Nostalgic, dramatic, quirky. Piano and detuned synth wander out amid Nostalgic, dramatic, quirky. Piano and detuned synth wander out amid clicky electronic percussion and flutes. A contrast of organic instrumentation and glitchy drums. A feeling of drama and forlorn energy. A person stumbling through life. Tone shift to romantic nostalgic energy @ 0'40 followed by ornate piano performance.
Nostalgic, dramatic, quirky. Piano and detuned synth wander out amid Nostalgic, dramatic, quirky. Piano and detuned synth wander out amid flutes and xylophone rolls. A feeling of drama and forlorn energy. A person stumbling through life. Tone shift to romantic nostalgic energy @ 0'40 followed by ornate piano performance. Stripped back underscore version.
Classic soul song with modern groovy beat & production. Regains the Classic soul song with modern groovy beat & production. Regains the upper hand and confidence. Hoarse lead female vocals, backing vocals, piano & brass. Suggested for romantic comedies & soulful commercials.歌词
’Til the end Time to feel the breeze Time to live it up Setting myself free I call you out of your bluff
I was down on my knees But now I’m standing tall Surprised I’m still on my feet, child Thank God I didn’t fall
Na-na-na-now that I met you, my sweet friend Now that you’re holding my hand I was just lost in the sand, my sweet man Now I’ll be singing your love till the end ’Til, ’til the end
Time to feel the breeze Time to live it up Setting myself free I call you out of your bluff
I was gone with the wind, But now I’m safe and sound Feel the groove under my skin, Like I’m the queen of time
Na-na-na-now that I met you, my sweet friend Now that you’re holding my hand I was just lost in the sand, my sweet man Now I’ll be singing your love till the end ’Til, ’til the end
Time to feel the breeze Time to live it up Setting myself free I call you out of your bluff (X2)
Raw, gritty, determined. Languid country rock beat lands with a thud Raw, gritty, determined. Languid country rock beat lands with a thud as fast-moving momentum begins, acoustic guitar plays through minor scales as droning notes give a foreboding. A warning. Frantic energy @ 0'48 brings sudden breaks and intricate guitar riding doubtful droning notes. Drums drive shrouded mysterious country vibe forward.
Raw, gritty, determined. Languid country rock beat thuds with Raw, gritty, determined. Languid country rock beat thuds with homespun feeling, mandolin plays through minor notes as droning notes give a foreboding. A warning. Frantic energy @ 0'48 brings sudden breaks and intricate guitar riding doubtful droning notes. A shrouded energy, a night of danger and heartache in the dustbowl environment. Stripped back underscore version.
Exotic, modern, street. Animal FX under phaser give an adventurous Exotic, modern, street. Animal FX under phaser give an adventurous energy, giving way to modern leftfield electronic beat and bass. Shiny synth offers a grime tinge, as echoing euphoric notes illustrate a grey modern city. Sharp bass interjects @ 1'01, giving a sense of dominance. Contrast between calming sound FX and upstart beat offering the changing moods of a city.
Exotic, modern, street. Animal FX under phaser give an adventurous Exotic, modern, street. Animal FX under phaser give an adventurous energy, giving way to light garage percussion, with sharp bass. A grey city. Contrast between calming sound FX and upstart beat offering the changing moods of a city. Stripped back underscore version.
Dramatic, epic, hypnotic. Warm muffled chords play out a simplistic Dramatic, epic, hypnotic. Warm muffled chords play out a simplistic chord progression as kick drum begins to emerge from behind. Clipped dramatic female vocals give a sense of longing to atmosphere as percussion rises. Multiple layers of percussion offer a frenzied hypnotic atmosphere supported by delayed vocals. Resonance of synths opens up with sharp tone.歌词
Time, Don't, Mean, Much.
Time, Don't, Mean, Much.
Time.
Yeah! Yeah! Y-Y-Y-Y-Yeah!
Time, Goes by.
Time, Goes by.
It don't, Mean much.
Time, Goes by.
It don't, Mean much.
Yeah, It's something.
It's something, I should, I should, don't don't don't, don't don't don't, Its something, I should, I should, I should.
Dramatic, epic, hypnotic. Warm muffled chords play out a simplistic Dramatic, epic, hypnotic. Warm muffled chords play out a simplistic chord progression as kick drum begins to emerge from behind. Multiple layers of percussion offer a frenzied hypnotic atmosphere supported by repetitive beat. Resonance of synths opens up with sharp tone. Instrumental version.
Playful, positive, sparse & a little in anticipation. Claps, male Playful, positive, sparse & a little in anticipation. Claps, male "hey", light metallic percussion and heavier drums. When the excitement rises in anticipation of what's to come. Back end. Suggested for promos, TV games & entertainement.
Melancholic & lonely, then panoramic & concluding. Bongos, harmonica, Melancholic & lonely, then panoramic & concluding. Bongos, harmonica, Jew's harp, guiro & slide guitar & electric guitar. Suggested for final scene for contemporary western.
Salsa. Dancing, bitter sweet salsa sung in Spanglish. Male vocal, Salsa. Dancing, bitter sweet salsa sung in Spanglish. Male vocal, percussion, piano & brass section. Suggested for Latin party & telenovelas. 歌词
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
Oye salio? el sol
Mucha gente motivada
teniendo el control
Hace falta la tierra
pero aqui? estoy yo
Mi tierra me llama,
taking all for all
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
quiero regresar.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
Take it slow, let it flow
Form the east to the west coast.
North and south,La cosa se pone mejor.
Latinos hang out
Tumbao con flow montuno y guaguanco Y el negro vacilo?
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
quiero regresar.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
Oye, groove it baby
Oye bailador,
Sube que sube, que sube.
I wanna go back, tengo ganas del volver a ver.
Mi tierra me llama.
Mi gente mi isla que me vio nacer.
Mi tierra me llama.
Cantar con mi familia que hace tiempo me ve.
Mi tierra me llama.
Todo esta listo, vacilando en el week end.
Mi tierra me llama.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar.
Mi tierra me llama.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
EN:
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
Hey the sun is out
Many motivated people
being in control
Missing the land
but here I am
My land is calling me,
taking all for all
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back to dance
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
Take it slow, let it flow
Form the east to the west coast.
North and south, it gets better.
Latinos hang out
Tumbao with flow montuno and guaguanco And the black one danced
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back for a while
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
Hey, groove it baby
Hey dancer,
It goes up, it goes up.
I wanna go back, I wanna see again.
My land is calling me.
My people my island that witnessed my birth.
My land calls me.
Singing with my family who have waited a long time to see me.
My land calls me.
Everything is ready, hesitating in the week end.
My land calls me.
Just the thought of you makes me cry.
My land calls me.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back to dance
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
Joyful, danceable & sophisticated cha-cha-pop sung in Spanish. Joyful, danceable & sophisticated cha-cha-pop sung in Spanish. Liberated from a former lover. Female singer, Latin percussion, piano, tiple, brass section.歌词
ES:
Claro que sufrí cuándo te fuiste
Pues tú partida solo me dejó dolor
Pasaron meses de tu despedida
Y no podía cambiar la canción
Esa que decía que sin ti no hay vida
Que tú eras las notas de mi melodía
Esa que decía que sin ti no hay vida
Que tú eras las notas de mi melodía
Cambié la letra
Cambié el sonido
Y ahora está ya no es tu canción
Cambié la letra
Cambié el sonido
Y ahora está ya no es tu canción,
Oyelo...
Que un mal de amor no dura para siempre
Le repetía la razón al corazón
No te preocupes si algún día lloré por ti
Porque aún yo tengo todo el sabor ...
Te fuiste y me dejaste sola
Pensando que iba a morir de amor
No pudo conmigo el sufrimiento
Y ahora esta ya no es tu canción
Cambié la letra...
Cada frase y cada verso
Cambié el sonido...
Que había escrito con mi corazón-zon
Cambié la letra...
Y fui borrando poquito a poco y ahora
Solo queda la nueva versión
Cambié la letra
Cambié el sonido
Ahora está ya no es tu canción...
Y yo que pensaba que sin ti no hay vida,
Ahora me sobran las melodías,
Si señor
Cambié la letra
Cambié el sonido
Ahora está ya no es tu canción...
Ya no es tu canción y yo me despido
EN:
Of course I suffered when you left
For your departure left me only pain
Months went by after you said goodbye
And I couldn't change the song
The one that said that without you there is no life
That you were the notes of my melody
The one that said that without you there is no life
That you were the notes of my melody
I changed the lyrics
I changed the sound
And now this is no longer your song
I changed the lyrics
I changed the sound
And now it's not your song anymore,
Hear it...
That a lovesickness doesn't last forever
Repeated the reason to the heart
Don't worry if one day I cried for you
Because I still have all the taste ...
You went away and left me alone
Thinking that I was going to die of love
The suffering couldn't get the better of me
And now this is no longer your song
I changed the lyrics...
Every phrase and every verse
I changed the sound...
That I had written with my heart
I changed the lyrics...
And I erased little by little and now
Only the new version remains
I changed the lyrics
I changed the sound
Now this is no longer your song...
And I thought that without you there is no life,
Now I have melodies to spare,
Yes sir
I changed the lyrics
I changed the sound
Now it's no longer your song...
Attitude, swagger, sensual & lively cha-cha-hip-hop sung in Spanish. Attitude, swagger, sensual & lively cha-cha-hip-hop sung in Spanish. An attractive girl receives all the looks. Male singer, male backing vocals, piano, brass section, Latin & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo hacia la pista (oye)
Mira como se mueve esa dama, ella parece una artista
You make me feel so good tan solo al verla
La mayoría moriría por conocerla
Yo solo quiero un ratito tenerla
Mueve tu cintura mami, que estas prendía' en candela
Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo hacia la pista
(como modelo de revista)
Mira como se mueve esa dama ya parece una artista
Me tiene justo donde quiere
Ya no pienso en otras mujeres
Pierdo el control cuando se mueve
Y te juro que de aquí no me voy
Hasta que conmigo la lleve
Yeah, she gets carried away by the rhythm
Ella se mueve como chica del caribe
No hay hombre en el party que no la mire
No hay hombre en la disco que no suspire
Mirala como se apodera de la pista
Todo lo que ella quiere conquista
Chica lista, i want to dance with you, sin prisa
Like in a movie, tu eres una artista
Siento que me falta el aliento cuando veo,
Que tu te sube'a la pista
Siento que me falta el aliento cuando veo,
Que tu te sube'a la pista
Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo hacia la pista (oye)
Mira como se mueve esa dama, ella parece una artista
You make me feel so good, tan solo al verla
La mayoría moriría por conocerla
Yo solo quiero un ratito tenerla
Mueve tu cintura mami, que estas predía' en candela
Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo hacia la pista
(como modelo de revista)
Mira como se mueve esa dama ya parece una artista
Siento que me falta el aliento cuando veo,
Que tu te sube'a la pista
Siento que me falta el aliento cuando veo,
Que tu te sube'a la pista
Mirala, como se mueve en la pista
Mirala como modelo de revista
Mirala, como se mueve en la pista
(Ella actúa baila y canta como si fuera artista)
Mirala, como se mueve en la pista
Mirala como modelo de revista
(De toditos mis sueños ella es la protagonista)
Mirala, como se mueve en la pista
(Y aunque quiera ya no puedo perderla de vista)
Mira como se deja llevar por el ritmo a la pista
Mira como se mueve esa dama ya parece una artista...
EN:
Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the dance floor (hey).
Look how that lady moves, she looks like an artist
You make me feel so good just looking at her
Most people would die to meet her
I just wanna have her for a little while
Move your waist mami, you're on fire
Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the dance floor
(like a magazine model)
Look how that lady moves she looks like an artist
She's got me right where she wants me
I don't think about other women anymore
I lose control when she moves
And I swear I'm not leaving this place
Till I take her with me
Yeah, she gets carried away by the rhythm
She moves like a Caribbean girl
There ain't a man at the party that won't look at her
There ain't a man in the disco that don't sigh
Watch her as she takes over the dance floor
All she wants to conquer
Smart girl, i want to dance with you, no hurry
Like in a movie, you're an artist
I feel short of breath when I see
That you get on the dance floor
I feel short of breath when I see
That you get on the dance floor
Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the dance floor (hey)
Look how that lady moves, she looks like an artist
You make me feel so good, just to look at her
Most people would die to meet her
I just wanna have her for a little while
Move your waist mommy, you're on fire, you're on fire
Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the runway
(like a magazine model)
Look how that lady moves she already looks like an artist
I feel short of breath when I see
That you get on the dance floor
I feel like I'm out of breath when I see,
That you get on the dance floor
Look at her, how she moves on the dance floor
Look at her like a magazine model
Look at her, how she moves on the dance floor
(She acts, dances and sings as if she were an artist)
Look at her, how she moves on the dance floor
Look at her as a magazine model
(Of all my dreams she is the protagonist)
Look at her, how she moves on the dance floor
(And even if I want to I can't let her out of my sight)
Look how she lets the rhythm take her to the dance floor
Look how that lady moves, she looks like an artist
Romantic, charming & neo-retro cha-cha-bolero sung in Spanish. Ode to Romantic, charming & neo-retro cha-cha-bolero sung in Spanish. Ode to a beautiful woman. Male singer, male backing vocals, brass section, Latin percussion & electric piano. Male rap in Spanglish @ 1'42.歌词
ES:
Bella
Talvez no lo sabe
Y esa es la clave,
Pa' hacerme verla
Siempre tan ...
Bella
Va por la calle
Sin maquillaje,
deslumbrándome
Yo se (yo se)
Que tu (que tu)
Vales una fortuna
Hay mucha belleza aqui afuera
Pero como la que tienes tu ninguna
Yo estoy (yo estoy)
Seguro
De que estarías mucho mejor conmigo...
Bella
Talvez no lo sabe
Y esa es la clave,
Pa' hacerme verla
Siempre tan ...
Bella
Va por la calle
Sin maquillaje,
Deslumbrándome
Ahora deja
Que lluevan
Estas ganas que tengo de ti
Hay mas de lo que piensas
Conmigo lo vas a descubrir
Bella
Talvez no lo sabe
Y esa es la clave,
Pa' hacerme verla
Siempre tan ...
Bella
Va por la calle
Sin maquillaje,
deslumbrándome
Bien bella como doncella en Marsella
Ella desfila por la calle como en una pasarela
Of course definitely she is from Venezuela
Ella me tiene como loco mas prendío' que una vela
Por ella, seria capaz de bajar las estrellas
Inventar nuevos planetas solo pa' que se entretenga
She's more beautiful than she can imagine
Bella
Bella
Bella
EN:
Beautiful
Maybe she doesn't know
And that's the key,
To make me see her
Always so...
Beautiful
She walks down the street
With no makeup on,
dazzling me
I know (I know)
That you (that you)
You're worth a fortune
There's a lot of beauty out here
But none like the one you've got
I am (I am)
I'm sure
That you'd be much better off with me...
Beautiful
Maybe she doesn't know
And that's the key,
To make me see her
Always so...
Beautiful
She walks down the street
With no makeup on,
dazzling me
Now let it
Let it rain
These desires I have for you
There's more than you think
With me you'll find out
Beautiful
Maybe she doesn't know
And that's the key,
To make me see her
Always so...
Beautiful
She walks down the street
With no makeup on,
dazzling me
Pretty as a princess in Marseille
She parades down the street like on a catwalk
Of course definitely she is from Venezuela
She's got me like crazy more lit than a candle
For her, I'd be capable of lowering the stars
Invent new planets just to keep her entertained
She's more beautiful than she can imagine
Elegant, swaying, old-fashioned & nostalgic instrumental Elegant, swaying, old-fashioned & nostalgic instrumental cha-cha-bolero in the spirit of the 40s & the 50s. Brass section featuring lead trumpet, piano, Latin percussion.
Underscore. Elegant, rhythmic & nostalgic cha-cha-bolero in the Underscore. Elegant, rhythmic & nostalgic cha-cha-bolero in the spirit of the 40s & the 50s. Piano, Latin percussion.
Mix of mambo, hip hop & trap. Quikky, edgy, punctuated, both urban & Mix of mambo, hip hop & trap. Quikky, edgy, punctuated, both urban & exotic. Filtered introduction. Trumpets, tres, Latin percussion with conga, guiro & cowbell. Suggested for Latin party.
Tropical & festive. Reggaeton/salsaton. Male vocals sung in spanish, Tropical & festive. Reggaeton/salsaton. Male vocals sung in spanish, electronic keyboard, brass section, drums, latin percussion.歌词
Llego la rumba
Nos fuimos pa la calle
Vamo a ponerle sabor con detalle
Salsa en la calle te traje
Se? que vas a gozar
Cuando sientas el viaje
Que queeee
Por ahi? hay un alboroto
Disque? yo me volvi? loco
Porque quiero rumba
Porque a mi? me gusta
Es que en la calle se va a formar
Traigan las botellas
Vamo a vacila
Que venga mi gente
A pasarla bien
Hoy hay rumba buena
Venga usted tambie?n
Llego la rumba
Nos fuimos pa la calle
Vamo a ponerle sabor con detalle
Salsa en la calle te traje
Se? que vas a gozar
Cuando sientas el viaje
Y que paso
Y como fue
Esto e pa usted
fiesta en la calle
va a seguir hasta que amanezca vacilando no me quiero ir
Asi? que vamo a seguir
soneando
gozando
sudando
bailando
EN:
The rumba has arrived
Let's go to the street
Let's spice it up in detail
Salsa on the street I brought you
I know you will enjoy
When you feel the journey
What to do
There's a buzz going on over there
Say I went crazy
Because I want to party
Because I like it
In the street we' ll make it happen.
Bring the bottles
Let's dance
Let my people come
To have a good time
Today there is a good rumba
Come along too
The rumba has arrived
Let's go to the street
Let's spice it up in detail
Salsa on the street I brought you
I know you will enjoy
When you feel the trip
And what happened
And how is it
This is for you
street party
will go on until dawn shaking I don't want to go
So let's continue
sounding
enjoying
sweating
dancing
