Well-known 19th century minstrel folksong composed by Stephen Foster. Well-known 19th century minstrel folksong composed by Stephen Foster. "Oh, Susanna, Don't you cry for me, ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee...". Male country singer, guitare, banjo, slide dobro & rythmique. Instrumental tr-28 & 29.歌词
Verse 1
Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was dry
Sun so hot I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry
Chorus
Oh, Susanna
Don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Verse 2
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne
She was coming around the hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
I said I come from Dixie girl
Suzanna, don't you cry
Chorus
Oh, Susanna
Now, don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Yeah Oh, Susanna
Now, don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee
I. Introduction and Royal March of the Lion. Allegro moderato. I. Introduction and Royal March of the Lion. Allegro moderato. Strings and two pianos. Music @ 1'28. Small ensemble.
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.
Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish & English. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish & English. Better-off alone than with bad company. Female singer, electric piano, synth & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada
pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver
y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song
y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…
y mejor
EN:
lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call
but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again
and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song
and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...
Explicit. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish. Explicit. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish. Better-off alone than with bad company. Female singer, electronic piano, synth & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada
pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver
y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
Rolling with my ladies on the floor one blunt
singing baby baby drop that hoe
is the same old song
y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…
y mejor
EN:
lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call
but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again
and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
Rolling with my ladies on the floor one blunt
singing baby baby drop that hoe
is the same old song
and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...
Upbeat, energetic & punchy pop-rock sung in Spanish. Tired of being Upbeat, energetic & punchy pop-rock sung in Spanish. Tired of being "almost perfect". Male singer, distorted electric guitar, male backing vocals, synth & rock band.歌词
ES:
Fingiré que te entiendo
menosprecias lo que puede hacer mi cuerpo
No hay problema si el lío es el tiempo
No hay problema si estoy fuera de contexto
Y hoy
Hoy
No es el momento
Hoy
no se si me arrepiento
Hoy
Hoy vamos mas lento
Mejor mañana intento de nuevo
Estoy cansado
de ser casi perfecto
No es un halago,
no me pone contento
Y todo el mundo se imagina conmigo
Pero nadie quiere hacer el intento
Tengo un defecto
Que soy casi perfecto
Ya ni sabes que me falta
No me mientas insinuando que nada
Tu me dices que confundes mis palabras
Son excusas que me das como si no sintiera nada
Hoy
No es el momento
Hoy
no se si me arrepiento
Hoy
Hoy vamos mas lento
Mejor mañana intento de nuevo
Estoy cansado de ser casi perfecto
No es un halago, no me pone contento
Y todo el mundo se imagina conmigo
Pero nadie quiere hacer el intento
Tengo un defecto
Que soy casi perfecto
Y estoy cansado de ser casi perfecto
No es un halago, no me pone contento
Y todo el mundo se imagina conmigo
Pero nadie quiere hacer el intento
Tengo un defecto
Que soy casi perfecto
EN:
I'll pretend I understand you
you underestimate what my body can do
No problem if the trouble is time
No problem if I'm out of context
And today
Today
Is not the time
Today
I don't know if I regret it
Today
Today we go slower
I'd better try again tomorrow
I'm tired
of being almost perfect
It's not a compliment,
it doesn't make me happy
And everyone imagines themselves with me
But no one wants to try
I have a flaw
That I'm almost perfect
You don't even know what I lack
Don't lie to me by insinuating nothing
You tell me that you confuse my words
They're excuses that you give me as if I felt nothing
Today
It's not the time
Today
I don't know if I regret it
Today
Today we go slower
I'd better try again tomorrow
I'm tired of being almost perfect
It's not a compliment, it doesn't make me happy
And everyone imagines themselves with me
But no one wants to try
I have a flaw
That I'm almost perfect
And I'm tired of being almost perfect
It's not a compliment, it doesn't make me happy
And everyone imagines themselves with me
But no one wants to try
I have a flaw
That I'm almost perfect
French jazzy ballad in the the style of 30's & 40's. Relaxed, in a French jazzy ballad in the the style of 30's & 40's. Relaxed, in a good mood, delicate & carefree. Solo piano. Suggested for Suggested for time off in Paris, wellness & children TV.
Flamenco jazz improvisation. Intimate & meditative at first then Flamenco jazz improvisation. Intimate & meditative at first then fiery & virtuoso. Spanish guitar, bowed double bass & cajon. Lead accordion @ 2'08. Solo cajon @ 3'17.
Contemporary indie pop song. Playful, driving & percussive. Glitchy. Contemporary indie pop song. Playful, driving & percussive. Glitchy. Male singer, synth, piano & rhythm. Suggested for landscape, TV shows, romance.歌词
I shouldn’t call you,
Because I just lose my head, The way you make me feel, Your voice fills me with dread,
I told you all my secrets and now you’re gone. I shouldn’t call you.
Falsely intriguing, danceable, swirling & festive in a Jewish/Yiddish Falsely intriguing, danceable, swirling & festive in a Jewish/Yiddish mood. Pizzicato, Klezmer clarinet & cinematic percussion with riser. Bouncing @ 1'05 with clap & joyful celebration, almost mad. Comedy/dramedy trailer suggested for wedding & family comedy.
