Bright, delicate, buoyant. Clean and upbeat piano sequence joined by ...Bright, delicate, buoyant. Clean and upbeat piano sequence joined by strong drumbeat and emotive flutes. Floaty positive vibe with a feeling of longing from aspirational tune. String impacts give a sophisticated energy. Someone training hard for a competition or challenge, focusing and becoming better equipped for a test.
Bright, delicate, buoyant. Sub bass plods along with trappy ...Bright, delicate, buoyant. Sub bass plods along with trappy percussion with a positive, upbeat vibe. Flute gives an emotive poignance. Someone training hard for a competition or challenge, focusing and becoming better equipped for a test. Stripped back underscore version.
Bright, delicate, buoyant. Sub bass plods along with trappy ...Bright, delicate, buoyant. Sub bass plods along with trappy percussion with a positive, upbeat vibe. Someone training hard for a competition or challenge, focusing and becoming better equipped for a test. Stripped back underscore version.
Uplifting, soulful, communal. Marching cymbals and old school ...Uplifting, soulful, communal. Marching cymbals and old school trumpets fall into ascending instrumentation with passionate vocals, conveying togetherness and bravery in the face of adversity. Male vocals paint a picture of an individual remaining strong through the struggle with noodling jazz vibe giving support and reinforcement. Riffing saxophone offers a fiery cool style. Sense of empowerment and diversity.歌词
Yeah yeah yeah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah.Come on come all, Join in the sound of freedom,Come one come all feel what it's like to be free.I take my life real seriously, And that’s all I know,And greatness is promised to me, And that’s fashion,Ain't about me it's about we, We all run the show,One call to hear freedom ring, Come on let’s go.I call upon the mothership to let me ride.I hear the sounds of freedom, I say the sounds of freedom.
Uplifting, soulful, communal. Marching cymbals and old school ...Uplifting, soulful, communal. Marching cymbals and old school trumpets fall into ascending instrumentation with passionate vocals, conveying togetherness and bravery in the face of adversity. Noodling jazz vibe giving support and reinforcement. Riffing saxophone offers a fiery cool style. Sense of empowerment and diversity. Alternate version.歌词
Yeah yeah yeah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah.Come on come all, Join in the sound of freedom,Come one come all feel what it’s like to be free.That’s all I know, And that’s fashion,Ain't about me it's about we, We all run the show,One call to hear freedom ring, Come on let’s go.I call upon the mothership to let me ride.
Uplifting, soulful, communal. Marching cymbals and old school ...Uplifting, soulful, communal. Marching cymbals and old school trumpets fall into cool groove. Noodling jazz vibe revolves with sturdy beat giving support and reinforcement. Instrumental version.
Uplifting, soulful, communal. Marching cymbals and old school ...Uplifting, soulful, communal. Marching cymbals and old school trumpets fall into cool groove. Bass gives a sturdy foundation, support and reinforcement. Stripped back underscore version.
Homesick, blue, impassioned. Honest piano sequence trickles out with ...Homesick, blue, impassioned. Honest piano sequence trickles out with a feeling of emotion, a person finally realising they miss where they came from, feeling small in a big world. Wholesome vibe tied to USA through quaint jazz style. Percussion begins to move things forward with a dopey jazz rhythm. Gentle piano in conclusion offers a sense of honesty and knowing sadness. Stripped back underscore version.
Homesick, blue, impassioned. Honest piano sequence trickles out with ...Homesick, blue, impassioned. Honest piano sequence trickles out with a feeling of emotion, a person finally realising they miss where they came from, feeling small in a big world. Wholesome vibe tied to USA through quaint jazz style. Percussion begins to move things forward with a dopey jazz rhythm. Trumpet plays out with a unquenchable spirit. Gentle piano in conclusion offers a sense of honesty and knowing sadness.
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
Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P) Arrangement by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, ...Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, conveying feelings of bittersweet comfort. A christmas that is joyous and inspires feelings of melancholy. Splashy ride cymbal launches into a swinging rhythm with brass instruments and improvisation. Intensity steps up into an impassioned style with searing trumpets and happy drums. Saxophone solo at 01:38 conjures visions of a bustling christmas market, people enjoying the holidays.
Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, ...Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, conveying feelings of bittersweet comfort. A christmas that is joyous and inspires feelings of melancholy. Splashy ride cymbal launches into a swinging rhythm and soft female vocals singing about a beautiful christmas tree. Intensity steps up into an impassioned style with searing trumpets and happy drums. Saxophone solo at 01:38 conjures visions of a bustling christmas market, people enjoying the holidays. Vocal version.歌词
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, How lovely are thy branches, O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches, Your boughs, so green in Summer-time, Stay bravely green in Winter-time, O Tannenbaum, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches, O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches, Your boughs, so green in Summer-time, Stay bravely green in Winter-time, O Tannenbaum, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, How lovely are thy branches, O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches, Your boughs, so green in Summer-time, Stay bravely green in Winter-time, O Tannenbaum, O Christmas tree, How lovely are thy branches.
Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, ...Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, conveying feelings of bittersweet comfort. A christmas that is joyous and inspires feelings of melancholy. Splashy ride cymbal launches into a swinging rhythm and clean guitar melody. Saxophone solo at 01:38 conjures visions of a bustling christmas market, people enjoying the holidays. Stripped back underscore version.
Fun, excitable, meaningful. Muted trumpet and piano join together in ...Fun, excitable, meaningful. Muted trumpet and piano join together in a warm embrace, playing through an emotive but reassuring melody. Big swell of pacy cymbals, launching the melody into a tight jazzy style. Stripped back underscore version.
Fun, excitable, meaningful. Muted trumpet and piano join together in ...Fun, excitable, meaningful. Muted trumpet and piano join together in a warm embrace, playing through an emotive but reassuring melody. Big swell of brass instrumentation meets with pacy cymbals, launching the melody into a tight jazzy style.
Narrative, discontinued & questionning. Electric keyboard, light ...Narrative, discontinued & questionning. Electric keyboard, light percussion & textures. Suggested for social drama & human stories.
Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. ...Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. Pushing away the pain. Female singer, electric guitar, slide, synth & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
estoy cansada y no lo entiendo
intento expresarlo con palabras
y al final salen bostezos
el miedo
de verme en un espejo
y disociar entre la imagen
y entre lo que en si proyecto
casi ni veo cine
desecho mis deseos
ya no hago lo que quiero
porque nunca tengo tiempo
y me lamento
y lo único pienso
es que me come la ciudad
y que me enreda el pelo el viento
pensé que amar sería suficiente
pero me siento sola y peleada con mi mente
no creo en mi talento como antes
no soy la que era antes
no soy suficiente
o soy demasiado grande
no soy nada fuerte
o es que tengo mucho aguante
no recuerdo nada lo que es sentirme bien
con el alma llena como un niño
que empieza a correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
tal vez el camino equivocado
sea siempre el que me ha conquistado
ya tengo el enigma descifrado
el tiempo se pasa muy despacio
no busco na' de nadie
la suerte no me sobra pero siempre se comparte
escribo versos con punto y a parte
porque un punto y seguido implica motivos pa' seguir adelante
pero tranquilas que aquí mando yo
el agua limpia todo y últimamente está lloviendo un montón
no quiero sentir ni un remordimiento nunca más
la sensación que mas me pesa es la de recordar
algún día estaré bien lo puedo asegurar
sentirme a mí misma es suficiente pa' avanzar
igual que el pie que se siente a sí mismo al andar
igual que dos enamorados dentro de un maizal
escribo para mí y para reafirmar
que puede que algún día este cigarro se apague sin más
y no lo entenderás por no haber querido preguntar
ya no te sientas mal por mí me he cambiado de piel
a veces tu recuerdo incluso me sabe a miel
he estado imaginándome que es lo que quiero ser
y solo busco ser más gata que nunca y correr
y correr y correr y correr
y correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
EN:
I'm tired and I don't understand
I try to put it into words
and in the end yawns come out
the fear
of seeing myself in a mirror
and dissociate between the image
and between what I project
I almost don't watch movies
I discard my desires
I no longer do what I want
because I never have time
and I lament
and the only thing I think
is that the city eats me up
and that the wind is tangling my hair
I thought that loving would be enough
but I feel lonely and at odds with my mind
I don't believe in my talent like before
I'm not what I used to be
I'm not enough
or I'm too big
I'm not strong at all
or is it that I have too much endurance
I don't remember what it's like to feel good
with a soul as full as a child
who starts to run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
maybe the wrong path
is always the one that has conquered me
I already have the enigma deciphered
time goes by very slowly
I'm not looking for anything from anyone
luck is not enough for me but I always share it
I write verses with a full stop, new paragraph
because a full stop, no new paragraph implies reasons to keep going on
but don't worry I'm in charge here
water cleans everything and lately it's been raining a lot
I don't want to feel a single remorse anymore
the feeling that weighs me down the most is the one of remembering
someday I'll be alright I can assure you
feeling myself is enough to move forward
just like the foot that feels itself when walking
just like two lovers inside a cornfield
I write for myself and to reaffirm
that maybe someday this cigarette will go out just like that
and you won't understand because you didn't want to ask
don't feel bad for me anymore I've changed my skin
sometimes your memory even tastes like honey to me
I've been imagining what I want to be
and I'm just trying to be more cat than ever and run
and run and run and run and run
and run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
Menacing, somber & foggy with evil strings setting a horrifying & ...Menacing, somber & foggy with evil strings setting a horrifying & disruptive mood. Build-up @ 0'48 with choir, turbulent strings & percussion in a swirling spirit. Perfect for nightmarish scenes, video games & suspens.
Bouncy, expressive & sentimental reggae-rock sung in Spanish. Hard ...Bouncy, expressive & sentimental reggae-rock sung in Spanish. Hard time adapting to "the real world". Male singer, electric guitar, hammond organ, mixed choir & rock band.歌词
ES:
Ya dije todo aquello que tenía que decir
Mi experiencia mis estudios no quisieron oír
“Lo lamento no es para ti”
“5 años de trabajo es muy poco vivir”
Tanto tuve que sacrificar
Siempre dijeron que lo bueno vendrá
Todavía espero el futuro ideal
Sigo luchando contra el mundo real
Mi madre dijo que debía estudiar
Pero en ello nada pude encontrar
Ya basta de mentir quiero realidad
Quiero ser alguien que disfruta de verdad
que disfruta de verdad
Tanto tuve que sacrificar
Siempre dijeron que lo bueno vendrá
Todavía espero el futuro ideal
Sigo luchando contra el mundo real
Ya es tiempo de un buen cambio
Nuevos vientos soplarán
No tengo nada que perder
Solo tengo que saltar
Tanto tuve que sacrificar
Siempre dijeron que lo bueno vendrá
Todavía espero el futuro ideal
Sigo luchando contra el mundo real
EN:
I have said everything I had to say
My experience my studies they didn't want to hear
"I'm sorry it's not for you"
"5 years of work is too little to live"
I had to sacrifice so much
They always said that good things will come
I'm still waiting for the ideal future
I'm still fighting against the real world
My mother said I should study
But I couldn't find anything in it
Enough of lying I want reality
I want to be someone who really enjoys
who really enjoys
I had to sacrifice so much
They always said that good things will come
I'm still waiting for the ideal future
I'm still fighting against the real world
It's time for a good change
New winds will blow
I have nothing to lose
I just have to jump
I had to sacrifice so much
They always said that good things will come
I'm still waiting for the ideal future
I'm still fighting against the real world
Instrumental. Bouncy, expressive & sentimental reggae-rock. Electric ...Instrumental. Bouncy, expressive & sentimental reggae-rock. Electric guitar, hammond organ & rock band.
Underscore. Bouncy, expressive & sentimental reggae-rock. Electric ...Underscore. Bouncy, expressive & sentimental reggae-rock. Electric guitar, hammond organ & rock band.
Instrospective, passionate & expressive rock-ballad sung in Spanish. ...Instrospective, passionate & expressive rock-ballad sung in Spanish. Contrasting intensities illustrating diverse emotional states. Male singer, electric guitar, hammond organ, double bass & rock band.歌词
ES:
Ahogado en el mar de ayer
Un día gris también
Lleno de luz tenue por doquier
Distantes como el sol
Pero sentimos el calor
De un casual encuentro sin razón
Cambiaba el color
Las agujas del reloj
Y la distancia que había entre los dos
Temblabas de placer
Cuando el mar beso tus pies
Y tu vestido blanco escondió el dolor
Aura no tratemos de comprender
Antes que volvamos a caer
Jugamos sin saber
De trampas ni desdén
Encanto inocente de tu piel
Ya venía el amanecer
Prometiste no temer
Ni jamás olvidar el nuevo ayer
Aura ya tu olor va a desvanecer
Antes que volvamos a caer
No sé bien
Si lograré alejarme de tus pies
Lo intenté tan bien
hasta que no resistí tu calor
Aura ya tu olor va a desvanecer
Antes que volvamos a caer
Aura
Antes que
EN:
Drowned in yesterday's sea
A gray day too
Full of dim light everywhere
Distant as the sun
But we felt the warmth
Of a casual encounter for no reason
The color was changing
The hands of the clock
And the distance there was between the two of us
You trembled with pleasure
When the sea kissed your feet
And your white dress hid the pain
Aura let's not try to understand
Before we''ll fall again
We play without knowing
Of traps or disdain
Innocent charm of your skin
The dawn was coming
You promised not to fear
Nor ever forget the new yesterday
Aura already your scent will fade away
Before we''ll fall again
I don't know well
If I'll ever get away from your feet
I tried so hard
Till I couldn't resist your heat
Aura already your scent will fade away
Before we''ll fall again
Aura
Before
Bouncy, austere, euphoric. Bubbly synth plays out a downbeat ...Bouncy, austere, euphoric. Bubbly synth plays out a downbeat sequence, tinged with longing and positivity. Launch into electro beat with wavering pads and heavy 808 kick. Indie guitar picking brings an organic emotion, someone wading through a crowd of people desperate to get to a location or a person.
Bouncy, austere, euphoric. Bubbly synth plays out a downbeat ...Bouncy, austere, euphoric. Bubbly synth plays out a downbeat sequence, tinged with longing and positivity. Launch into electro beat with wavering pads and heavy 808 kick. Melancholic melody and muted indie guitar bring an organic emotion, someone wading through a crowd of people desperate to get to a location or a person. Stripped back underscore version.
Bluesy, loose, warm. Double bass leads into cool piano sequence, old ...Bluesy, loose, warm. Double bass leads into cool piano sequence, old fashioned feeling emanating from the slow tempo and sequencing. Brass section runs through jazzy hook, working into more impassioned moment as percussion accentuates melodic hits. Organ instils a sultry, laidback energy shared by fun piano solo. Swaying rhythm reminiscent of watching a live band, an organic experience.
Bluesy, loose, warm. Double bass leads into cool piano sequence, ...Bluesy, loose, warm. Double bass leads into cool piano sequence, antiquated feeling emanating from the slow tempo and sequencing. Organ instils a sultry, laidback energy shared by fun piano solo. Swaying rhythm reminiscent of watching a live band, an organic experience. Stripped back underscore version.
Bluesy, loose, warm. Double bass and calculated drum fill launch into ...Bluesy, loose, warm. Double bass and calculated drum fill launch into a cool sequence, antiquated feeling emanating from the slow tempo and sequencing. Swaying rhythm reminiscent of watching a live band, organic an organic experience. Stripped back underscore version.
Rousing, heartfelt, rustic. Sombre but triumphant guitar chords set ...Rousing, heartfelt, rustic. Sombre but triumphant guitar chords set out a steady momentum. Lyrics about passion and the unending passing of time. Banjo plays out a repetitive accompanying riff, furthering the brave and striving pace. Religious sentiment conveys an old-fashioned stoicism.歌词
Time has taken its tollThere ain't nothing left hereThis ain't no home Dreams have cut off their wingsThis fire will burn through the nightAnd into the spring Food for the manFuel for the flameThe story went coldBuried in shameOn the day that she came she was singing hallelujah Pray for the ones who were lostPray that we all find a place in which we belong Free yourself from the chainsThere ain't nothing stopping you nowSo turn back around now dear Food for the manFuel for the flameThe story went coldBuried in shameOn the day that she came she was singing hallelujah Hey, I guess we got oldWe just spent all our days lying here in the cold As far as I can seeain't no use in this lifeain't no use in you or me Food for the manFuel for the flameThe story went coldBuried in shameOn the day that she came she was singing hallelujahOn the day that she came she was singing hallelujahOn the day that she came she was singing hallelujah
Rousing, heartfelt, rustic. Sombre but triumphant guitar chords set ...Rousing, heartfelt, rustic. Sombre but triumphant guitar chords set out a steady momentum. Banjo plays out a repetitive accompanying riff, furthering the brave and striving pace. Instrumental version.
Rousing, heartfelt, rustic. Sombre but triumphant guitar chords set ...Rousing, heartfelt, rustic. Sombre but triumphant guitar chords set out a steady momentum. A homely, warm atmosphere is created from the organic sounds of the guitar. Stripped back underscore version.
Celebratory, happy, nostalgic. Warm organ keys swiftly make way for ...Celebratory, happy, nostalgic. Warm organ keys swiftly make way for rousing piano stabs. Vocals excitedly sing about returning home, moving into harmonies, creating a homely warmth. Staccato section conveys a frantic excitement, whereas more euphoric moments convey that nostalgic feeling of seeing recognisable streets and people, a community in which you belong.歌词
I’m coming homeComing homeComing homeMhm mhm I’m coming homeComing homeComing homeI’m coming to a place where I know I belong Oh yeahOh yeahOh yeahNo place I’d rather be
Happy, nostalgic, congenial. Rousing piano stabs join with vocals ...Happy, nostalgic, congenial. Rousing piano stabs join with vocals singing excitedly about returning home. Moving into harmonies that create a homely warmth. Staccato section conveys a frantic excitement, whereas more euphoric moments convey that nostalgic feeling of seeing recognisable streets and people, a community in which you belong. Acoustic version.
Celebratory, happy. Warm organ keys swiftly make way for rousing ...Celebratory, happy. Warm organ keys swiftly make way for rousing piano stabs. Staccato section conveys a frantic excitement, whereas more euphoric, R&B moments convey that nostalgic feeling of seeing recognisable streets and people, a community in which you belong. Instrumental version.
