Feelgood, wistful, caring. Slow and patient acoustic guitar begins an ...Feelgood, wistful, caring. Slow and patient acoustic guitar begins an anticipatory melody, joined by low bass rumbles and light percussion inferring a gradual build in confidence. Organic instrumentation reinforces a feelgood energy, with folk guitar style offering warmth and a rustic energy. A worker toiling in the sun, smiling as they go about their work. Dip into emotion at 01:30 ends in cathartic refrain returning.
Feelgood, wistful, caring. Slow and patient acoustic guitar begins an ...Feelgood, wistful, caring. Slow and patient acoustic guitar begins an anticipatory melody, joined by low bass rumbles and strings inferring a gradual build in confidence. Organic instrumentation reinforces a feelgood energy, with folk guitar style offering warmth and a rustic energy. A worker toiling in the sun, smiling as they go about their work. Dip into emotion at 01:30 ends in cathartic refrain returning. Stripped back underscore version.
Nostalgic, touching, yearning. Tinny piano plays out an emotive ...Nostalgic, touching, yearning. Tinny piano plays out an emotive refrain, conveying a sense of looking into the past. Clean guitar and piano begin with quaint and deeply touching melody. Light trap beat begins at 00:28 bolstering energy with a modern power. Twinkling instrumentation gifts a feeling of wonder, with solo instrument at 01:28 heightening emotive poignance.
Nostalgic, touching, yearning. Tinny piano plays out an emotive ...Nostalgic, touching, yearning. Tinny piano plays out an emotive refrain, conveying a sense of looking into the past. Clean guitar and piano begin with quaint and deeply touching melody. Twinkling instrumentation gifts a feeling of wonder, with solo instrument at 01:28 heightening emotive poignance. Stripped back underscore version.
Chacarera style, folk music from the center of Argentina. Haunting & ...Chacarera style, folk music from the center of Argentina. Haunting & insistent. Acoustic guitar, percussion, charango, ocarinas, erke (Indian flute) & double bass.
Sombre, wistful, soulful. Emotive guitar sequence inspires feelings ...Sombre, wistful, soulful. Emotive guitar sequence inspires feelings of angst and uncertainty, joined by lethargic but steady drumbeat. Guitar riff injects a blues energy, an individual looking longingly at a large landscape. Bass sets out a sturdy basis for feelings of longing, with vocal melody following guitar riff.
Sombre, wistful, soulful. Emotive guitar sequence inspires feelings ...Sombre, wistful, soulful. Emotive guitar sequence inspires feelings of angst and uncertainty, joined by lethargic but steady drumbeat. An individual looking longingly at a large landscape. Bass sets out a sturdy basis for feelings of longing. Instrumental version.
Sombre, wistful, soulful. Emotive guitar sequence inspires feelings ...Sombre, wistful, soulful. Emotive guitar sequence inspires feelings of angst and uncertainty, an individual looking longingly at a large landscape. Stripped back underscore version.
Graceful, buoyant, adventurous. Deep organic plucked strings play out ...Graceful, buoyant, adventurous. Deep organic plucked strings play out an establishing tune teasing feelings of intrigue. Whirling dissonant sounds convey a sense of fluttering wings, an atmosphere of gracefulness and adventure. Soft flutes inspire a bright and beautiful sound. Shift in tone at 01:09 into more optimistic vibe with floating flutes and bright piano chords.
Graceful, buoyant, adventurous. Deep searching flute tunes inspire a ...Graceful, buoyant, adventurous. Deep searching flute tunes inspire a feeling of intrigue. Whirling dissonant sounds convey a sense of fluttering wings, an atmosphere of gracefulness and adventure. Soft flutes inspire a bright and beautiful sound. Shift in tone at 00:52 into more optimistic vibe with bright piano chords. Stripped back underscore version.
Cool, funky, fresh. Heavy-handed organic beat joins with sharp ...Cool, funky, fresh. Heavy-handed organic beat joins with sharp samples playing out a chilled, jazzy tune with a precision and skill. Resonant bass provides a sense of energy. Atmosphere of coolness and intrigue from the laidback style and melody. Visions of a cool city street, stylishly dressed people shopping at trendy locations.
Cool, funky, fresh. Heavy-handed organic beat joins with sharp ...Cool, funky, fresh. Heavy-handed organic beat joins with sharp samples playing out a chilled, jazzy tune with a precision and skill. Resonant bass provides a sense of energy. Atmosphere of coolness and intrigue from the laidback style and melody. Visions of a cool city street, stylishly dressed people shopping at trendy locations. Instrumental version.
Cool, funky, fresh. Heavy-handed organic beat joins with sharp ...Cool, funky, fresh. Heavy-handed organic beat joins with sharp samples playing out a chilled, jazzy tune with a precision and skill. Resonant bass provides a sense of energy. Atmosphere of coolness and intrigue from the laidback style and melody. Visions of a cool city street, stylishly dressed people shopping at trendy locations. Stripped back underscore version.
Sorrowful, elegant, dark. Plucked strings work themselves into a ...Sorrowful, elegant, dark. Plucked strings work themselves into a quickening pace, as an astute but emotive melody plays out. Visions of an individual in an upper class context struggling to conceal their emotion. Trilling high melodies provide a sense of gracefulness following along with striding rhythm. Rays of light at 01:07 with bright glissando chords reminiscent of a happy realisation, or nearing freedom.
Indie chill pop rock. Smooth, lounge, sensual, catchy, low-key & ...Indie chill pop rock. Smooth, lounge, sensual, catchy, low-key & cool. Female / male vocal (love lyrics). Guitar & drum. For indie movie, teenager, commercial & romance.歌词
So soft the kiss
Of your loving lips Heavenly bliss Don’t need more than this
I was fine, you were there Coming out from nowhere I was sure you’d be mine Until maybe the end of time
My hands on your shoulders waiting for dawn Then my hands on your hips dancing till dawn
On a summer ride With you by my side The summer taste On your sun kissed skin
I was fine, you were there Coming out from nowhere I was sure you’d be mine Until maybe the end of time
My hands on your shoulders waiting for dawn Then my hands on your hips dancing till dawn
Indie chill pop rock. Smooth, carefree, cool & dynamic. Male & female ...Indie chill pop rock. Smooth, carefree, cool & dynamic. Male & female singers, drum, bass & guitar. Lyrics about travel & love. For commercial, tv series, leisure & light news.歌词
Oh take a picture of your holiday
You standing tall and ride the wave till dawn You keep keeping it all, you keep keeping it all Hang on to all the days gone by
And if you capture all your holidays
You standing tall and ride the wave till dawn You keep keeping it all, you keep keeping it all Hang on to all the days
Breath in the sun Sigh of jubilation Daylight to dawn Flow exhilaration
Moving so fast in your Chevrolet
To catch the time, the time of days gone by You keep catching it all, you keep catching it all Just like a catcher in the rye
And when you charm future destiny
You standing high and ride the wave till dawn
You keep keeping so tall, you keep keeping so tall Hang on to fantasy
Breath in the sun Sigh of jubilation Daylight to dawn Feel the exaltation
Breath in the sun Oh intoxication Daylight to dawn Flow exhilaration
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
Intimate, patient & tender soft-pop sung in Spanish. There's nothing ...Intimate, patient & tender soft-pop sung in Spanish. There's nothing worse than loneliness. Female singer, snaps, electric guitar & electronic percussion. Arpeggiator @ 2'03.歌词
ES:
sé que a veces me quieres matar
pero soy para ti
no es algo que pueda negar
incluso en lo malo repetiría mil veces
la jugada magistral
sentarme contigo en el respaldo del banco
sentarme contigo para verte suspirar
que me cuentes to' lo malo que has pasado
para coger hilo y ponerme a enmendar
es una suerte sentir tus trances
y ver a tus ojos pedirme un bellaqueo en el portal
en la cama en la que me dijiste
que sin mi la vida es un espejo sin cristal
el objetivo de la vida es una espiral
pero dar vueltas juntas no está mal, no está mal
lo bueno es que siempre nos vamos a encontrar
y aunque el amor real no duela muchas veces sienta mal
es el ciclo vital
con la mente así de fría no puedo pensar
el color dorado de tu cara frente al mar
y nadar pegada a ti como la luz a un portal
no es un amor platónico porque no es ideal
lo que no duele muere una verdad universal
me quedo contigo nena me quedo contigo
y con tu tabaco de liar
tal vez sea un bulto creo que es mi alma
te la doy entera en una palma
te toco las palmas y te intento cantar
no hay nada más triste que la soledad
tal vez sea un bulto creo que es mi alma
te la doy entera en una palma
te toco las palmas y te intento cantar
no hay nada más triste que la soledad
no hay nada más triste que la soledad
no hay nada más triste que la soledad
no hay nada más triste que la soledad
no hay nada más triste que la soledad
no hay nada más triste que la soledad
no hay nada más triste que la soledad
que la soledad
que la soledad
que la soledad
EN:
I know that sometimes you want to kill me
but I am for you
it's not something I can deny
even in the bad I would repeat a thousand times
the masterful move
to sit with you on the back of the bench
to sit with you and watch you sigh
to tell me all the bad things you've gone through
to pick up the thread and start to make amends
it's lucky to feel your trances
and to see your eyes asking me to fool around in the doorway
in the bed where you told me
that without me life is a mirror without glass
the goal of life is a spiral
but going around together is not bad, it's not bad
the good thing is that we'll always find each other
and even if real love doesn't hurt it often feels bad
it's the life cycle
with a mind this cold I can't think
the golden color of your face in front of the sea
and swim glued to you like light to a portal
it's not a platonic love because it's not ideal
what doesn't hurt dies, its a universal truth
I'm staying with you baby I'm staying with you
and with your rolling tobacco
maybe it's a lump i think it's my soul
I give it all to you in one palm
I touch your palms and I try to sing to you
there's nothing sadder than loneliness
maybe it's a lump i think it's my soul
I give it all to you in one palm
I touch your palms and I try to sing to you
there's nothing sadder than loneliness
there's nothing sadder than loneliness
there's nothing sadder than loneliness
there's nothing sadder than loneliness
there's nothing sadder than loneliness
there's nothing sadder than loneliness
there's nothing sadder than loneliness
than loneliness
than loneliness
than loneliness
Lamenting, heartfelt, serious. Heartfelt accordion tunes play out, ...Lamenting, heartfelt, serious. Heartfelt accordion tunes play out, creating a meaningful and tragic atmosphere. Transition between smooth and sporadic playing styles illustrates uncontrollable emotion and struggle. Incredibly sorrowful aura, reminiscent of a funeral or a situation of deep mourning.
Sorrowful, serious, heartfelt. Accordion sets out a touching and ...Sorrowful, serious, heartfelt. Accordion sets out a touching and downbeat atmosphere, joined by a miserable lead melody tinged by moments of brightness amidst a generally downcast mood. Consistent accordion basis inspires feelings of regret, visions of an individual becoming emotional. Remembering a time they were happy and in love, coming to terms with loneliness and isolation.
Introspective, nostalgic & delicate ambient-rock sung in Spanish. ...Introspective, nostalgic & delicate ambient-rock sung in Spanish. Reflecting on the passage of time and its vastness. Male singer, electric bass, synth, sound design, wurlitzer piano & rock band.歌词
ES:
No te vayas con el tiempo
Pues no sabré donde encontrarte
Mar inmenso mar
Insignificante soy
Voluble a la verdad
Si es que sigo acá
Me amoldare a tu libertad
Siempre que sea tarde
Yo tendré tu coche
En cada situación
Me encargare que salga el sol
Hoy colisionó
Y respiró
Aire eléctrico fluyó
Del amor estalló
EN:
Don't go away with time
For I won't know where to find you
Sea immense sea
Insignificant I am
Fickle to the truth
If I'm still here
I will adapt to your freedom
As long as it's late
I'll have your ride
In every situation
I'll take care that the sun rises
Today it collided
And breathed
Electric air flowed
Of love it burst
Solemn, heartfelt, precious. Melancholic piano plays out, creating a ...Solemn, heartfelt, precious. Melancholic piano plays out, creating a thoughtful and heartfelt atmosphere. Solitary nature of the instrumentation conjures feelings of loneliness and innocence. A feeling of triumph as percussion, bass and brass all join, maintaining the sorrowful sensibility. Mournful energy, like a funeral or saying goodbye to a friend or loved one.
Solemn, heartfelt, precious. Repeated piano chords play out, creating ...Solemn, heartfelt, precious. Repeated piano chords play out, creating a thoughtful atmosphere. Solitary nature of the instrumentation conjures feelings of loneliness and sadness. A feeling of struggle and triumph as bass and brass join, maintaining a sorrowful sensibility. Mournful energy, like a funeral or saying goodbye to a friend or loved one. Stripped back underscore version.
