Captivating, soulful & gentle flamenco in a bulería aesthetic. Captivating, soulful & gentle flamenco in a bulería aesthetic. Festive flamenco style characteristic of the region of Jerez de la Frontera. Spanish Guitar, taconeo (foot-stomping), palmas & cajon.
Intimate, charming, carefree & melodic flamenco in a tanguillo Intimate, charming, carefree & melodic flamenco in a tanguillo aesthetic. Style born in the region of Cadiz in Andalusia. Spanish Guitar, shaker, palmas & cajon.
Carefree & sentimental show song. Female singer, variety orchestra, Carefree & sentimental show song. Female singer, variety orchestra, string ensemble, piano, brass, trumpet & rhythm. Song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 50s & 60s.歌词
WONDERFUL NIGHT
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
The snow is falling, it’s a beautiful sight
New York shimmers in the winter light
Everything seems just right
This is such a wonderful night
Lovers on the ice
Hold each other tight
Under the moon shining bright
You may call it nice
I call it magic
Here in New York
It’s a wonderful night
Can’t you see
It’s not reality
It’s a dream that someone else is dreaming
A perfect fantasy, that was never to be
Clearly heaven sent but not meant for me
My glass is half empty tonight
Promise please to make it right
The snow is falling, it’s a beautiful sight
New York shimmers in the winter light
Everything is still alright
I can touch it, I can feel it, I can reach it
This is such a wonderful night
Snow falls...
what a wonderful night!
New york dazzles it shi-nes
with a billion lights
Streets are white
Eyes are bright
It is such a wonderful night!
Sil-houettes skate on the rink,
While chil-dren are making snow men,
and lovers hold each other tight
Some-thing in the air,
a kind of magic,
enfolds New York,
What a won-der-ful night !
From my win-dow
it seems like a snow globe
all this little world glows
but I'm no part of it
i'll spend the night all a-lone
dream that my prince final-ly comes
that we kiss, and dance, and fly
to the moon
I'm cold and so lonely to-night
but at least I can try to en-joy the sight
Wonderful night,
New York shines bright
with a billion lights
it is such a wonderful night
Carefree & sentimental show song. Male singer in crooner style, Carefree & sentimental show song. Male singer in crooner style, variety orchestra, string ensemble, piano, brass, trumpet & rhythm. Song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 50s & 60s.歌词
WONDERFUL NIGHT
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
The snow is falling, it’s a beautiful sight
New York shimmers in the winter light
Everything seems just right
This is such a wonderful night
Lovers on the ice
Hold each other tight
Under the moon shining bright
You may call it nice
I call it magic
Here in New York
It’s a wonderful night
Can’t you see
It’s not reality
It’s a dream that someone else is dreaming
A perfect fantasy, that was never to be
Clearly heaven sent but not meant for me
My glass is half empty tonight
Promise please to make it right
The snow is falling, it’s a beautiful sight
New York shimmers in the winter light
Everything is still alright
I can touch it, I can feel it, I can reach it
This is such a wonderful night
Snow falls...
what a wonderful night!
New york dazzles it shi-nes
with a billion lights
Streets are white
Eyes are bright
It is such a wonderful night!
Sil-houettes skate on the rink,
While chil-dren are making snow men,
and lovers hold each other tight
Some-thing in the air,
a kind of magic,
enfolds New York,
What a won-der-ful night !
From my win-dow
it seems like a snow globe
all this little world glows
but I'm no part of it
i'll spend the night all a-lone
dream that my prince final-ly comes
that we kiss, and dance, and fly
to the moon
I'm cold and so lonely to-night
but at least I can try to en-joy the sight
Wonderful night,
New York shines bright
with a billion lights
it is such a wonderful night
Carefree & sentimental. Variety orchestra with lead trumpet & rhythm. Carefree & sentimental. Variety orchestra with lead trumpet & rhythm. In the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 40s & 50s
Alternative hip hop. Classy, hybrid, confident, streetwise & proud. Alternative hip hop. Classy, hybrid, confident, streetwise & proud. Break @ 1'31. Drum machine, piano, brass & strings. Music for entertainment, lifestyle & tv underscore.
Hip hop west coast. Streetwise, groovy, confident, enthusiastic & Hip hop west coast. Streetwise, groovy, confident, enthusiastic & positive. Brass @ 0'45. Break @ 1'07. Drum machine & keyboard. Music for urban environment, sport, tv underscore & lifestyle.
Ukulele melody with an Hawaii feel. Simple, strummed, exotic & Ukulele melody with an Hawaii feel. Simple, strummed, exotic & carefree. Ukulele, bass & percussion. Suggested for holidays & travel & beach.
Rap, global hip-hop in an ego-trip style. Swagger, attitude & proud Rap, global hip-hop in an ego-trip style. Swagger, attitude & proud boom-bap sung in Spanish. Reaching for the top. Male rap singer, male backing vocals, synth, sampling & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
Wake up
Me despierto tempra
Seguimos subiendo,
A base de mis letras
Winpot
Tenemos el premio,
Vamos generando
La llave maestra
Hoy en día que yo vivo de mi voz
Armando el castillo, y escalando siempre voy
Varios que pensaron que jamás yo llegaría
Pero ahora en el trono y en la noche a la cabina
Mami tranqui
Llévalo con calma
Yo tengo la clave
Yo tengo las armas
A 200 me vieron corriendo por el boulevard
Todos ellos preguntaron, ¿oye a donde vas?
Pero es que nunca freno
No desacelero
Por más que disparen
No me tiran, soy de acero
Venimos de cero
El frío como nero
Llevo años en esto
Y como siempre desde enero
Wow ma,
Tenemos el fuego
Somos los titulares,
Los que resuelven el juego
No existen sustituto
Como CR7 y Leo
Tú tírame tu hate
Al final yo ni los leo
Tengo tanto hielo
Hielo en el cuello
Que parezco un esquimal
Por poquito y me congelo
Así suena mi ritmo
No hay comparación
Por más que pagas promo
No pegará tu canción
Rapstar trapstar
Una vida de artista
Feeling like a rockstar
Rapstar trapstar
Una vida de artista
Feeling like a rockstar
3 am, Gucci, Philipp, Plein
Voy viviendo mi vida
Living my way
Elijo cada día, elijo mi profesión
Eligiendo otro viaje
Produciendo otra canción
Wake up
Me despierto tempra
Seguimos subiendo,
A base de mis letras
Winpot
Tenemos el premio,
Vamos generando
La llave maestra
Hoy en día que yo vivo de mi voz
Armando el castillo, y escalando siempre voy
Varios que pensaron que jamás yo llegaría
Pero ahora en el trono y en la noche a la tarima
Mami tranqui
Llévalo con calma
Yo tengo la clave
Yo tengo las armas
A 200 me vieron corriendo por el boulevard
Todos ellos preguntaron, ¿oye a donde vas?
Pero es que nunca freno
No desacelero
Por más que disparen
No me tiran, soy de acero
Venimos de cero
El frío como nero
Llevo años en esto
Y como siempre desde enero
EN:
Wake up
I wake up early
We keep on climbing,
Powered by my lyrics
Winpot
We have the prize,
We're generating
The master key
Today I live from my voice
Building the castle, and climbing I always go
Several thought I'd never get there
But now I' m on the throne and at night in the booth
Mami relax
Take it easy
I've got the key
I've got the guns
At 200 they saw me running down the boulevard
They all asked, hey where are you going?
But I never stop
I don't slow down
No matter how much they shoot
They don't hit me, I'm made of steel
We come from zero
Cold as nero
I've been doing this for years
And as always since January
Wow ma,
We've got the fire
We're the headliners,
We're the game solvers
There are no substitutes
Like CR7 and Leo
You throw me your hate
In the end I don't even read it
I have so much ice
Ice on my neck
That I look like an Eskimo
I'm so close to freezing
That's what my rhythm sounds like
There's no comparison
No matter how much you pay for a promo
Your song won't stick
Rapstar trapstar
A life of an artist
Feeling like a rockstar
Rapstar trapstar
A life of an artist
Feeling like a rockstar
3 am, Gucci, Philipp, Plein
I'm living my life
Living my way
I choose every day, I choose my profession
Choosing another journey
Producing another song
Wake up
I wake up early
We keep on climbing,
Powered by my lyrics
Winpot
We have the prize,
We're generating
The master key
Today I live from my voice
Building the castle, and climbing I always go
Several thought I'd never get there
But now I' m on the throne and at night on the stage
Mami relax
Take it easy
I've got the key
I've got the guns
At 200 they saw me running down the boulevard
They all asked, hey where are you going?
But I never stop
I don't slow down
No matter how much they shoot
They don't hit me, I'm made of steel
We come from zero
Cold as nero
I've been doing this for years
And as always since January
Hip Hop track. Stimulating, swagger, stylish, cool & confident. Hip Hop track. Stimulating, swagger, stylish, cool & confident. Electro beat, synth & FX. For team sport, highlights & video games.
Tranquil, trippy, emotional. Ambience made up of sweeping vocal notes Tranquil, trippy, emotional. Ambience made up of sweeping vocal notes and ambient noise emerges, with ascending scales producing a sense of upbeat emotion. Instrumentation asserts a sense of zen, before kick and hang drum begin with a determined and serious rhythmic sequence. Swirling voices become apprehensive as hang drum melody creates a feeling of suspense before slowly drifting into fun holiday tune at 01:30. Reminiscent of a spiritual journey, moments of peaceful reflection and struggle.
Tranquil, trippy, emotional. Ambient notes swell, a sense of Tranquil, trippy, emotional. Ambient notes swell, a sense of peacefulness and zen emerging through the waves of euphoric sound. Kick drum and hang drum bring a sense of determination and seriousness before moving into a happy holiday vibe at 01:30. Reminiscent of a spiritual journey, moments of peaceful reflection and struggle. Instrumental version.
Tranquil, trippy. Hang drum plays out tune conveying a sense of Tranquil, trippy. Hang drum plays out tune conveying a sense of determination and seriousness before falling into a happy holiday vibe at 00:40. Reminiscent of a spiritual journey, moments of peaceful reflection and struggle. Stripped back underscore version.
Tranquil, trippy, emotional. Ambience made up of sweeping vocal notes Tranquil, trippy, emotional. Ambience made up of sweeping vocal notes and ambient noise emerges, with ascending scales producing a sense of upbeat emotion. Instrumentation asserts a sense of zen, before kick drum starts a determined and serious rhythmic sequence launching into soft house with positive bassline. Stripped back underscore version.
Dreamy, charming & carefree hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Dreamy, charming & carefree hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Looking towards the future, not the past. Female rap singer, voice sampling, synth, fx vinyl noise, electric strings & electronic percussion. English rap @ 2'21.歌词
ES:
oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez
ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
tengo antojo de helao'
dame un beso frio endulzao'
que me sepa a mandarina
con burbujas como aspirina
con olor a tarta de queso
la textura de un pan entero
calentito solo pa mi
hazlo pensando solo en mi
te hago un hueco en la cama plegable
planes improvisados de tarde
ponemos algo de los noventa
la peli mas cliché que prefieras
como me gusta verte la espalda
sin el peto de color naranja
y pintarte solo con las huellas
una rosa con granos de arena
tu eres un universo en la tierra
dale que yo te llevo a Paris
nos montamos en alguna nube
y si quieres nos alquilo el Louvre
y te compro un helado de fresa
fresa rosa fresa palo fresa
fresa fresca fresita francesa
fresa tierna y luego una frambuesa
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
im trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
pero no te sale bien
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end…
oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez
ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
la brisa del patio
hojas de tabaco
bailan lentamente
entre flores del jardin
me pierdo en tus manos
no me pierdo nada
camino despacio
tranquilita junto a ti
EN:
hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve
I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
I'm craving for ice cream
give me a cold sweetened kiss
that tastes like tangerine
with bubbles like aspirin
with the smell of cheesecake
the texture of a whole loaf of bread
warm only for me
do it thinking only of me
I'll make room for you in the folding bed
improvised evening plans
we put on something from the nineties
the most cliché movie you want
how I like to see your back
without the orange training bib
and paint you only with your footprints
a rose with grains of sand
you are a universe on earth
come on, I'll take you to Paris
we'll ride on a cloud
and if you want I'll rent us the Louvre
and I'll buy you a strawberry ice cream
strawberry pink strawberry stick strawberry
fresh strawberry French strawberry
tender strawberry and then a raspberry
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
i'm trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
but you don't get it right
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
I wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end...
hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve
I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
the breeze in the courtyard
tobacco leaves
dance slowly
among the flowers in the garden
I lose myself in your hands
I don't miss anything
I walk slowly
calmly by your side
