Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Sparking Arabic strings launch into ...Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Sparking Arabic strings launch into poppy rhythm with fast-moving drums. Female vocals shake with passion as they sing with love and a sense of heartbreak, powered by drum and bass partnership. Hypnotic and exotic vibe from Turkish instrumentation. A love story from a traditional place.歌词
Bir güvercine vuruldum, Vardım yola koyuldum, Her ağaca onu sordum, Gönlüme teslim oldum.
Kâh koştum, kâh uçtum, Dağları tepeleri aştım, Suyun aktığı yolu buldum, Denize teslim oldum.
Ah sevda, Yetiş imdadıma, Ah sevda, Al beni yanına.
Gece sabaha kavuştu, Baharı saklayan kar durdu, Hasret gözüme yaş oldu, Yorgun yüreğim taş oldu.
Hangi diyardadır şimdi, Gelmez gittiğinden beri, Hiç mi düşünmez beni, Çıkıp gelse, Kol kanat gerse, Söndürse yangın yerimi.
Ah sevda, Yetiş imdadıma, Ah sevda, Al beni yanına, Ah sevda, Yetiş imdadıma, Ah sevda, Al beni yanına.
Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Sparking Arabic strings launch into ...Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Sparking Arabic strings launch into poppy rhythm with fast-moving drums. Hypnotic and exotic vibe from Turkish instrumentation. A love story from a traditional place. Instrumental version.
Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Sparking melody erupts from strange ...Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Sparking melody erupts from strange sparkling notes. Hypnotic and exotic vibe from Turkish instrumentation. Bass gives a rocky energy and power. A love story from a traditional place. Bed version.
Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Drum and bass come together with ...Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Drum and bass come together with fast-moving rock composition with power. A love story from a traditional place. Sparse bed version.
Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Sparking melody erupts from strange ...Blossoming, lovesick, upbeat. Sparking melody erupts from strange sparkling notes. Hypnotic and exotic vibe from Turkish instrumentation. Bass gives a rocky energy and power. A love story from a traditional place. Stripped back underscore version.
Turkish 60s/70s retro pop/rock with psychedelic rock influences. ...Turkish 60s/70s retro pop/rock with psychedelic rock influences. Supportive, rebellious & uplifting. Singer evokes injustice, revolt & hope. Bass, drums, electric guitar & synthesizer.歌词
Garibin derdi binmiş
Söylemiş de kim bilmiş ahaa Kaldık, kula kul olanların insafına
Nasıl düştük oyunlara / düzenbazlara Yarın bize doğar / uyumayanlara
Dinle beyim dinle
Yoldan geçen aç / Emeğin ederi ne Söyle beyim söyle
Kaç yıl oldu kaç / meydan hep size
Hep hep size
Kanma
Yalanı bin satar inanma yolsuzlara Sanma
Yok olur sakınınca, duymayınca
Kaldık oyunlara / düzenbazlara Yarın bize doğar / uyumayanlara Zulüm bizden değil / ahı var canlara Yarın bizden doğar / kıymayanlara
Dinle beyim dinle
Yoldan geçen aç / Emeğin ederi ne Söyle beyim söyle
Kaç yıl oldu kaç / meydan hep size
Dinle beyim dinle
Yoldan geçen aç / Emeğin ederi ne Söyle beyim söyle
Nerde vicdan ha / Bu sancı size
Friendly, content, joyful. Mandolin plays in Italian Tarantella style ...Friendly, content, joyful. Mandolin plays in Italian Tarantella style offering a homely, rustic mood. People drinking cups of coffee as scooters putter down cute streets. A warm and romantic mood, two people in love exploring an Italian town with a church and traditional dress. Slow swaying rhythm gives a sense of patience and contentment. A slow dance between two lovers.
Friendly, content, joyful. Quint hand-picked guitar offering a ...Friendly, content, joyful. Quint hand-picked guitar offering a homely, rustic mood. People drinking cups of coffee as scooters putter down cute streets. A warm and romantic mood, two people in love exploring an Italian town with a church and traditional dress. Slow swaying rhythm gives a sense of patience and contentment. A slow dance between two lovers. Stripped back underscore version.
Special, loving, cute. Picked bass and ornate strings gives a ...Special, loving, cute. Picked bass and ornate strings gives a contented old-fashioned happy air. Clarinets and accordions support antiquated style. A flashback to a simpler time, happy civilians of an Italian town like Bari, Rome or Naples enjoying life and greeting eachother. A friendly tone takes a yearning turn at 01:07 that then blooms into forceful romantic vibe.
Special, loving, cute. Picked bass and ornate plucked strings gives a ...Special, loving, cute. Picked bass and ornate plucked strings gives a contented old-fashioned happy air. A flashback to a simpler time, happy civilians of an Italian town like Bari, Rome or Naples enjoying life and greeting eachother. A friendly tone takes a yearning turn at 01:07 that then blooms into forceful romantic vibe. Stripped back underscore version.
Special, loving, cute. Picked bass and ornate plucked strings gives a ...Special, loving, cute. Picked bass and ornate plucked strings gives a contented old-fashioned happy air. A flashback to a simpler time, happy civilians of an Italian town like Bari, Rome or Naples enjoying life and greeting eachother. A friendly tone takes a yearning turn at 01:07 with flute that then blooms into forceful romantic vibe. Stripped back underscore version.
Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah ...Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah rhythm giving a stout and plodding vibe, lightened by plucked strings and sharp flute. Quick-moving flutes and guitar interludes give a sense of bustling streets. A popular market with many stalls, people haggling prices over food. Tone grows strong and impassioned with burst of percussion at 01:34.
Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah ...Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah rhythm giving a stout and plodding vibe, lightened by plucked strings. Quick-moving flutes and guitar interludes give a sense of bustling streets. A popular market with many stalls, people haggling prices over food. Tone grows strong and impassioned with burst of percussion at 01:34. Stripped back underscore version.
Nu Soul/Pop. Romantic, refined, moving & sentimental. A song that ...Nu Soul/Pop. Romantic, refined, moving & sentimental. A song that explores the pain caused by a tumultuous relationship with someone close: "I’m trying to erase you from my mind, but you can’t erase what leaves a mark, and if you want to leave this time, I won’t stop you." Singer, acoustic guitar & electronics. Beat & FX @ 1'09.歌词
- Italiano:
Cenere sui mobili, spicci per terra
C’é ancora un mio disegno dove dormi adesso
Ma giuro che stanotte io ti ammazzerei
Più di quanto lo fai già, per conto tuo
Ti chiedo scusa per l’aspetto, è che ho represso la mia gioia in qualche testo che parlava di te,
E manco adesso che sorrido sembra esserci un motivo per guardarti senza piangere
È quell’assenza di coraggio a farti fingere che sei sempre lo stesso di qualche anno fa
E sbraiti senza forze quasi per chiedermi aiuto che
Alla fine è tutto ok
Alla fine è tutto ok?
Cerco di rimuoverti dalla mia testa
Ma non puoi cancellare quello che ti segna
E se vuoi andartene stavolta non ti fermerò, no
C’é sempre e solo una strada per casa tua
Ti chiedo scusa per l’aspetto, è che ho represso la mia gioia in qualche testo che parlava di te,
E manco adesso che sorrido sembra esserci un motivo per guardarti senza piangere
È quell’assenza di coraggio a farti fingere che sei sempre lo stesso di qualche anno fa
E sbraiti senza forze quasi per chiedermi aiuto che
Alla fine è tutto ok
Alla fine è tutto ok?
- English:
Ash on the furniture, coins on the ground
There’s still one of my drawings where you sleep now
But I swear that tonight I’d kill you
More than you already do, on your own
I apologize for my appearance, it’s that I’ve repressed my joy in some lyric that talked about you,
And even now that I’m smiling, there seems to be no reason to look at you without crying
It’s that lack of courage that makes you pretend that you’re still the same as a few years ago
And you shout without strength, almost to ask me for help
In the end, it's all okay
In the end, is it all okay?
I try to remove you from my head
But you can’t erase what marks you
And if you want to leave this time, I won’t stop you, no
There’s always and only one road to your home
I apologize for my appearance, it’s that I’ve repressed my joy in some lyrics that talked about you,
And even now that I’m smiling, there seems to be no reason to look at you without crying
It’s that lack of courage that makes you pretend that you’re still the same as a few years ago
And you shout without strength, almost to ask me for help
In the end, it's all okay
In the end, is it all okay?
- Français:
Cendre sur les meubles, des pièces par terre
Il y a encore un de mes dessins là où tu dors maintenant
Mais je jure que cette nuit je te tuerais
Plus encore que tu ne le fais déjà, par toi-même
Je te demande pardon pour mon apparence, c’est que j’ai réprimé ma joie dans quelques textes qui parlaient de toi,
Et même maintenant que je souris, il ne semble pas y avoir de raison de te regarder sans pleurer
C’est ce manque de courage qui te fait prétendre que tu es toujours la même qu’il y a quelques années
Et tu cries sans force, presque pour me demander de l’aide, que
Au final tout va bien
Au final tout va bien ?
J’essaie de t’effacer de ma tête
Mais tu ne peux pas effacer ce qui te marque
Et si tu veux partir cette fois, je ne t'arrêterai pas, non
Il y a toujours et seulement un chemin pour rentrer chez toi
Je te demande pardon pour mon apparence, c’est que j’ai réprimé ma joie dans quelques textes qui parlaient de toi,
Et même maintenant que je souris, il ne semble pas y avoir de raison de te regarder sans pleurer
C’est ce manque de courage qui te fait prétendre que tu es toujours la même qu’il y a quelques années
Et tu cries sans force, presque pour me demander de l’aide, que
Cenere sui mobili, spicci per terra
C’é ancora un mio disegno dove dormi adesso
Ma giuro che stanotte io ti cercherei
Più di quanto lo fai già, per conto tuo
Ti chiedo scusa per l’aspetto, è che ho represso la mia gioia in qualche testo che parlava di te,
E manco adesso che sorrido sembra esserci un motivo per guardarti senza piangere
È quell’assenza di coraggio a farti fingere che sei sempre lo stesso di qualche anno fa
E sbraiti senza forze quasi per chiedermi aiuto che
Alla fine è tutto ok
Alla fine è tutto ok?
Cerco di rimuoverti dalla mia testa
Ma non puoi cancellare quello che ti segna
E se vuoi andartene stavolta non ti fermerò, no
C’é sempre e solo una strada per casa tua
Ti chiedo scusa per l’aspetto, è che ho represso la mia gioia in qualche testo che parlava di te,
E manco adesso che sorrido sembra esserci un motivo per guardarti senza piangere
È quell’assenza di coraggio a farti fingere che sei sempre lo stesso di qualche anno fa
E sbraiti senza forze quasi per chiedermi aiuto che
Alla fine è tutto ok
Alla fine è tutto ok?
- English:
Ash on the furniture, coins on the ground
There’s still one of my drawings where you sleep now
But I swear that tonight I’d look for you
More than you already do, on your own
I apologize for my appearance, it’s that I’ve repressed my joy in some lyrics that talked about you,
And even now that I’m smiling, there seems to be no reason to look at you without crying
It’s that lack of courage that makes you pretend that you’re still the same as a few years ago
And you shout without strength, almost to ask me for help
In the end, it's all okay
In the end, is it all okay?
I try to remove you from my head
But you can’t erase what marks you
And if you want to leave this time, I won’t stop you, no
There’s always and only one road to your home
I apologize for my appearance, it’s that I’ve repressed my joy in some lyrics that talked about you,
And even now that I’m smiling, there seems to be no reason to look at you without crying
It’s that lack of courage that makes you pretend that you’re still the same as a few years ago
And you shout without strength, almost to ask me for help
In the end, it's all okay
In the end, is it all okay?
- Français:
Cendre sur les meubles, des pièces par terre
Il y a encore un de mes dessins là où tu dors maintenant
Mais je jure que cette nuit je te chercherai
Plus encore que tu ne le fais déjà, par toi-même
Je te demande pardon pour mon apparence, c’est que j’ai réprimé ma joie dans quelques textes qui parlaient de toi,
Et même maintenant que je souris, il ne semble pas y avoir de raison de te regarder sans pleurer
C’est ce manque de courage qui te fait prétendre que tu es toujours la même qu’il y a quelques années
Et tu cries sans force, presque pour me demander de l’aide, que
Au final tout va bien
Au final tout va bien ?
J’essaie de t’effacer de ma tête
Mais tu ne peux pas effacer ce qui te marque
Et si tu veux partir cette fois, je ne t'arrêterai pas, non
Il y a toujours et seulement un chemin pour rentrer chez toi
Je te demande pardon pour mon apparence, c’est que j’ai réprimé ma joie dans quelques textes qui parlaient de toi,
Et même maintenant que je souris, il ne semble pas y avoir de raison de te regarder sans pleurer
C’est ce manque de courage qui te fait prétendre que tu es toujours la même qu’il y a quelques années
Et tu cries sans force, presque pour me demander de l’aide, que
Cenere sui mobili, spicci per terra
C’é ancora un mio disegno dove dormi adesso
Ma giuro che stanotte io ti ammazzerei
Più di quanto lo fai già, per conto tuo
Ti chiedo scusa per l’aspetto, è che ho represso la mia gioia in qualche testo che parlava di te,
E manco adesso che sorrido sembra esserci un motivo per guardarti senza piangere
È quell’assenza di coraggio a farti fingere che sei sempre lo stesso di qualche anno fa
E sbraiti senza forze quasi per chiedermi aiuto che
Alla fine è tutto ok
Alla fine è tutto ok?
- English:
Ash on the furniture, coins on the ground
There’s still one of my drawings where you sleep now
But I swear that tonight I’d kill you
More than you already do, on your own
I apologize for my appearance, it’s that I’ve repressed my joy in some lyrics that talked about you,
And even now that I’m smiling, there seems to be no reason to look at you without crying
It’s that lack of courage that makes you pretend that you’re still the same as a few years ago
And you shout without strength, almost to ask me for help
In the end, it's all okay
In the end, is it all okay?
- Français:
Cendre sur les meubles, des pièces par terre
Il y a encore un de mes dessins là où tu dors maintenant
Mais je jure que cette nuit je te tuerais
Plus encore que tu ne le fais déjà, par toi-même
Je te demande pardon pour mon apparence, c’est que j’ai réprimé ma joie dans quelques textes qui parlaient de toi,
Et même maintenant que je souris, il ne semble pas y avoir de raison de te regarder sans pleurer
C’est ce manque de courage qui te fait prétendre que tu es toujours la même qu’il y a quelques années
Et tu cries sans force, presque pour me demander de l’aide, que
Cenere sui mobili, spicci per terra
C’é ancora un mio disegno dove dormi adesso
Ma giuro che stanotte io ti cercherei
Più di quanto lo fai già, per conto tuo
Ti chiedo scusa per l’aspetto, è che ho represso la mia gioia in qualche testo che parlava di te,
E manco adesso che sorrido sembra esserci un motivo per guardarti senza piangere
È quell’assenza di coraggio a farti fingere che sei sempre lo stesso di qualche anno fa
E sbraiti senza forze quasi per chiedermi aiuto che
Alla fine è tutto ok
Alla fine è tutto ok?
- English:
Ash on the furniture, coins on the ground
There’s still one of my drawings where you sleep now
But I swear that tonight I’d look for you
More than you already do, on your own
I apologize for my appearance, it’s that I’ve repressed my joy in some lyrics that talked about you,
And even now that I’m smiling, there seems to be no reason to look at you without crying
It’s that lack of courage that makes you pretend that you’re still the same as a few years ago
And you shout without strength, almost to ask me for help
In the end, it's all okay
In the end, is it all okay?
- Français:
Il y a encore un de mes dessins là où tu dors maintenant
Mais je jure que cette nuit je te chercherai
Plus encore que tu ne le fais déjà, par toi-même
Je te demande pardon pour mon apparence, c’est que j’ai réprimé ma joie dans quelques textes qui parlaient de toi,
Et même maintenant que je souris, il ne semble pas y avoir de raison de te regarder sans pleurer
C’est ce manque de courage qui te fait prétendre que tu es toujours la même qu’il y a quelques années
Et tu cries sans force, presque pour me demander de l’aide, que
Cinematic & ballad pop. Determined, resolute & chic, with a French ...Cinematic & ballad pop. Determined, resolute & chic, with a French 70s vibe. Piano, strings & rhythm. Recommended for glamour, destiny, fashion & everyday life.
Surf rock. 60s. Sensual, slinky & lively with an oriental touch. ...Surf rock. 60s. Sensual, slinky & lively with an oriental touch. Recommended for romance, snake charming, seduction & glamour. Rock band with drum solo @ 1'41.
Bolero pop, sensual & intimate. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, Latin ...Bolero pop, sensual & intimate. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, Latin percussion, strings, Spanish guitar, brass, piano. Suggested for telenovelas & latin romance.歌词
Que puedo decirte Que tú ya no conozcas Si yo he sido sincero
Desde que te conocí
Pero me has dejado
Con dudas en mi mente
Desde que te fuiste esa noche sin hablar.
Dime que te pasa
En que te he fallado
Si yo lo he dado todo
Por hacerte muy feliz.
Pero en tus labios
Se nota la distancia
Que tu corazón ahora tiene hacia mi
Solo dímelo
Si ahora hay alguien
Que te hace más feliz.
Si he sido un tonto
Por creer tanto en ti.
Esperando que me ames
Como yo te amo a ti.
Solo dímelo
Si ahora hay alguien
Que te hace ma?s feliz.
Si he sido un tonto
Por creer tanto en ti.
No te das cuenta
Que me haces infeliz.
Solo dímelo
Yo he sido muy fuerte
Esperando de tu amor,
Un momento dulce
De tu tierno corazón.
Pero se ha terminado
De ti no aguanto más traición.
Es que no te das cuenta que has jugado con mi amor?
Yo he sido muy fuerte esperando por tu amor,
Pero ya no aguanto, no aguanto más traición Solo dímelo.
Bolero in a ranchera mood (Mexico), languorous & melancholic. Sung ...Bolero in a ranchera mood (Mexico), languorous & melancholic. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, trumpet, strings, Latin percussion, Spanish guitar.歌词
Bolero in a ranchera style, sentimental & melancholic. Solo trumpet, ...Bolero in a ranchera style, sentimental & melancholic. Solo trumpet, strings, Latin percussion, bass, Spanish guitar.
Bolero in a ranchera style, sentimental & melancholic. Trumpet, ...Bolero in a ranchera style, sentimental & melancholic. Trumpet, strings, Latin percussion, bass, Spanish guitar.
Bolero in a ranchera style, sentimental & melancholic. Strings, Latin ...Bolero in a ranchera style, sentimental & melancholic. Strings, Latin percussion, bass, Spanish guitar.
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}
ItalianoVola, vola farfalla mia Al di la, dello spazio e del tempo Vola, vai farfalla, vola Scopri i confini dei sogni Dove stà un’altra realtà Vola, vai farfalla, vola.
Come domani non c'è Vivi sta notte Vicina alle stelle Con mille pianeti, galassie segrete Facciamo il viaggio... Vola con me
Passa dietro le barricate Fa cadere i muri delle prigioni Vola, vai farfalla, vola
Come domani non c'è Vivi sta notte Vicina alle stelle Con mille pianeti, galassie segrete Facciamo il viaggio... Vola con me
Français
Vole, comme s’il n’y avait plus de lendemain Vis cette nuit Près des étoiles Avec mille planètes, galaxies secrètes Faisons le voyage Vole avec moi
Passe derrière les barricades Fais tomber les murs des prisons Vole, mon papillon vole.
Vole, vole mon papillon Au-delà de l’espace du temps Vole, va mon papillon, vole Découvre les confins des songes Là où il y a une autre réalité Vole, mon papillon vole
English
Fly, fly my butterfly
Beyond space and time Fly, go butterfly, fly Go find the edge of dreams Where there is another reality Fly, go butterfly, fly
As if there were no tomorrow Live this night Next to the stars With a thousand planets, secret galaxies Let’s take the trip Fly with me
Pass behind the barricades Bring down the prison walls Fly, go butterfly, fly
Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Female voice, electric guitar, strings & ...Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Female voice, electric guitar, strings & rhythm.歌词
Italiano Ritornello :
Ballare, Ballare si si si si Tornare Tornare no no no no Girare si, cantare si Dormire no
Strofe :
Dipingi con la matita nera Il contorno dei tuoi occhi verdi Uno sguardo di felina Nottambula Tu tracci disegni scolpisci Petali di rose rosse Sul’orlo delle tue labbra Tu girerai tutta per la notte finché sara mattino Perché lo sai la vita e breve, Allora...
Ondeggia il tuo corpo snello E Piano pian’ il tuo profumo Diffonde in mezzo alla folla Nottambula Anche ad occhi chiusi Lo sai ché notan' solo te
Al chiarore della luna
Tu girerai tutta per la notte finché sara mattino Perché lo sai la vita e breve, Allora...
Français
Refrain :
Danser, oui
Danser, oui Rentrer, non Rentrer, non, Tourner oui, chanter oui Dormir, non !
Couplets :
Tu soulignes au crayon noir le contour de tes yeux verts Un regard de féline Noctambule Tu traces, dessines et découpes Des pétales de roses rouges Sur l'ourlet de tes lèvres Tu sortiras toute la nuit Jusqu'au petit matin Car tu sais que la vie est courte Alors...
Ton corps mince ondule Et petit à petit ton parfum Se diffuse dans la foule Noctambule Même avec les yeux fermés Tu sais qu'ils ne voient que toi Dans la clarté de la lune Tu sortiras toute la nuit Jusqu'au petit matin Car tu sais que la vie est courte Alors...
English
Chorus
Dance Dance yes Go home no Go home no Spin around yes, sing yes Sleep no
Verse
You underline in black crayon The curve of your green eyes A feline look Nocturnal You trace, draw and cut out Petals of red roses On the edge of your lips You will go out all night long Until the early hours Because you know that life is short. Allora…
Your slim body sways And little by little your sent Wafts over the crowd Nocturnal Even with your eyes closed You know that they see only you By the light of the moon You will go out all night long Until the early hours Because you know that life is short. Allora…
French song. Neo retro / pop song / romantic comedy. Lazy, naive & ...French song. Neo retro / pop song / romantic comedy. Lazy, naive & sentimental. Female French singer, acoustic & electric guitars, electric keyboard, string section & rhythm.歌词
La main dans la main, traverser les boulevardsLes yeux dans les yeux comme un roman de gare J’ai toujours sur moi, un pola de toi.
Marcher sous la pluie avec toi dans la nuit C’est pas un problème, dis moi juste « je t’aime » Les bijoux, les fleurs, je vois la vie en couleur.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi, Et tu vois. Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble à ça.
Quand viendra le jour où tu ne seras plus là Tu sais mon amour j’aurai toujours sur moi. Tu sais devines quoi? Un pola de toi.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi, Et tu vois. Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble a ça.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi, Et tu vois. Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble à ça.
English translation :
ROMANTIC NOVEL
Hand in hand, crossing the boulevards Eye to eye, like in a romantic novel I always have on me, a polaroid of you.
Walking in the rain with you in the night It's not a problem, just tell me “I love you” The jewels, the flowers, I see life in color.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you And you see, It seems love is really like that.
When the day comes when you will no longer be here You know, my love, I will always have on me You know, guess what, a polaroid of you.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you And you see, It seems love is really like that.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you And you see, It seems love is really like that.
French song Pop song / neo retro. Carefree, kitsch & touching. Female ...French song Pop song / neo retro. Carefree, kitsch & touching. Female singer, electric guitar, electric keyboard & rhythm.歌词
Tatoués tous les deux comme font les amoureux Dessiné sur le corps Ton prénom et autour un cœur des beaux discours A la vie à la mort
Je compte jusqu'à cent dans le vent et les yeux ouverts Et je fais une prière
Les garçons les amants mon cœur adolescent Et la vie devant nous
A fond sur une Vespa, serrée tout contre toi On fait tant de jaloux
Je compte jusqu'à cent dans le vent et les yeux ouverts Et je fais une prière
Je compte jusqu'à cent dans le vent et les yeux ouverts Et je fais une prière
Tatoués tous les deux comme font les amoureux Dessiné sur le corps
Ton prénom et autour un cœur des beaux discours A la vie à la mort
Lalala lalala lalala lalala
English translation :
TWO LOVERSBoth Tattooed as lovers are Drawn on our bodies Your name and around a heart lovely words To life, to death
I count up to a hundred in the wind and eyes open I say a prayer
Boys, lovers, my teenage heart And the life ahead of us
Speeding on a Vespa, holding you tight All the others are jealous
I count up to a hundred in the wind and eyes open I say a prayer
I count up to a hundred in the wind and eyes open I say a prayer
Both Tattooed as lovers are Drawn on our bodies
Your name and around a heart lovely words To life, to death
Tout était beau, tout était bleu, du ciel jusqu'à ses yeux Tout s'est passé en un instant, comme un jeu d'enfant
Je n'avais rien connu de mieux, mon amoureux Cœurs légers, baisers hors du temps, mon bel amant
Rêve éveillé, cheveux au vent Et se cacher comme un jeu d'enfant
Sans un mot, nous faisions tous deux l'amour en feu Non, plus rien n'était important, aussi brûlant
La fin de l'été c'est déchirant Pour tout oublier comme un jeu d'enfant
Son regard glissa peu à peu comme un adieu Les garçons ne sont pas sérieux à 17 ans Comme un jeu d'enfant... English translation : LIKE A CHILDREN’S GAME
Everything was beautiful, everything was blue, from heaven to his eyes
Everything happened in a moment like a children’s game
Eblouis-moiMon soleil à moi, c'est toi Prends garde à toi Ton mirage à toi, c'est moi Tourne autour de moi,
Mon soleil à moi, c'est toi Surtout n'oublie pas,
Ton mirage à toi, c'est moi
Quand nous nous sommes rencontrés,
en décembre, il y a un an Tu avais un drôle d'air Tu étais incandescent Quand il y avait des sourires,
Bêtes, à chaque instant Tu m'étais un peu trop cher Fallait prendre de la distance
Eblouis-moi,
Mon soleil à moi, c'est toi Prends garde à toi
Ton mirage à toi, c'est moi
Tu disais que la déception,
Nous on la connaîtrait pas,
Moi j'y croyais Puis tu t'es un peu détaché, et là, soudain Eh bien j'y croyais plus T'es revenu, t'as beaucoup parlé, t'avais toujours ton drôle d'air incandescent Alors j'ai fait semblant, et tu y as crû Et depuis, j'te laisse à ton illusion
Détourne-toi Ton soleil à toi, c'est moi Et puis oublie-moi Ton mirage à toi, c'est moi
English translation : DAZZLE MEDazzle me My sun, it is you Take care of yourself Your mirage, it is me Turn around me, My sun, it is you Don’t forget, Your mirage, it is me
When we met, in December, a year ago You had a funny look You were incandescent When there were silly smiles, at every moment You were a little too dear I Had to keep my distance
Dazzle me My sun, it is you Take care of yourself Your mirage, it is me Turn around me, My sun, it is you Don’t forget, Your mirage, it is me
You said we would never know disappointment, I believed it Then somehow, you became a little distant, and then, suddenly Well, I no longer believed
You came back, you talked a lot, you still had your funny incandescent look So I pretended, and you believed me And since then, I leave you to your illusion
Turn away Your sun, it is me And then forget me Your mirage to you, it's me
Et c'est sur un tendre baiser que s'achève pour nous l'étéTous ensemble on s'est amusé, et pourtant j'ai envie de pleurerCes sourires sans lendemain ,sont pour moi autant de chagrinsEt c'est sur un tendre baisé que s'achève le temps d'aimerJ’aimerais tant pouvoir retenirCes moments de plaisirs. Si ce soir je ne vais pas danser, je préfère rester à tes cotésSur ma main tu poses un baiser, un de ceux qui me fait rêverGarde moi jusqu'au petit matin dans tes bras j'oublie mes chagrinsEt c'est sur un tendre baisé que pour nous s'achève l'étéJ’aimerais tant pouvoir retenirCes moments de plaisirs. Si le temps nous a rattrapés et qu’ainsi s'achève l'étéJamais je ne pourrais oublier cet espoir qui m’a fait chavirerCes sourires sans lendemain, sont pour moi autant de chagrinsEt c'est sur un tendre baisé que s'achève le temps d'aimerJ’aimerais tant pouvoir retenirCes moments de plaisirsEt c'est sur un tendre baiser que pour nous s'achève l'étéQue pour nous s'achève l'été.
English translation :
A TENDER KISS
It is with a tender kiss, that summer ends for usall together we had fun, and yet I want to crythese smiles with no future, are for me just so many sorrowsand it is with a tender kiss, that ends the time to loveI would like so much to hold on tothese moments of pleasure. if tonight I'm not going dancing, I prefer to stay by your sideon my hand you place a kiss, a kiss to make me dreamHold me in your arms until the early morning, I forget my sorrowsand it is with a tender kiss, that ends the time to loveI would like so much to hold on tothese moments of pleasure. if time has caught up with us and this is how summer endsNever could I forget the hope that bowled me overthese smiles with no future, are for me just so many sorrowsand it is with a tender kiss, that ends the time to loveI would like so much to hold on tothese moments of pleasureand it is on a tender kiss that for us ends the summer.
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
Pop song / variety music / romantic comedy / romantic movie. ...Pop song / variety music / romantic comedy / romantic movie. Passionate, romantic & poignant. Female singer, folk guitar & piano. 歌词
Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh
Pop song / variety music / romantic comedy / romantic movie. ...Pop song / variety music / romantic comedy / romantic movie. Passionate, romantic & poignant. Female singer, folk guitar, electric guitar & rhythm. 歌词
Elle disait tant de chosesDu chant de la vie en roseErreur je supposeC’était oh baby oh baby oh Elle parlait poésieLa rose c’est la vieLe ciel entr’elle et lui maisC’était oh baby oh baby oh Je buvais dans son verreSi grand si vert si troublantSes nus célibatairesSi grands sévères se mouvantDedans Je l’avais mal compriseLa chanson de la promiseC’était à ma surprisePlutôt baby oh baby oh
