Indie folk bed, indie acoustic bed with a reggae feel. Catchy, bouncy Indie folk bed, indie acoustic bed with a reggae feel. Catchy, bouncy & nostalgic. Recommended for home and garden, TV program, countryside landscape. Acoustic guitars, organ, shaker & drums.
Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Determined & joyful. Male voice, Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Determined & joyful. Male voice, electric guitar, keyboard & rhythm.歌词
Italiano
Delle toppe sulle
braghe Salteggio sulle bancarelle Ventiquattro biglie in tasca
Una fionda nella sacca Di piccioni faccio strage
Frego fiori e caramelle Per darle poi alle più belle Perche di tutta la tribu La più bella sei tu E mi piaci sempre più
Ma perche fai ste cose qui Mi domandano la notte e il di Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto solo a me
Ma ancor non ho i capelli bianchi E non siedo più tra i banchi Sento adesso il tuo sguardo Che mi segue a mezzodi Nella piazza e nel cortil' Ma come le sai ste cose qui Mi domandano la notte e il di
Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto solo a me
Poi la vita é andata come va E t'ho rivisto ieri in città Col marito e il visone La mammina e il babbino Il bambino e il babbuino Li ho capito che Domani Tu mi sposerai
Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Ma l'ha detto solo a me
Maledetta la luna Maledetta la luna Maledetta la luna Che l’ha detto solo a me
Français
Des pantalons rafistolés Je sautille sur les étals 24 billes dans en poche Une fronde dans ma sacoche Des pigeons je fais des carnages
Je fauche des fleurs et des bonbons Pour les offrir ensuite aux plus belles
Parce que de toute la petite bande La plus belle c’est toi Et tu me plais toujours plus
Mais pourquoi tu fais tout ça On me demande de jour comme de nuit C’est la lune qui me l'a dit Mais elle l'a dit seulement à moi
Mais je n’ai pas encore de cheveux blancs Je ne m’assieds plus sur les bancs de l’école
Je sens maintenant ton regard Qui me suit tous les midis Sur la place et aux alentours
Mais comment sais-tu sais ces choses là Me demande-t-on de jour comme de nuit C’est la lune qui me l’a dit Mais elle ne l’a dit qu’à moi
Puis la vie s’est passée comme elle s’est passée Et je t’ai revue hier en ville Avec ton mari et ta fourrure de vison Ta petite mère et ton petit père Tes enfants et ton babouin
Et là j’ai compris que Demain tu m’épouseras
C’est la lune qui me l’a dit Mais elle ne l’a dit qu’à moi Maudite soit la lune Qui ne l’a dit qu’à moi
Heartwarming, emotive, warm. Gentle acoustic guitars are joined by Heartwarming, emotive, warm. Gentle acoustic guitars are joined by delicate, atmospheric male vocals in layers of beautiful harmonies. Sentimental lyrics and poignant melodies interweave with positive keys and subtle beats to create an emotional, nostalgic folk song.歌词
Heartwarming, emotive, warm. Gentle acoustic guitars with delicate, Heartwarming, emotive, warm. Gentle acoustic guitars with delicate, atmospheric male vocals in layers of beautiful harmonies. Sentimental lyrics and poignant melodies interweave with positive keys and subtle beats to create an emotional, nostalgic folk song.
Born in a riddleAway, so far away from hereCaught in the middleAway, so far awayFalling a littleAway, so far away from hereBorn in a riddleWay so far away
Black supernova got you wishing on a dark star10 million light years and you wonder where you areA ray of sunshine saw you shooting through the night skyYou might have gone too far Born in a riddleAway, so far away from hereCaught in the middleAway, so far awayFalling a littleAway, so far away from hereBorn in a riddleWay so far away I'll cross the darkness like a neutron in the white skyElectric orbit, you're a magnet in the lightRadio scramble like a pulsar in your dead mindExploding in my eyes Born in a riddleAway, so far away from hereBorn in a riddleWay so far away Black supernova caught you wishing on a dark star10 billion light years and you'll wonder where you areA ray of sunshine couldn't shoot you through the night skyYou might have gone too far Born in a riddleAway, so far away from hereBorn in a riddleWay so far away
No simple word, The open book, The letter's kill and you can't lookA broken lock, The empty mouth, A distant sound creeping out
A long, long, gone melodyA long, long, gone memory of wonder A silent word, The poison took, The shallow eyes take their last lookA whispered doubt, An empty house, An autumn leaf on the ground A long, long, gone melodyA long, long, gone memory of wonder
Pop folk. Childlike, fun & mischievous. Farfisa organ, piano & rhythm Pop folk. Childlike, fun & mischievous. Farfisa organ, piano & rhythm with shaker & congas.
Indie folk bed, indie acoustic bed, with a Caribbean feel. Tropical, Indie folk bed, indie acoustic bed, with a Caribbean feel. Tropical, cheerful & tender. Suggested for cooking, holidays, TV programs, ice cream truck. Marimba, snaps & percussion.
Regretful, adventurous, hurt. Quiet acoustic guitar chords lay with Regretful, adventurous, hurt. Quiet acoustic guitar chords lay with euphoric pads, a sense of regret and wistful remembrance. Visions of empty ghost towns in the deep south. A character stumbling through life, in pain from rejection or a hard life. Modern pop instrumentation and percussion offers a sense of respite, a search for a loved one or pure connection. Instrumental version.
Regretful, adventurous, hurt. Quiet acoustic guitar chords lay with Regretful, adventurous, hurt. Quiet acoustic guitar chords lay with euphoric pads, female vocals recall struggles and anguish, a sense of regret and wistful remembrance. Visions of empty ghost towns in the deep south. A character stumbling through life, in pain from rejection or a hard life. Modern pop instrumentation and percussion offers a sense of respite, a search for a loved one or pure connection.
Blues rock. Acoustic intro. Ironic, crunchy, confident & bouncy. Blues rock. Acoustic intro. Ironic, crunchy, confident & bouncy. Keys, male vocal, mellotron. guitar, bass, drum. Acceleratic @ 2'23.歌词
PEOPLE ON THE RUN Wake up, little boy Now it's time to brave the cold All the voices in your head Telling you to stay in bed Wake up, little girl, Time to wake and feed the bird Now it's time to ring the bell Show your mind is not for sale Hope you get what you deserve Hope your flame will always burn Hope you're higher than the sun Not like these people on the run Wake up, shady boy Time to play and write a song Sing about a lucky man That people never understand Wake up, lazy girl Now it's time to free the bird Does your place of reverie Is a house upon a tree Hope you get what you deserve Hope your flame will always burn Hope you're higher than the sun Not like these people on the run Not like these people on the run Not like these people on the run
Indie folk bed, indie acoustic bed. Catchy, warm & delicate. Indie folk bed, indie acoustic bed. Catchy, warm & delicate. Recommended for home and garden, childhood, TV program. Double bass, piano & hat.
Travelling. Exhilarating & determined. Film music with a country Travelling. Exhilarating & determined. Film music with a country feel.Acoustic & electric slide guitars & rhythm.
