Spiky, frantic, crazed. Angular guitar plays out on top of theatrical ...Spiky, frantic, crazed. Angular guitar plays out on top of theatrical instrumentation with soft momentum helped by hand drumming. A chase scene through odd winding streets. Labyrinth instrumentation reaches clearing at 00:45, an individual being tormented by spritely imps or little devils or puppets. A weird energy with dramatic tones, trilling xylophones in end third ratcheting up intensity of off-key panic.
Spiky, frantic, crazed. Hand drumming and soft guitar plods with a ...Spiky, frantic, crazed. Hand drumming and soft guitar plods with a soft momentum. A chase scene through odd winding streets. Labyrinth instrumentation. A weird energy with dramatic tones, trilling xylophones in end third ratcheting up intensity of off-key panic. Stripped back underscore version.
Malicious, scheming, nautical. Drunken rhythm plays through droning ...Malicious, scheming, nautical. Drunken rhythm plays through droning accordion and sticky sharp guitar riffs. Visions of a dark night near a dock or in a port town, a secretive character stumbling down cobbled streets, running from police or planning a robbery with light-hearted comedy vibes. Accordion riffs offer a nostalgic vibe, a period piece set in Paris, France. A clumsy protagonist stumbling onto a crime scene or on the run from enemies.
Malicious, scheming, nautical. Drunken rhythm plays through droning ...Malicious, scheming, nautical. Drunken rhythm plays through droning accordion, joined by shuffling waves of guitar. Visions of a dark night near a dock or in a port town, a secretive character stumbling down cobbled streets, running from police or planning a robbery with light-hearted comedy vibes. Accordion riffs offer a nostalgic vibe, a period piece set in Paris, France. A clumsy protagonist stumbling onto a crime scene or on the run from enemies. Stripped back underscore version.
Friendly, content, joyful. Mandolin plays in Italian Tarantella style ...Friendly, content, joyful. Mandolin plays in Italian Tarantella style offering a homely, rustic mood. People drinking cups of coffee as scooters putter down cute streets. A warm and romantic mood, two people in love exploring an Italian town with a church and traditional dress. Slow swaying rhythm gives a sense of patience and contentment. A slow dance between two lovers.
Friendly, content, joyful. Quint hand-picked guitar offering a ...Friendly, content, joyful. Quint hand-picked guitar offering a homely, rustic mood. People drinking cups of coffee as scooters putter down cute streets. A warm and romantic mood, two people in love exploring an Italian town with a church and traditional dress. Slow swaying rhythm gives a sense of patience and contentment. A slow dance between two lovers. Stripped back underscore version.
Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah ...Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah rhythm giving a stout and plodding vibe, lightened by plucked strings and sharp flute. Quick-moving flutes and guitar interludes give a sense of bustling streets. A popular market with many stalls, people haggling prices over food. Tone grows strong and impassioned with burst of percussion at 01:34.
Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah ...Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah rhythm giving a stout and plodding vibe, lightened by plucked strings. Quick-moving flutes and guitar interludes give a sense of bustling streets. A popular market with many stalls, people haggling prices over food. Tone grows strong and impassioned with burst of percussion at 01:34. Stripped back underscore version.
Classic soul. Inspirational & spiritual protest song about slavery & ...Classic soul. Inspirational & spiritual protest song about slavery & religion. Soul band, male singer, soft backing vocals & wah-wah guitar. Suggested for films & human documentaries.歌词
ENG:
I don't need no congregation what if scriptures were a symbol
I don't need to face to his to pray to my God, a year a Sunday morning sermon.
The truth surpasses what any faith can teach. I have the claims that way with the only way to peace.
Is the name of God if guilt unconsciously, mass insanity I don't want none of this. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa.
Why should I care if she called Jehovah? Go to a mosque and pray to Buddha.
Every path needs toleration.
For every man and woman need to find a way to heaven
What do you really know about the book you swear by?
They brought it along with guns and shackles.
But after the greatest lie that's been told to mankind
As the passed down true religion.
The truth surpasses what any faith can teach.
Again the claims that were is the only way to peace.
Is the name of God if guilt unconsciously, mass insanity I don't want none of this. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa.
My people had their Orishas. My people had Ọbàtálá, my people had Òrúnmìlà, my people had Ọ̀ṣun. The truth surpasses what any faith can teach. And yet they claim there is only one way to peace.
Is the name of God if guilt unconsciously, mass insanity I don't want none of this. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa.
Chorus
So please, my brother, don't force your ways on me. So please, my sister, don't force your ways on me…
Tell the culprit that I have seen the light, so don't even try it. Don't fuss your ways on me. Let me be. I find my own way to heaven.
FR:
Je n’ai pas besoin de congrégation, et si les écritures étaient un symbole
Je n’ai pas besoin de faire face à lui pour prier mon Dieu, un sermon du dimanche matin chaque année.
La vérité dépasse ce que n'importe quelle foi peut enseigner. J’ai les affirmations que c’est la seule voie vers la paix.
Est-ce au nom de Dieu que la culpabilité se cache inconsciemment, une folie collective dont je ne veux pas.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Pourquoi devrais-je me soucier si elle appelle Jéhovah ? Va à la mosquée et prie Bouddha.
Chaque chemin a besoin de tolérance.
Chaque homme et femme doivent trouver leur propre chemin vers le paradis.
Que sais-tu vraiment du livre sur lequel tu jures ?
Ils l'ont apporté avec des fusils et des chaînes.
Mais après le plus grand mensonge jamais raconté à l’humanité
Comme la véritable religion transmise.
La vérité dépasse ce que n'importe quelle foi peut enseigner.
Encore une fois, les affirmations que c’est la seule voie vers la paix.
Est-ce au nom de Dieu que la culpabilité se cache inconsciemment, une folie collective dont je ne veux pas.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Mon peuple avait ses Orishas. Mon peuple avait Ọbàtálá, mon peuple avait Òrúnmìlà, mon peuple avait Ọ̀ṣun.
La vérité dépasse ce que n'importe quelle foi peut enseigner.
Et pourtant, ils prétendent qu'il n’y a qu'une seule voie vers la paix.
Est-ce au nom de Dieu que la culpabilité se cache inconsciemment, une folie collective dont je ne veux pas.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
(Refrain)
Alors s'il te plaît, mon frère, ne force pas tes façons sur moi. Alors s'il te plaît, ma sœur, ne force pas tes façons sur moi…
Dis au coupable que j'ai vu la lumière, alors n'essaie même pas. Ne m’impose pas tes façons. Laisse-moi être. Je trouve mon propre chemin vers le paradis.
Classic soul. Sentimental, heartfelt & positive love song. Soul band, ...Classic soul. Sentimental, heartfelt & positive love song. Soul band, heartwarming male vocals, piano, backing vocals. Break @ 2’07. Suggested for 1960’s romance, soft-hearted scenes & slow dance.歌词
ENG:
I wake up in the morning, she greets me with a kiss
And a smile on her face without words, I love you more today
She runs away to shower, I'm running after her
She knows that if I catch her, we'll be jumping back in bed.
Nothing is better, nothing is more Nothing is better, nothing is greater than love.
Nothing is better, nothing is more Nothing is better, nothing is greater than love.
If I had magic powers, I'd remain in this moment, basking in the rubbing of your luscious tenderness.
But we've got to go to work, we've got to feed those babies yeah, and raise them to be soldiers in this worldwide love crusade.
Nothing is better, nothing is more. Nothing is better, nothing is greater than love.
Nothing is better, nothing is more. Nothing is better, nothing is greater than love.
Let it fill you up, love. Don't disrupt the cycle of love.
Don't suppress it all, it will heat you up, turn to hate, that's the problem with our world.
I'm running home for supper, don't care what she's cooking
As long as I can have her for dessert, my life is great
I dare dream about her love like this someday
I won't rest until it's my reality.
Nothing is better, nothing is more
Nothing is better, nothing is greater than love.
Nothing is better, nothing is more Nothing is better, nothing is greater than love
Nothing is better, nothing is more Nothing is better, nothing is greater than love
Nothing is better, nothing is more. Nothing is better, nothing is greater than love.
FR:
Je me réveille le matin, elle me salue avec un baiser
Et un sourire sur son visage sans mots, je t’aime encore plus aujourd’hui.
Elle part en courant se doucher, je la poursuis
Elle sait que si je l’attrape, on retournera sauter dans le lit.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus grand que l’amour.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus grand que l’amour.
Si j'avais des pouvoirs magiques, je resterais dans ce moment, à profiter de la caresse de ta tendre douceur.
Mais nous devons aller travailler, nous devons nourrir ces bébés, ouais, et les élever pour qu’ils soient des soldats dans cette croisade mondiale de l’amour.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus grand que l’amour.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus grand que l’amour.
Laisse ça t’envahir, l’amour. Ne perturbe pas le cycle de l’amour.
Ne le réprime pas tout, ça te réchauffera, se transformera en haine, c’est le problème de notre monde.
Je cours à la maison pour le dîner, peu importe ce qu’elle cuisine
Tant que je peux l’avoir pour dessert, ma vie est géniale.
J’ose rêver d’un amour comme celui-ci un jour
Je ne me reposerai pas tant que ce ne sera pas ma réalité.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus grand que l’amour.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus grand que l’amour.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus grand que l’amour.
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus
Rien n'est mieux, rien n'est plus grand que l’amour.
Anticipatory, epic, friendly. Proud acoustic guitar plays through ...Anticipatory, epic, friendly. Proud acoustic guitar plays through folk sequence with emotion and strength. Light percussion picks up lilting melody with a decisive momentum that grows. Open tones paint a picture of rolling landscapes, endless opportunities and the warmth of the sun on the horizon. Ambience from strings offers a sense of hope.
Anticipatory, epic, friendly. Proud guitar rhythmic sequence plays ...Anticipatory, epic, friendly. Proud guitar rhythmic sequence plays with emotion and strength. Open tones and boing percussive strings give a sense of far-reaching landscapes. Endless opportunities and the warmth of the sun on the horizon. Ambience from strings offers a sense of hope. Stripped back underscore version.
Rhythm of Bahian Pagode (Pagodão): A song about Bahia & candomblé, ...Rhythm of Bahian Pagode (Pagodão): A song about Bahia & candomblé, a traditional Afro-Brazilian ritual. Colorful, festive, positive & warm. Brazilian guitars, electric bass, Brazilian percussion, male and female singers & backing vocals.歌词
BR
Sou neta de Oxóssi
Amiga de Xangô
Sou neta de Oxóssi
Amiga de Xangô
Sou neta de Oxóssi
Amiga de Xangô
Sou neta de Oxóssi
Amiga de Xangô
Eu sou baiana,
Minha mãe é Bahia
Eu sou neta de Oxóssi
Eu sou!
Eu sou baiana,
Minha mãe é Bahia
Eu sou neta de Oxóssi
Eu sou!
Eu sou baiana,
Minha mãe é Bahia
Eu sou neta de Oxóssi
Eu sou!
Bahia guerreira
Bahia vermelha
Bahia de Iansã
Bahia nêga!
Bahia de dores
Bahia de amores
Do branco e do preto
OKÊ ARÔ!
Bahia mulher
Da cor de canela
De tanto sabores
Bahia nêga!
Bahia de dores
Amores Bahia
Cheirosa e dengosa
OKÊ ARÔ!
Sou neta de Oxóssi
Amiga de Xangô
Sou neta de Oxóssi
Amiga de Xangô
Sou neta de Oxóssi
Amiga de Xangô
Sou neta de Oxóssi
Amiga de Xangô
Eu sou baiana,
Minha mãe é Bahia
Eu sou neta de Oxóssi
Eu sou!
Eu sou baiana,
Minha mãe é Bahia
Eu sou neta de Oxóssi
Eu sou!
Eu sou baiana,
Minha mãe é Bahia
Eu sou neta de Oxóssi
Eu sou!
Bahia guerreira
Bahia vermelha
Bahia de Iansã
Bahia nÊga!
Bahia de dores
Bahia de amores
Do branco e do preto
OKÊ ARÔ!
Bahia mulher
Da cor de canela
De tantos sabores
Bahia nêga!
Bahia de dores
Amores Bahia
Cheirosa e dengosa
OKÊ ARÔ!
EN
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
Friend of Xangô
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
Friend of Xangô
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
Friend of Xangô
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
Friend of Xangô
I'm from Bahia,
My mother is from Bahia
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
I am!
I'm from Bahia,
My mother is from Bahia
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
I am!
I am from Bahia,
My mother is from Bahia
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
I am!
Bahia warrior
Red Bahia
Iansã's Bahia
Bahia nêga!
Bahia of sorrows
Bahia of love
Of black and white
OKÊ ARÔ!
Bahia woman
The color of cinnamon
With so many flavors
Bahia nêga!
Bahia of sorrows
Loves Bahia
Fragrant and sweet
OKÊ ARÔ!
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
Friend of Xangô
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
Friend of Xangô
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
Friend of Xangô
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
Friend of Xangô
I'm from Bahia,
My mother is from Bahia
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
I am!
I'm from Bahia,
My mother is from Bahia
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
I am!
I am from Bahia,
My mother is from Bahia
I'm Oxóssi's granddaughter
I am!
Warrior Bahia
Red Bahia
Iansã's Bahia
Bahia nÊga!
Bahia of sorrows
Bahia of love
Of black and white
OKÊ ARÔ!
Bahia woman
The color of cinnamon
Of so many flavors
Bahia nêga!
Bahia of sorrows
Loves Bahia
Fragrant and sweet
OKÊ ARÔ!
Sailor song from Bahia blending Ijexá & Afro-Cuban rhythms. ...Sailor song from Bahia blending Ijexá & Afro-Cuban rhythms. Brazilian guitars, electric bass, Brazilian percussion, electric piano, male singer & backing vocals.歌词
BR
Hoje vivo sem amar
Naveguei por tantas vezes
Sem meu barco ancorar
Não sei onde vou chegar
Vou pedir a Yemanjá
Pro seu canto me guiar
Pro meu barco navegar
Pro meu canto eu achar
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar, yeh yeh
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar
O mar me levou em lugares que sonhei
Pisando na areia ja mais imaginei
Ter a paz
Ter a paz
Ter a paz que encontrei
Ter a paz
Ter a paz
Ter a paz
Hoje vivo sem amar
Naveguei por tantas vezes
Sem meu barco ancorar
Não sei onde vou chegar
Vou pedir a Yemanjá
Pro seu canto me guiar
Pro meu barco navegar
Pro meu canto eu achar
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar, yeh yeh
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar
Vou pro mar
Menino Menino
Menino Menino
Menino Menino
Menino Menino
Menino Menino
Menino Menino
EN
Today I live without love
I've sailed so many times
Without my boat anchoring
I don't know where I'll get to
I'll ask Yemanjá
For her song to guide me
For my boat to sail
For my song to find me
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea, yeh yeh
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea
The sea has taken me to places I've dreamed of
Stepping on the sand I'd never imagined
To have peace
To have peace
To have the peace I've found
To have peace
To have peace
To have peace
Today I live without love
I've sailed so many times
Without my boat anchoring
I don't know where I'll get to
I'll ask Yemanjá
For her song to guide me
For my boat to sail
For my song to find me
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea, yeh yeh
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea
I'm going to sea
Boy Boy
Little boy Little boy
Little boy Little boy
Little boy Little boy
Little boy Little boy
Boy Boy
Silly, abrupt, clumsy. Sharp trumpet and cymbals offer a goofy vibe ...Silly, abrupt, clumsy. Sharp trumpet and cymbals offer a goofy vibe built upon by plodding trombone melody. Squelchy deep notes offer a comedic vibe, along with descending notes sounding silly. Charismatic and characterful vocal moments give a colourful energy. A silly character having fun or trying to act serious. Fast cymbal moments indicate a curiosity, a detective comedy. A clown trying tricks and failing.
Silly, abrupt, clumsy. Sharp trumpet and cymbals offer a goofy vibe ...Silly, abrupt, clumsy. Sharp trumpet and cymbals offer a goofy vibe built upon by plodding trombone melody. Squelchy deep notes offer a comedic vibe, along with descending notes sounding silly. Fast cymbal moments indicate a curiosity, a detective comedy. A clown trying tricks and failing. Stripped back underscore version.
Silly, abrupt, clumsy. Anticipatory drums build up with claps into ...Silly, abrupt, clumsy. Anticipatory drums build up with claps into subtle jazzy rhythm. Fast cymbal moments indicate a curiosity, a detective comedy. Drums only version.
Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with ...Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a vintage Latin son Cubano influence. Relaxed, tender, pastoral & hopeful. Clarinet, Cuban claves, flute, oboe, piano, violin, violoncello pizzicato. Ideal for vintage archive, romantic "happily ever after" & new horizons ending scenes.
Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with ...Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a vintage Latin son Cubano influence. Relaxed, tender, pastoral & hopeful. No strings, no claves. Clarinet, flute, oboe, piano, violoncello pizzicato. Ideal for vintage archive, romantic "happily ever after" & new horizons ending scenes.
Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with ...Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a vintage Latin son Cubano influence. Relaxed, tender, pastoral & hopeful. No claves, no woods. Violin, violoncello pizzicato, piano. Ideal for vintage archive, romantic "happily ever after" & new horizons ending scenes.
Melancholy, wistful, dystopian. Rough simple key melody lands on top ...Melancholy, wistful, dystopian. Rough simple key melody lands on top of a muffled bassline. Restrained bass meets with slow methodical drums as sultry male vocals with lyrics about a pained society built on suffering. A sense of monotony from trip-hop style. Impassioned guitar solo @ 2'05 gives a sense of uncontrollable sombre energy. Ode to a metropolis.歌词
Take what you get, heart pumping, You take what you learnt for free, You fake what you can together, Now lay down, look up, what do you see.
Something blue, You gotta feel like suffering through, Monday, make do, Yeah some day, you're gonna break through.
Take what you get, heart pumping, You take what you learnt for free, So pick your battles, Still got your head up in the clouds, Cages you rattle, Ring true, familiar sounds.
Something blue, You gotta feel like suffering through, Monday, make do, Yeah some day, you're gonna break through.
Something blue, You gotta feel like suffering through, Monday, make do, Yeah some day, you're gonna break through.
Melancholy, wistful, dystopian. Rough simple key melody lands on top ...Melancholy, wistful, dystopian. Rough simple key melody lands on top of a muffled bassline. Restrained bass meets with slow methodical drums. Sludgy bassline gives a sense of a struggle, matched by the monotony of trip-hop style. Impassioned guitar solo at 02:05 gives a sense of uncontrollable sombre energy. Ode to a metropolis. Instrumental version.
Melancholy, wistful, dystopian. Muffled bassline meets with simply ...Melancholy, wistful, dystopian. Muffled bassline meets with simply dirty drumline conveying a monotonous trip-hop style. Piano and sombre euphoric elements give a sense of struggle and melancholic force. Stripped back underscore version.
Loving, special, affectionate. Gentle, heartfelt piano is joined by ...Loving, special, affectionate. Gentle, heartfelt piano is joined by smiling female vocals, revelling in life spent with a true love. A fateful energy, two soulmates loving with a sombre assured energy. Piano takes on a determined sequence, offering a warmth and strength. Vocals lead energy, backed up by cooing backing vocals, soft R&B style offers a touching precious moment.歌词
I never knew life could be this good, All seems so easy with you, Found me without even looking, A lonely life me with no you.
When I'm next to you, Everything looks a little clear, When I'm next to you, The world is not so dark, When you're next to me, Suddenly my heart feels safety, When I'm next to you, feels like I am home.
Showed me what love truly looks like, Patient and gentle you are, I haven't been easy to deal with, You pulled down all of my walls.
When I'm next to you, Everything looks a little clear, When I'm next to you, The world is not so dark, When you're next to me, Suddenly my heart feels safety, When you hold me close, I'm home, right here in your arms.
I see you, you see me, every part of the parts of me, There’s no need to hide, oh oh, I know for sure, you're the one who was made for me, With every look in your eyes, right here in your arms.
Loving, special, affectionate. Gentle, heartfelt piano offers a sense ...Loving, special, affectionate. Gentle, heartfelt piano offers a sense of true love. A fateful energy, two soulmates loving with a sombre assured energy. Piano takes on a determined sequence, offering a warmth and strength. Soft R&B style offers a touching precious moment. Instrumental version.
Loving, special, affectionate. Gentle, heartfelt piano offers a sense ...Loving, special, affectionate. Gentle, heartfelt piano offers a sense of true love. A fateful energy, two soulmates loving with a sombre assured energy. Piano takes on a determined sequence, offering a warmth and strength. Soft R&B style offers a touching precious moment. Stripped back underscore version.