Emotive, poignant, sentimental. Reflective piano with mournful, Emotive, poignant, sentimental. Reflective piano with mournful, expressive strings drift and weave in beautiful layers, with a sense of nostalgia and sorrow. Melancholic and minimal orchestral score which moves from bleak, heartbroken moments to those of uplifting, tentative hope.
Emotive, poignant, sentimental. Reflective piano with mournful, Emotive, poignant, sentimental. Reflective piano with mournful, expressive strings drift and weave in beautiful layers, with a sense of nostalgia and sorrow. Melancholic and minimal orchestral score which moves from bleak, heartbroken moments to those of uplifting, tentative hope.
Instrumental bolero with a flamenco touch. Sensual & mysterious. Instrumental bolero with a flamenco touch. Sensual & mysterious. Spanish Flamenca guitar, cajon, castanets, organ, synth, Latin percussion. Suggested for latin romance.
Instrumental bolero with a flamenco touch. Sensual & mysterious. Instrumental bolero with a flamenco touch. Sensual & mysterious. Cajon, castanets, organ, synth, Latin percussion.
Romantic old fashioned bolero, smooth & intimate. Sung in Spanish. Romantic old fashioned bolero, smooth & intimate. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, Latin percussion, organ, electric guitar, piano. Suggested for telenovelas & latin romance. 歌词
Tú me enseñaste A sonreír despacio A contemplar la vida
Soft & confident intro with piano arpeggio building up with a Soft & confident intro with piano arpeggio building up with a generous staccato strings & duduk in a togetherness mood. Finale with choir @ 1'40 & climax.
Alternate without percussion. Soft & confident intro with piano Alternate without percussion. Soft & confident intro with piano arpeggio building up with a generous staccato strings & duduk in a togetherness mood. Finale with choir @ 1'40 & climax.
Alternate without choir. Soft & confident intro with piano arpeggio Alternate without choir. Soft & confident intro with piano arpeggio building up with a generous staccato strings & duduk in a togetherness mood. Finale @ 1'40. Climax.
Funky, cool, positive. Confident brass with atmospheric organ, warm Funky, cool, positive. Confident brass with atmospheric organ, warm guitars and soulful female vocals. Playful saxophone solo from 01:37 builds back up with beautiful vocal harmonies to a catchy and celebratory finale. Carefree soul with heart.歌词
Give it up for the little ones, their sunshine smile Their head so wild and free Give it up for the moonlight, the cold cold nights The stars shine down on me The beauty in the sun, the shimmer of the rain The swaying of the trees, with every cold embrace But something's going on, things have got to change We can't erase the writing on the page All we got to do is (stand up) Oh, can't you hear it (stand up) All we got to do is (stand up) Oh can't you see All we got to do is stand up together, stand up together In peace, in love, in light People we need one another, believe in each other One world, one love, one light Oh, yeah yeah... Oh, there's one above, yeah Oh, and only one life Oh, there's one above, yeah Oh, ooh ooh ooh Everybody (stand up) Can't you hear me (stand up) Oh, can't you see (stand up) All we got to do is stand up together, stand up together In peace, in love, in light People we need one another, believe in each other One world, one love, one light Oh, there's one above, yeah Oh, there's only one life Oh, there's one above, yeah Oh, there's only one life
Funky, cool, positive. Confident brass with atmospheric organ and Funky, cool, positive. Confident brass with atmospheric organ and warm guitars. Playful saxophone solo from 01:37 builds back up to a catchy and celebratory finale. Carefree soul with heart.
Funky, cool, positive. Confident brass with atmospheric organ and Funky, cool, positive. Confident brass with atmospheric organ and warm guitars that build to a celebratory finale. Carefree soul with heart. Stripped back underscore version.
Funky, cool, positive. Confident brass with atmospheric organ and Funky, cool, positive. Confident brass with atmospheric organ and warm guitars. Carefree soul with heart.
Revisited lament song, passionate & evolving, sung in Spanish. Female Revisited lament song, passionate & evolving, sung in Spanish. Female singer, Spanish guitar, traditional Colombian gaita and tambora. Female choir & brass @ 2'05.歌词
Era como un niño Era como un llanto Era como un ronco sollozo en su canto Era la esperanza Era la confianza Que deje pérdida por toda mi casa Que deje pérdida por toda mi casa
Era como un niño Era como un llanto Era como un ronco sollozo en su canto Era la esperanza Era la confianza Que deje pérdida por toda mi casa Que deje pérdida por toda mi casa
(Es tu negro corazón), el que me dice (Es tu negro corazón), me dice que siga (Es tu negro corazón), el que me grita (Es tu negro corazón), me debo morir (Es tu negro corazón), el que me grita (Es tu negro corazón), me dice que siga (Es tu negro corazón), el que me dice (Es tu negro corazón), me debo morir (Es tu negro corazón), el que me dice (Es tu negro corazón), me dice que siga (Es tu negro corazón), el que me grita (Es tu negro corazón), déjala morir.
Eeee ie ie ie ie, me dice que siga me dice que siga
Pensive, sof & restrained. Exhilarating @ 1'15. Electric guitar, Pensive, sof & restrained. Exhilarating @ 1'15. Electric guitar, sequencing, keyboard, snaps, claps & rhythm @ 1'15. Crescendo building up constantly.
Emotive, inspiring, rousing. Reflective piano melodies drift with Emotive, inspiring, rousing. Reflective piano melodies drift with bright, glimmering synth textures and string swells, building to epic, heartfelt and romantic finale with powerful drums. Hopeful and dramatic cue.
Emotive, inspiring, rousing. Reflective piano melodies drift with Emotive, inspiring, rousing. Reflective piano melodies drift with delicate string swells. Hopeful and poignant cue.
Innocent, warm, emotive. Bright acoustic guitars with reflective Innocent, warm, emotive. Bright acoustic guitars with reflective banjo and emotional male vocals are carried along by handclaps and tambourine. Inspiring and atmospheric organic indie folk cue with expressive strings, building to rousing choruses and a cinematic and panoramic finale with positive, playful and uplifting violin melodies.
Innocent, warm, emotive. Instrumental underscore version. Bright Innocent, warm, emotive. Instrumental underscore version. Bright acoustic guitars with reflective banjo are carried along by handclaps and tambourine. Inspiring and atmospheric organic indie folk cue with expressive strings, building to rousing choruses and a cinematic and panoramic finale with positive, playful and uplifting violin melodies.
Innocent, warm, emotive. Bright acoustic guitars and emotional male Innocent, warm, emotive. Bright acoustic guitars and emotional male vocals are carried along by tambourine. Inspiring and atmospheric organic indie folk cue with expressive strings, building to a rousing chorus finale with positive, playful and uplifting violin melodies.
Emotional & introspective intro with piano arpeggio & cello. Heroic & Emotional & introspective intro with piano arpeggio & cello. Heroic & intense theme. Building up to climax & resolution with soft piano arpeggio. Trailer music.
Alternate without percussion. Emotional & introspective intro with Alternate without percussion. Emotional & introspective intro with piano arpeggio & cello. Heroic & intense theme. Building up to climax & resolution with soft piano arpeggio. Trailer music.
Alternate without choir. Emotional & introspective intro with piano Alternate without choir. Emotional & introspective intro with piano arpeggio & cello. Heroic & intense theme. Building up to climax & resolution with soft piano arpeggio. Trailer music.
Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Exhilarating & sentimental. Female Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Exhilarating & sentimental. Female singer, piano, strings & guitar.歌词
ParisT'as l'palpitant à Notre-DameMais l'Amour c'est rue d'AmsterdamQu'on l'achète, pour des picaillons,Mêm' à c'prix là parfois c'est bon ParisT'as la tête au creux des nuagesLa Tour Eiffel et trois étagesQui scintillent quand arriv' le soirDès fois qu'tu vois tout trop en noir ParisT'as les pieds au bord de la SeineOù s'noie l’chagrin quand t’as d’la peineSous des vagues de mélancolieAu son des orgu' de Barbarie ParisT’as les esgourd' qu’ont des bouchonsA caus' de la circulationT’as plus vingt berges et dans ta voixQuand tu gamberges ça n’est plus toi
ParisT'as les poumons dans l' Bois d'VincennesDans l’Bois d'Boulogne des phénomènesQui respirent un parfum d’amour Qui ne durera pas toujours
ParisDans tes veines y a l'métro qui ramePour écouler tous les quidamsQui s'serrent les coudes au p'tit matinPour s'faufiler jusqu'au turbin ParisT’as les tripes au Quartier LatinQuand vient l’mois d’Mai et dans la mainTu tiens l'fusil ou bien l' canonA l'heur' de la Révolution ParisY a tes peintres qui t'font des couleursDes piqu'assiettes qui n'ont pas peurD'impressionner dans les salonsTime is Monet ou Valadon ParisT'as tant d'amour dans tes chansonsQu'parfois on en perd la raisonQu'on se les siffle à tout bout d'champEt parfois mêm' aux enterr'ments
English translation :
PARIS ParisYour heart is in Notre DameBut love, it’s in rue d’AmsterdamWhere you buy it for peanuts ParisYour head is nestled in the cloudsThe Eiffel Tower and its three storiesWhich sparkle as night fallsIf ever you looking on the dark side ParisYour feet on the bank of the SeineWhere sadness drowns when you’re in painUnder waves of melancholyTo the sound of the barrel organ Paris,Your ears are blockedBecause of the trafficYou’re no longer twenty and in your voiceI you think about itIt’s no longer you ParisYour lungs are in the Bois de VincennesAnd in the Bois de Boulogne these creaturesWho breeze a perfume of loveWhich will not last forever ParisIn your veins there’s the metro striving To circulate your populationCrushed together in the early morningOn their way to work ParisYour guts are in the Latin QuarterWhen the month of May comes aroundPistol in your hand or even the canonAt the hour of the Revolution ParisPainters fill you with coloursScroungers
unafraidTo make an impression in the salonsTime is Monet or Valadon ParisSo much love in your songsSometimes loosing our heads in themWhistling them at every turnAnd sometimes even at funerals
