Funereal, melancholy & moving. Piano played in arpeggios, strings & ...Funereal, melancholy & moving. Piano played in arpeggios, strings & clarinet. Suggested for historical documentaries & World War II aftermath.
Laid-back, pastoral & heartfelt Colombian vallenato sung in Spanish. ...Laid-back, pastoral & heartfelt Colombian vallenato sung in Spanish. Analogy between a beautiful but impossible love & a thorny rose. Male singer, accordion, Spanish guitar, guacharaca & Latin percussion.歌词
ES:
En el jardín más hermoso y florido
Imaginé que podría encontrar
A alguien de verdad
Que trajera paz
A mi alma oscurecida
Y hallé una rosa cubierta de espinas
Capaz de hacerme una herida mortal
Yo sabía
Que sería
Difícil regarla
Sus espinas
No dejaron
Que yo me acercara
Por qué tuvo que jugar así?
Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Por qué tuvo que jugar así?
Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Extrañaré
Sus suaves pétalos cubiertos de lluvia
Que iluminaban la luz de la luna
Y esa figura, que me hizo pecar
Por qué tuvo que jugar así?
Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Por qué tuvo que jugar así?
Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Aquella rosa que me cautivaba
Nunca pensó que podría morir
Alguien como yo
Que vive de amor
E idealiza la vida
Que no soporta si la despedida
Viene del ser que un día más amó
Yo intenté
Y no pude
Hacer que confiara
La busqué
Y fue tarde
Ella se alejaba
Por qué tuvo que jugar así?
Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Por qué tuvo que jugar así?
Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Extrañaré
Sus suaves pétalos cubiertos de lluvia
Que iluminaban la luz de la luna
Y esa figura, que me hizo pecar
Por qué tuvo que jugar así?
Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Por qué tuvo que jugar así?
Por qué, si era todo para mí?
EN:
In the most beautiful and flowery garden
I imagined I could find
Someone real
Who could bring peace
To my darkened soul
And I found a rose covered in thorns
Capable of inflicting in me a mortal wound
I knew
It would be
Difficult to nurture
Its thorns
Prevented me
From getting close
Why did she have to play like this?
Why, if she was everything to me?
Why did she have to play like this?
Why, if she was everything to me?
I will miss
Its soft petals covered in rain
That illuminated the moonlight
And that figure, which made me sin
Why did she have to play like this?
Why, if she was everything to me?
Why did she have to play like this?
Why, if she was everything to me?
That rose that captivated me
Never thought it could die
Someone like me
Who lives for love
And idealizes life
Who cannot bear if the farewell
Comes from the one who once was the most beloved
I tried
And couldn't
Make her trust
I searched for her
And it was too late
She was walking away
Why did she have to play like this?
Why, if she was everything to me?
Why did she have to play like this?
Why, if she was everything to me?
I will miss
Its soft petals covered in rain
That illuminated the moonlight
And that figure, which made me sin
Why did she have to play like this?
Why, if she was everything to me?
Why did she have to play like this?
Why, if she was everything to me?
Extended intro. Laid-back, pastoral & heartfelt Colombian vallenato ...Extended intro. Laid-back, pastoral & heartfelt Colombian vallenato sung in Spanish. Analogy between a beautiful but impossible love, & a thorny rose. Male singer, accordion, Spanish guitar, guacharaca & Latin percussion.歌词
ES:
En el jardín más hermoso y florido Imaginé que podría encontrar A alguien de verdad Que trajera paz A mi alma oscurecida Y hallé una rosa cubierta de espinas Capaz de hacerme una herida mortal
Yo sabía Que sería Difícil regarla Sus espinas No dejaron Que yo me acercara
Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí? Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Extrañaré Sus suaves pétalos cubiertos de lluvia Que iluminaban la luz de la luna Y esa figura, que me hizo pecar
Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí? Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Aquella rosa que me cautivaba Nunca pensó que podría morir Alguien como yo Que vive de amor E idealiza la vida Que no soporta si la despedida Viene del ser que un día más amó
Yo intenté Y no pude Hacer que confiara La busqué Y fue tarde Ella se alejaba
Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí? Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Extrañaré Sus suaves pétalos cubiertos de lluvia Que iluminaban la luz de la luna Y esa figura, que me hizo pecar
Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí? Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí?
EN:
In the most beautiful and flowery garden I imagined I could find Someone real Who could bring peace To my darkened soul And I found a rose covered in thorns Capable of inflicting in me a mortal wound
I knew It would be Difficult to nurture Its thorns Prevented me From getting close
Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me? Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me?
I will miss Its soft petals covered in rain That illuminated the moonlight And that figure, which made me sin
Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me? Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me?
That rose that captivated me Never thought it could die Someone like me Who lives for love And idealizes life Who cannot bear if the farewell Comes from the one who once was the most beloved
I tried And couldn't Make her trust I searched for her And it was too late She was walking away
Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me? Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me?
I will miss Its soft petals covered in rain That illuminated the moonlight And that figure, which made me sin
Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me? Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me?
30's vocal. Laid-back, pastoral & heartfelt Colombian vallenato sung ...30's vocal. Laid-back, pastoral & heartfelt Colombian vallenato sung in Spanish. Analogy between a beautiful but impossible love, & a thorny rose. Male singer, accordion, Spanish guitar, guacharaca & Latin percussion.歌词
ES:
En el jardín más hermoso y florido Imaginé que podría encontrar A alguien de verdad Que trajera paz A mi alma oscurecida Y hallé una rosa cubierta de espinas Capaz de hacerme una herida mortal
Yo sabía Que sería Difícil regarla Sus espinas No dejaron Que yo me acercara
Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí? Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Extrañaré Sus suaves pétalos cubiertos de lluvia Que iluminaban la luz de la luna Y esa figura, que me hizo pecar
Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí? Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Aquella rosa que me cautivaba Nunca pensó que podría morir Alguien como yo Que vive de amor E idealiza la vida Que no soporta si la despedida Viene del ser que un día más amó
Yo intenté Y no pude Hacer que confiara La busqué Y fue tarde Ella se alejaba
Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí? Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí?
Extrañaré Sus suaves pétalos cubiertos de lluvia Que iluminaban la luz de la luna Y esa figura, que me hizo pecar
Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí? Por qué tuvo que jugar así? Por qué, si era todo para mí?
EN:
In the most beautiful and flowery garden I imagined I could find Someone real Who could bring peace To my darkened soul And I found a rose covered in thorns Capable of inflicting in me a mortal wound
I knew It would be Difficult to nurture Its thorns Prevented me From getting close
Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me? Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me?
I will miss Its soft petals covered in rain That illuminated the moonlight And that figure, which made me sin
Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me? Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me?
That rose that captivated me Never thought it could die Someone like me Who lives for love And idealizes life Who cannot bear if the farewell Comes from the one who once was the most beloved
I tried And couldn't Make her trust I searched for her And it was too late She was walking away
Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me? Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me?
I will miss Its soft petals covered in rain That illuminated the moonlight And that figure, which made me sin
Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me? Why did she have to play like this? Why, if she was everything to me?
Challenging, serious, experienced. Swirling melodies and sub bass ...Challenging, serious, experienced. Swirling melodies and sub bass give an adversarial vibe, coming up against a sworn enemy or challenging team. Male vocals give a sense of assurance with repetition of experience and success. Big bass hitting alongside kick drum giving a taut atmosphere, people with strength and agility. Charismatic male vocal style with fast-paced delivery.歌词
How many times we done did it,A million, million, million times,Put it on the line Imma win it,Really, I'm really, I'm really that guy,Think I done broke my limit,A million, million, million times,If you wanna start it I can finish it,Really, I'm really, I'm really that guy. I heard they talking about money,Let’s see who putting up numbers,Or being a phoney,All on they screen like I'm Sony, hmm,Zooming right past ‘em,I copped me a foreign,Look how the tables done turned,I make my money go round like the earth,Work in the week, and the weekend I splurge,What can I say, I don't play to be third,If they ain't got the memo, Then pass ‘em the word,We stacking and earning like we on the first,I rather go get it, than sit in the corner,Know the bout the pain, say I know how it hurts,Talk to me nice when I rise to the surface,World on my shoulder I carry the burden,Bills in the bank I don't stress when I purchase,Many men want me dead just like I’m Curtis. I ran it up, by my lonely,I know the ins and out,Like I built this on my own,Lately been focused on growth,Still I could stand the podium,And say that I told you,The world is mine like I'm Tony,Since I got a hold of it, I ain't let go it,What you pack in ya stomach,Pack a punch like I’m Rocky,No don't make me show it. How many times we done did it,A million, million, million times,Put it on the line Imma win it,Really, I'm really, I'm really that guy,Think I done broke my limit,A million, million, million times,If you wanna start it I can finish it,Really, I'm really, I'm really that guy.
Challenging, serious, experienced. Swirling melodies and sub bass ...Challenging, serious, experienced. Swirling melodies and sub bass give an adversarial vibe, coming up against a sworn enemy or challenging team. Big bass hitting alongside kick drum giving a taut atmosphere, people with strength and agility. Instrumental version.
Challenging, serious, experienced. Serious strings and sub bass give ...Challenging, serious, experienced. Serious strings and sub bass give an adversarial vibe, coming up against a sworn enemy or challenging team. Big bass hitting alongside kick drum giving a taut atmosphere, people with strength and agility. Stripped back underscore version.
Eerie, fun, fanciful. Double bass sequence sets out a sense of ...Eerie, fun, fanciful. Double bass sequence sets out a sense of intrigue, with string stabs and keys bringing a brightness to the scene. Percussion gives a power a 00:40 as a anxious atmosphere is created. Feeling of seriousness or gothic elements among the hilarity from the creepy melody line. A comical scene in a graveyard or haunted house.
Eerie, fun, fanciful. Double bass sequence sets out a sense of ...Eerie, fun, fanciful. Double bass sequence sets out a sense of intrigue, with string stabs and keys bringing a brightness to the scene. Organ stabs interject and give an odd, shuffling beat. Feeling of seriousness or gothic elements among the hilarity from the creepy melody line. A comical scene in a graveyard or haunted house. Stripped back underscore version.
Communal, crowded, exciting. Rhythm sets in over reverbed droning ...Communal, crowded, exciting. Rhythm sets in over reverbed droning notes, clearing a space for graceful strings to begin to dance and embrace. A feeling of ornate beauty, a temple brightly coloured and beautifully decorated. Overwhelming percussion gives a sense of crowds and movement. A busy city as a temple swells with people. Noble chord progressions give a feeling of a search for truth in a crowded world.
Communal, crowded, exciting. Rhythm sets in over reverbed droning ...Communal, crowded, exciting. Rhythm sets in over reverbed droning notes, clearing a space for graceful strings to begin to dance and embrace. A feeling of ornate beauty, a temple brightly coloured and beautifully decorated. Overwhelming percussion gives a sense of crowds and movement. A busy city as a temple swells with people. Noble chord progressions give a feeling of a search for truth in a crowded world. Stripped back underscore version.
Tough, yearning, spirited. Harsh distorted guitar strums out roughly ...Tough, yearning, spirited. Harsh distorted guitar strums out roughly before heading into a rousing sequence with bagpipe melody and fast-paced snare. Tuneful nostalgic vocals sing of a special pub where people gather to tell stories. Sense of fight and determination in passionate vocals and longing instrumentation.歌词
There’s a free house I know, down an old country road, Where the liquor is cheap, and the firelight burns low, The floors tell a story of blood, sweat and tears, Where the feet of our fathers will ring on for years.
Hold your head high, We'll do or we'll die!
Blood, Sweat and Tears, (Ooohhh Ooohhh) Blood, Sweat and Tears, (Wooahhhhhoooaahhh) Blood, Sweat and Tears, (Wooahhhhhoooaahhh) The feet of our fathers will live on in blood, sweat and tears! So fight the fight and stand strong!
In the wake of our elders, we'll find our own way, And carry the torch as we fight through the fray, With hearts unafraid, and our courage to spare, We'll taste the good life, and we'll live without care.
So prove yourself tough, prove yourself brave, Stand with your family and fight ‘til the grave, In the face of adversity, battles and brawls, Prove yourself worthy and bold to the core.
Hold your head high, We'll do or we'll die!
Blood, Sweat and Tears, (Wooahhhhhoooaahhh) Blood, Sweat and Tears, (Wooahhhhhoooaahhh) Blood, Sweat and Tears, (Wooahhhhhoooaahhh) The feet of our fathers will live on in blood, sweat and tears! So fight the fight and stand strong!
In that free house we know, down the old country road, Where the liquor is cheap, and the embers burn low, The floors tell a story of blood, sweat and tears, Where our feet will continue to ring on for years.
So Prove yourself tough, Prove yourself brave, Prove yourself tough, Prove yourself brave, Fight the fight and stand up strong!
Tough, yearning, spirited. Harsh distorted guitar strums out roughly ...Tough, yearning, spirited. Harsh distorted guitar strums out roughly before heading into a rousing sequence with bagpipe melody and fast-paced snare. Sense of fight and determination in longing instrumentation. Instrumental version.
Yearning, spirited, wholesome. Positive energy from thrumming folk ...Yearning, spirited, wholesome. Positive energy from thrumming folk instrumentation and flute. Sense of reminiscence in teary melodies and quaint chord progression. Stripped back underscore version.
Brit rock, indie rock. Propulsive, stubborn & rough. Electric guitar ...Brit rock, indie rock. Propulsive, stubborn & rough. Electric guitar & bass, drums.
Bittersweet, ambiguous & bouncy in the spirit of 20s German ...Bittersweet, ambiguous & bouncy in the spirit of 20s German expressionist cinema. Piano played staccato, brass, winds & percussion. Suggested for historical documentary.
Starry, mysterious, vast. Worried pads give way to anxious violin and ...Starry, mysterious, vast. Worried pads give way to anxious violin and piano as they scatter into a large soundscape. Violin leads charge with a courageous and weighty tune. A group of individuals understanding the grave nature of their plight or challenge, pushing through with hope and belief regardless. Synths give a starlit energy.
Starry, mysterious, vast. Worried pads give way to anxious piano ...Starry, mysterious, vast. Worried pads give way to anxious piano scattering into a large soundscape. A group of individuals understanding the grave nature of their plight or challenge, pushing through with hope and belief regardless. Synths give a starlit energy. Stripped back underscore version.
Eerie, delicate, whimsical. Light piano finds its way into uncertain ...Eerie, delicate, whimsical. Light piano finds its way into uncertain conclusions, note patterns giving a twinkling but spooky vibe. Tone gradually unfurls through more detailed sequences, helped along by scary pads. Bassier notes push forward at 01:05 give more meaning and drive to worried aura.
Eerie, delicate, whimsical. Light piano finds its way into uncertain ...Eerie, delicate, whimsical. Light piano finds its way into uncertain conclusions, note patterns giving a twinkling but spooky vibe. Tone gradually unfurls through more detailed sequences. Piano only version.
Eerie, delicate, whimsical. Pads offer an unsure tone through scary ...Eerie, delicate, whimsical. Pads offer an unsure tone through scary notes and icy feeling. Bassier notes push through at 01:05 offering more meaning and. drive to the worried aura. Stripped back underscore version.
Promising, atmospheric, noble. Worried rhythmic strings create a ...Promising, atmospheric, noble. Worried rhythmic strings create a sense of perseverance and energy. Rhythm builds as strings are layered and light organic percussion sounds give a sense of momentum. Visions of a pure individual working hard when faced with a great challenge or test, a shadow of seriousness looming over heroism. Stripped back underscore version.
Promising, atmospheric, noble. Trembling string works through ...Promising, atmospheric, noble. Trembling string works through revolving melody, growing with the help of supporting instrumentation. Visions of a pure individual working hard when faced with a great challenge or test, a shadow of seriousness looming over heroism or perseverance. Instrumentation builds as layers of strings burst into a frantic but beautiful tune.
