Indie folk ballad. Intimate, thoughtful & emotional. Male singer, Indie folk ballad. Intimate, thoughtful & emotional. Male singer, constant piano arpeggio & folk guitar. Suggested for nature drama, documentary & indie films.歌词
You’ll Turn Blizzard Into ZephyrAuteur/compositeur : Thomas Rozès
The icy head wind of truth rises.A mantle of snow will soon cover my innocence. Sweetie, your heart is so warm,You’ll turn blizzard into zephyr. Then will come out the rainbows,Sunflowers shall bloom on your land
Swagger, contemporary, determined. Suspenseful synth introduction is Swagger, contemporary, determined. Suspenseful synth introduction is joined by cool electronic hip hop beats and brooding, confident male vocals, dreamy, hypnotic synths and dramatic vocal shout outs. Commercial and atmospheric style pop with attitude.歌词
Look alive, Living in the moment til I die. I’ve been feeling like I’m in the sky, Is it a bird or a plane I can fly (yeah) Lately I’ve been feeling so alive.
I feel alive, I feel alive, (yeah) Living up the moment girl ___, I got with me I don’t even lie, She gon' hit me up just for the night.
For the night, I feel alive, I been swerving lanes like I was going crazy, She asked me if I love her girl I told her maybe.
[Repeat Chorus]
Lately I’ve been feeling so alive.
[Repeat Verse]
All my dogs we pull up like the navy.
Living in the moment til I die. I’ve been feeling like I’m in the sky, Is it a bird or a plane I can fly (yeah) Lately I’ve been feeling so alive.
Living in the moment til I die. I’ve been feeling like I’m in the sky, Is it a bird or a plane girl it’s I (yeah) Lately I’ve been feeling so alive.
Swagger, contemporary, determined. Suspenseful synth introduction is Swagger, contemporary, determined. Suspenseful synth introduction is joined by cool electronic hip hop beats and dreamy, hypnotic synths. Commercial and atmospheric style pop with attitude.
Swagger, contemporary, determined. Suspenseful synth introduction is Swagger, contemporary, determined. Suspenseful synth introduction is joined by cool electronic hip hop beats and brooding, confident male vocals, dreamy, hypnotic synths and dramatic vocal shout outs. Commercial and atmospheric style pop with attitude.
Swagger, contemporary, determined. Suspenseful synth introduction is Swagger, contemporary, determined. Suspenseful synth introduction is joined by cool electronic hip hop beats and dreamy, hypnotic synths. Commercial and atmospheric style pop with attitude. Stripped back underscore version.
Pop song / contemporary soul. Driving, catchy & groovy. Male singer, Pop song / contemporary soul. Driving, catchy & groovy. Male singer, synth & rhythm.歌词
Let's try to sayThat you're lovingThat you're risingIt's not so badThat's what you sayYou're insaneCause you're lovingAnd now it's heavenIt's what you sayCause here's the painCause here's the mainIt sounds scaryYou wanna go backI need to goJust take it backBefore the storm That's what you sayThat you're lovingThat you're fadingIt's not so badHere's what you sayYou're insaneCause you're lovingThere's no more heavenLet's try to you sayCause here's the mainCause here's the jailIt's so scaryYou fall on your backToo late to goYou look at your backI feel the storm But if you playYou have to know Which is the end you really want to go
Summery, laid-back, romantic. Cool drums with positive brass Summery, laid-back, romantic. Cool drums with positive brass melodies, dreamy keyboards and expansive electric guitars are joined by relaxed male vocals. Atmospheric and soulful pop with carefree instrumental sections and a warm, playful vibe.
Summery, laid-back, romantic. Cool drums with positive brass melodies Summery, laid-back, romantic. Cool drums with positive brass melodies are joined by dreamy keyboards and expansive electric guitars. Atmospheric and soulful pop with carefree sections and a warm, playful vibe.
Summery, laid-back, romantic. Cool drums with positive brass Summery, laid-back, romantic. Cool drums with positive brass melodies, dreamy keyboards and expansive electric guitars are joined by relaxed male vocals. Atmospheric and soulful pop with a warm, playful vibe.
Positive, summery, carefree. Cool drums are joined by playful bass, Positive, summery, carefree. Cool drums are joined by playful bass, upbeat piano melodies and atmospheric, confident male vocals. Laid-back, happy soul song with a retro vibe, which builds to fun, celebratory choruses with warm vocal harmonies and catchy riffs to get you dancing.
Positive, summery, carefree. Cool drums are joined by playful bass Positive, summery, carefree. Cool drums are joined by playful bass and upbeat piano melodies. Laid-back, happy soul song with a retro vibe, which builds to fun, celebratory choruses with catchy riffs to get you dancing.
Positive, summery, carefree. Cool drums are joined by playful bass, Positive, summery, carefree. Cool drums are joined by playful bass, upbeat piano melodies and atmospheric, confident male vocals. Laid-back, happy soul song with a retro vibe, which builds to a fun, celebratory chorus with warm vocal harmonies and catchy riffs to get you dancing.
Song sung in French. 30's. Jazzy, mischievous & loving. Male & female Song sung in French. 30's. Jazzy, mischievous & loving. Male & female singer duet, piano, bassoon & rhythm.歌词
Un reflet de vous dans la vitrineEt mon cœur soudain se ranimeComme au ciné ou dans les magazinesUn reflet de vousVos yeux qui m’entraînentVotre charme de ParisienneVotre silhouette sur la mienneUn reflet de vous,Votre taille fineDéjà je vous imagine...Au volant de votre DauphineEntre Paris et Morzine
Un reflet de vous dans la vitrineEt mon cœur soudain s’illumineDu bout des yeux je vous devineUn sourire de vous,Vos fines moustachesQui se reflètent dans la glaceEt ce bonheur qui me dépasseUn veston croisé,Le regard en coinVotre charme parisienUn reflet de vous, je vous vois sur l’heureFringant sur votre scooter
Un reflet de nousDedans la vitrineLe destin qui se dessineAu volant d’une limousineNous partirons pour la Chine(Adieu, partons pour la Chine)
English translation : UN REFLET DE VOUS
Your réflection in the windowAnd my heart leaps upLike in the movies or in the magazinesYour reflectionYour eyes enchant meYour Parisian charmYour silhouette on mineYour reflectionYour slim waistAlready I imagine you…At the wheel of your DauphineBetween Paris and Morzine Your reflection in the windowAnd my heart suddenly brightensWith a glimpse I make you outYour smileYour fine moustacheReflected in the mirrorAnd the happiness I can but imagineA double-breasted jacketA sidelong glanceYour Parisian charmYour reflection, I see you straight awayA dashing image on your scooter
Your reflectionIn the windowDestiny is drawnAt the wheel of a limousineWe’re off to the China
Song sung in French. 30's & 40's. Funny & bouncy. Male singer, piano, Song sung in French. 30's & 40's. Funny & bouncy. Male singer, piano, fllute & rhythm.歌词
Les jambes des femmesSont des ciseauxElles tranchent la vieEn petits morceauxComme des becs d’oiseaux enivrésVolant au-dessus de la mer Moi j’aime avoir les pieds sur terreRacines au sol et tête en l’airPour contempler le ciel d’azurEt le spectacle de ces fruits murs Les mains des femmesDes papillonsElles parlent et jouentCaressent aussiElles sont des griffes de lionnes sauvagesTiennent la vie Et les hommes aussi Ma chère MadeleineN’est pas comme çaDe ces dix doigts M’étreint le cœurSes belles gambettesSont toujours prêtes Pour une ballade A bicyclette
English translation : Les Jambes des Femmes Ladies’s legs Are scissorsThey cut life upInto little piecesLike beaks of drunken birdsFlying over the sea
Myself, I like having my feet on the groundRooted to the soil and my head in the cloudsTo contemplate the azur skyAnd the spectacle of ripened fruits Ladies’ handsAre butterfliesThey talk and playAnd caress They are the claws of wild lionessesGripping lifeAnd, at the same time, men My dear MadeleineIs that not howThese ten fingersTighten my heartHer beautiful legsAre always
Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Singer & accordion.歌词
Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre,
Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle,
À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle,
Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait pas connu son père, Elle avait plus de mère, Et depuis 1900,A’ demeurait chez sa vieille aïeule Où qu'à s'élevait comme ça, toute seule, Rue Saint-Vincent. À travaillait déjà pour vivre Et les soirs de givre, Dans le froid noir et glaçant, Son petit fichu sur les épaules, À rentrait par la rue des Saules, Rue Saint-Vincent.
Elle voyait dans les nuit gelées, La nappe étoilée, Et la lune en croissant Qui brillait, blanche et fatidique Sur la petite croix de la basilique, Rue Saint-Vincent. L'été, par les chauds crépuscules, A rencontré Jules, Qu'était si caressant, Qu'à restait la soirée entière, Avec lui près du vieux cimetière, Rue Saint-Vincent. Et je petit Jules était de la tierce Qui soutient la gerce, Aussi l'adolescent, Voyant qu'elle marchait pantre, D'un coup de surin lui troua le ventre, Rue Saint-Vincent. Quand ils l'ont couché sur la planche, Elle était toute blanche, Même qu'en l'ensevelissant, Les croque-morts disaient que la pauvre gosse Était crevé le soir de sa noce, Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre, Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle, À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle, Rue Saint-Vincent.
English translation : RUE SAINT VINCENT She had not known her fatherHer mother was goneAnd since 1900She lived in her old grandma’ s houseWhere she took care of herself She was already working for livingAnd on frosty evenings In the black freezing coldHer little shawl aroun her shouldersShe came home by the rue des SaulesRue Saint-Vincent. In these frozen nightsShe saw the curtain of the starsAnd the crescent moonShining white and fatefulOn the little croce of the basilicaRue Saint-Vincent. By the warm summer twilightShe would meet Jules,Who was so tenderShe would stay all evening longWith him near the old cemeteryRue Saint-Vincent. And the young Jules was a good-for-nothingPimping the girlsWhen this kidSaw she was not playing the gameHe stabbed her in the stomachRue Saint-Vincent. When they laid her outShe was all white.The undertakers burying herSaid that the poor childCroaked on her wedding day
Beneath her marten hatOn the Butte Montmartre,She had an innocent little air.She was called Rose, she was beautifulWith a scent like a young flowerRue Saint-Vincent.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Solo accordion.
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.
Uplifting, positive, fun. Stomping drums with cool electric guitar Uplifting, positive, fun. Stomping drums with cool electric guitar riffs and bright, 80's synths are joined by soulful and confident male vocals. Inspiring and energetic pop with euphoric, summery choruses to get you dancing.歌词
Uplifting, positive, fun. Stomping drums with cool electric guitar Uplifting, positive, fun. Stomping drums with cool electric guitar riffs and bright, 80's synths. Inspiring and energetic pop with euphoric, summery choruses to get you dancing.
Electro pop. Solar, catchy & lively. Electric guitar, synth, male Electro pop. Solar, catchy & lively. Electric guitar, synth, male singer & rhythm.歌词
As i dreamed to stop the fog I was standing in the dark Looking back at you But i couldn't see through the fog Sun was in my face And i was in the stars Looking down at you But you were way too far Far away Hey Alright Can get some Thats right All night baby i got everything weighing on me Don't you ever say I don't believe in anything You'll see Its alright to leave we got anything holding on meWe can always disappear All i could be is anything Well see Far away Step through the night Know that I've got you... These in the skies, dreams really come true... Step through the night Know that I've got you... Its better to know to fall in free Its better to know to fall in free
Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into heavy slow beat with chugging bass. Male vocals deliver passionate ode to a lover in a final farewell, a tearjerking moment seen through a glittery pop style. High-pitched vocals give an emotive vibe, backed by tenacious R&B-coded electronica.歌词
I’m not gonna waste my time, There’s nothing else left to say, I’m finally moving on, This is our last goodbye.
I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you.
Your words are sweet, But I still taste the lies, And I got the receipts, The truth hurts, but it’s all right.
I burned all of your T-shirts, Ripped your pictures off the wall, I cried out, all my tears, I feel better that you’re gone.
I’m not gonna waste my time, There’s nothing else left to say, I’m finally moving on, This is our last goodbye.
I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you.
Aint no turning back, Turning back, Turning back.
It’s time to say goodbye, Say goodbye, Say goodbye.
I should have ignored the red flags, But I, can’t play the game, Now I’m so glad we’re over it, And I learned from my mistakes.
I don’t wanna waste my time, There’s nothing else left to say, I’m finally moving on, This is our last goodbye.
I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you.
Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into heavy slow beat with chugging bass. A sense of emotion from bass melody and euphoria. Tenacious R&B-coded electronica. Instrumental version.
Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into heavy slow beat with chugging bass. A sense of emotion from bass melody and euphoria. Tenacious R&B-coded electronica. Stripped back underscore version.
Eerie, hypnotic, trippy. Screeching strings create a strange Eerie, hypnotic, trippy. Screeching strings create a strange dissonance, falling into a sultry rhythm with slow, calculated drums. Male vocals whisper in an otherworldly and sultry style. A strange location in a faraway country, with smokey dark bars and hideaways.歌词
Asiklar, yakinda, yakinda bulusacaksiniz, kavusacaksiniz, asiklar, gozlerinizi acin artik, bu dunyada, Sevda gibi birsey yoktur, Kalmamis, Bu kahbe dunyada, Ask yoktur.
Beni bir gun, Farkedermisin, Bir adim atip, gelirmisin, Sevgilim, askim, hayatim, bana dermisin, Eyvallah sevenlere, inancinizi kaybetmeyin, Bu olumcu dunyada, Sizlere cok sabir dilerim.
Eerie, hypnotic, trippy. Screeching strings create a strange Eerie, hypnotic, trippy. Screeching strings create a strange dissonance, falling into a sultry rhythm with slow, calculated drums. A strange location in a faraway country, with smokey dark bars and hideaways. Instrumental version.
Eerie, hypnotic, trippy. Screeching dissonance falls into a sultry Eerie, hypnotic, trippy. Screeching dissonance falls into a sultry rhythm. A strange location in a faraway country, with smokey dark bars and hideaways. Bed version.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky riff gives an Arabic style Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky riff gives an Arabic style with rapid hand drums diving into rock instrumentation. Male vocals rise with passion and a mysterious persona. Rock style offers a modern energy, a Turkish city, with cars and billboards. Passionate vocals offer tinges of grief and heartbreak. Hypnotic solo @ 1'40 gives a crazed energy.歌词
Ilgıt ılgıt esen seher yelleri, Doğru gelir doğru gider mi yâr yâr, Hakkın emri ile çürüyen canlar, Verdiği ikrarda durur mu yâr yâr.
Pazarlık mı olur adil dükkanda, Meylim muhabbetim kaldı insanda, Bu divan olmazsa ulu divanda, Dost benim sualim verir mi yâr yâr.
Pir Sultan Abdal‟ım kalbi zâr olan, Döner mi sözünden gerçek er olan, Senin gibi ahdı sadık yâr olan, Verdiği ikrardan döner mi yâr yâr.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky riff gives an Arabic style Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky riff gives an Arabic style with rapid hand drums diving into rock instrumentation. Rock style offers a modern energy, a Turkish city, with cars and billboards. Hypnotic solo @ 1'40 gives a crazed energy. Instrumental version.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Hand drums give way to distorted Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Hand drums give way to distorted guitar stabs Rock style offers a modern energy, a Turkish city, with cars and billboards. Bed version.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Hand drums give way to rock bassline Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Hand drums give way to rock bassline and fast-paced drumming. Rock style offers a modern energy, a Turkish city, with cars and billboards. Bed sparse version.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky detuned riff gives an Arabic Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky detuned riff gives an Arabic style with bass inspiring a rock energy. A trippy energy from effected guitars and minor chords. Stripped back underscore version.
Fun, poppy, strange. Vocal pops and breaths create a textured layer Fun, poppy, strange. Vocal pops and breaths create a textured layer of vocals, humming lower voice creates a basis as percussive sounds emanate from clicks and pops. A childlike atmosphere, a kids TV show or a freeform art project. A troop of performers doing mime or performance art.
Fun, poppy, strange. Vocal pops and breaths create a textured layer Fun, poppy, strange. Vocal pops and breaths create a textured layer humming lower voice creates a basis as percussive sounds emanate from clicks and pops. A childlike atmosphere, a kids TV show or a freeform art project. A troop of performers doing mime or performance art. Sparse bed version.
Buoyant, climactic, theatrical. Clicks and pops from male vocals give Buoyant, climactic, theatrical. Clicks and pops from male vocals give a homemade style of rhythm, echo offering a sense of atmosphere. Pedal vocal note offers foundational rhythm for strange vocal performance, a sense of momentum. An eerie atmosphere with a sense of rhythm supported by jungle drums and 01:20.
Buoyant, climactic, theatrical. Clicks and pops from male vocals give Buoyant, climactic, theatrical. Clicks and pops from male vocals give a homemade style of rhythm, echo offering a sense of atmosphere. Pedal vocal note offers foundational rhythm for strange vocal performance, a sense of momentum. An eerie atmosphere with a sense of rhythm. No percussion bed version.
Buoyant, climactic, theatrical. Clicks and pops from male vocals give Buoyant, climactic, theatrical. Clicks and pops from male vocals give a homemade style of rhythm, echo offering a sense of atmosphere. Light tambourine conveys a sense of momentum. An eerie atmosphere with a sense of rhythm. Big kick drum opens out sound with proud drumming and percussive support. Sparse bed version.
Fractured, ghostly, otherworldly. Rushed burping vocals lead into Fractured, ghostly, otherworldly. Rushed burping vocals lead into echoed female vocals in a ghostly plane with echoing reverb and unpredictable melodies. An unknown place as large impacts hit at 00:48 offering danger and dread. Disaster as electronic screeching bursts out at 01:28, a rough and dreadful moment.
Fractured, ghostly, otherworldly. Rushed burping vocals lead into Fractured, ghostly, otherworldly. Rushed burping vocals lead into echoed female vocals in a ghostly plane with echoing reverb and unpredictable melodies. An unknown place as large impacts hit at 00:48 offering danger and dread. Disaster as electronic screeching bursts out at 01:28, a rough and dreadful moment. No percussion bed version.
Fractured, ghostly, otherworldly. Rushed burping vocals lead into Fractured, ghostly, otherworldly. Rushed burping vocals lead into echoed female vocals in a ghostly plane with echoing reverb and unpredictable melodies. An unknown place filled with mystery and life-threatening peril. Delayed voices and strange throat noises meet with electronic impacts. Sparse bed version.
