings builds through moments of fun, positivity, suspense and silliness.
Moody, driving, rousing. Mysterious and reflective mallets are joined ...Moody, driving, rousing. Mysterious and reflective mallets are joined by propulsive, chugging short strings. Builds in determination with brooding and emotive orchestral layers. Contemporary classical cue which moves through hopeful, positive and investigative moments.
Moody, driving, rousing. Mysterious and reflective mallets are joined ...Moody, driving, rousing. Mysterious and reflective mallets are joined by propulsive, chugging short strings. Builds in determination with brooding and emotive orchestral layers. Contemporary classical cue which moves through hopeful, positive and investigative moments. Stripped back underscore version.
Moody, driving, rousing. Mysterious and reflective mallets are joined ...Moody, driving, rousing. Mysterious and reflective mallets are joined by propulsive, chugging short strings. Builds in determination with brooding and emotive orchestral layers. Contemporary classical cue which moves through hopeful, positive and investigative moments.
Minimal, dark, suspenseful. Brooding piano and pizzicato strings with ...Minimal, dark, suspenseful. Brooding piano and pizzicato strings with dramatic mallet and short string flourishes weave with eerie string bends and mysterious woodwind, building to a determined, dramatic finale. Spooky, uneasy and restless orchestral waltz.
Minimal, dark, suspenseful. Brooding piano and pizzicato strings with ...Minimal, dark, suspenseful. Brooding piano and pizzicato strings with dramatic mallet and short string flourishes weave with eerie string bends and mysterious woodwind, building to a determined, dramatic finale. Spooky, uneasy and restless orchestral waltz.
Wondrous, dreamy, hypnotic. Bright, glimmering electronic textures ...Wondrous, dreamy, hypnotic. Bright, glimmering electronic textures with piano drift reflectively, joined by subtle beats at 00:25. Inspiring and lightly rousing electronic cue with a meditative, heartfelt feel. Emotive and mesmerising, becoming more propulsive, determined and rousing with wordless vocals and expressive strings, with moments of glitchy sound design.
Wondrous, dreamy, hypnotic. Bright, glimmering electronic textures ...Wondrous, dreamy, hypnotic. Bright, glimmering electronic textures and piano drift reflectively with subtle beats. Inspiring and lightly rousing electronic cue with a meditative, heartfelt feel. Emotive and mesmerising, becoming more propulsive, determined and rousing with wordless vocals and expressive strings, with moments of glitchy sound design.
Relaxed, playful, quirky. Cool, propulsive drums with upbeat electric ...Relaxed, playful, quirky. Cool, propulsive drums with upbeat electric guitar melodies and brass and woodwind motifs build to lighthearted and carefree chorus section with reflective keyboard. Fun and determined instrumental 60's jazz cue with attitude and style.
Expansive, reflective, mysterious. Minimal beginning of deep bass ...Expansive, reflective, mysterious. Minimal beginning of deep bass synth sustains is joined by subtle percussive textures and delicately clicking beats, growing in strength. Wondrous synth pads and bright, synth toplines dance and drift ethereally. Gradually evolving ambient electronica which builds in hypnotic sonic layers through minimal, dreamy moments to heights of brooding drama with growling, discordant textures and guitar FX to reach determined, investigative peaks.
Expansive, reflective, mysterious. Minimal beginning of deep bass ...Expansive, reflective, mysterious. Minimal beginning of deep bass synth sustains is joined by delicately clicking beats, growing in strength. Wondrous synth pads dance and drift ethereally. Gradually evolving ambient electronica which builds in hypnotic sonic layers through minimal, dreamy moments to heights of brooding drama with guitar to reach determined, investigative peaks. Stripped back underscore version.
Dreamy, organic, wondrous. Melancholic intro of ethereal synth pad ...Dreamy, organic, wondrous. Melancholic intro of ethereal synth pad swells, drifting mysteriously with glimmering, atmospheric textures. Moves from cold otherworldliness to characterful reflection from 01:44 with intriguing, reverberating keyboard melodies and propulsive percussive and chiming electronic textures. Expansive, contemporary electronica with bleak, mournful moments, but a sense of reverence and rousing, enduring hope.
Dreamy, organic, wondrous. Melancholic intro of ethereal synth pad ...Dreamy, organic, wondrous. Melancholic intro of ethereal synth pad swells, drifting mysteriously with glimmering, atmospheric textures. Moves from cold otherworldliness to characterful reflection from 01:44 with intriguing, reverberating keyboard melodies. Expansive, contemporary electronica with bleak, mournful moments, but a sense of reverence and rousing, enduring hope. Stripped back underscore version.