Instrumental. Modern salsa/Boogaloo with a reggaeton/cubaton touch. ...Instrumental. Modern salsa/Boogaloo with a reggaeton/cubaton touch. Positive, catchy & determined. Exotic & danceable. Synth, keyboards, bariton sax & latin percussion.
Lyrics ... Modern salsa/boogalo with a reggaeton/cubaton touch. Positive, catchy ...Modern salsa/boogalo with a reggaeton/cubaton touch. Positive, catchy & determined. Exotic & danceable. Sung in Spanish. Syncopated piano, male singers, synth, Latin percussion & drum machine. Suggested for Latin party.
ES:
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y quiere viajar pa la Habana
Dice que no quiere rumba na ma
Que me busca este fin de semana
Yo la voy a invitar al baile
Cuando llegue ella va a gozar
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
Yo tengo una niña
Es tan hermosa, tan bonita, ella me guiña
Esos ojitos que me hace frappe de piña
Que por momentos yo me quisiera casar
Para jamas dejar...
Y cuando yo la toco
Es como algo que me esta volviendo loco
Asi de exacto, no me equivoco
Es que yo a ella la deseo para mi,
te juro porque yo...
Es que la quiero, la quiero, la quiero, yo
Porque ella tiene todo lo que a mi me gusta
Es que la quiero, la quiero, la quiero, yo
Ella es lo mejor que ahora a mi vida se le ajusta
Me pide q le baile y bailo
Me pide q le cante y canto
Ay yo la quiero tanto, tanto
Cuando llegue a la Habana cantaremos ella y yo
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y quiere viajar pa la Habana
Dice que no quiere rumba na ma
Que me busca este fin de semana
Yo la voy a invitar al baile
Cuando llegue ella va a gozar
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
Oh oh oh oh
Ay tu no sabes na
Ay lo que tengo yo
Oh oh oh oh
Lo que hicimos aquella noche le gustó
Oh oh oh oh
Ay tu no sabes na
Que luego me buscó
Oh oh oh oh
Ella se enganchó, y repitió
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y quiere viajar pa la Habana
Dice que no quiere rumba na ma
Que me busca este fin de semana
Yo la voy a invitar al baile
Cuando llegue ella va a gozar
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
EN:
That girl is in love with me
And she wants to travel to Havana
She says she doesn't want to only party
She's looking for me this weekend
I'm gonna ask her to the dance
When she arrives she's going to enjoy
That girl is in love with me
And with me she stays in Havana
I have a little girl
She's so beautiful, so pretty, she winks at me
Those little eyes that make me pineapple frappe
That at times I'd like to get married
To never leave...
And when I touch her
It's like something that's driving me crazy
That's exactly right, I'm not wrong
It's that I want her for myself,
I swear because I...
I want her, I want her, I want her, I want her, I do
Cause she's got everything that I like
I want her, I want her, I want her, I want her, I do
She's the best thing that fits my life now
She asks me to dance and I dance
She asks me to sing and I sing
Oh I love her so much, so much
When I get to Havana she and I will sing
That girl is in love with me
And she wants to travel to Havana
She says she doesn't want to only party
She's looking for me this weekend
I'm gonna ask her to the dance
When she arrives she's going to enjoy
That girl is in love with me
And with me she stays in Havana
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh you don't know nothing
Oh what I've got
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
She liked what we did that night
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh you don't know nothing
That then she looked for me
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
She got hooked, and she came back again
That girl is in love with me
And she wants to travel to Havana
She says she doesn't want to only party
She's looking for me this weekend
I'm gonna ask her to the dance
When she arrives she's going to enjoy
That girl is in love with me
And with me she stays in Havana
And with me she stays in Havana
And with me she stays in Havana
Lyrics ... Upbeat, fiery & festive salsa/jazz. Male vocals, latin percussion, ...Upbeat, fiery & festive salsa/jazz. Male vocals, latin percussion, male choir. Piano, bass, percussions & brass solo @ 2'22.
ES:
Seguimos por buen camino y cimarroneando
Con la orquesta Chaworó comunicando
No hay tiempo que perder
Ni espacio para el atraso
Así que proyecta el éxito
y evita el fracaso
Vengan, traemos música
El mejor antídoto
Para el cuerpo humano
Venga traemos música
El mejor antídoto
Para el cuerpo humano
Coro 1: venga traemos música
El mejor remedio
Para el cuerpo humano
Coro 2: venga traemos música
Coro 3: ven a vacilar con la música
EN:
We continue on the right track and cimarroneando
With the Chaworó orchestra communicating
There is no time to lose
Nor room for delay
So project success
And avoid failure
Come, we bring music
The best antidote
For the human body
Come, we bring music
The best antidote
For the human body
Chorus 1: Come we bring music
The best remedy
For the human body
Chorus 2: come we bring music
Chorus 3: come and swing to the music
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Wandering, nocturnal mood reminiscent of US indie movies from the ...Wandering, nocturnal mood reminiscent of US indie movies from the 60's / 70's. Jazz quartet with walking bass & trumpet.
Like a nocturnal spree. Jazz quintet with sax & trumpet. In the ...Like a nocturnal spree. Jazz quintet with sax & trumpet. In the spirit of the 60's Film Noir and the Nouvelle Vague. Suggested for New York City scenes, positive & classy ambiance.
Jazz ballad in the spirit of the French movies of the 60's. ...Jazz ballad in the spirit of the French movies of the 60's. Nocturnal, melancholic & intimate. Jazz trio, saxophone & flute. Perfect for film noir, french cinema & romantic drama.
Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Catchy, relaxed ...Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Catchy, relaxed & confident. Recommended for everyday life & street sports. Birds & nature fx, synth, electric bass, rhythm. Sax @ 1'19.
Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Catchy, relaxed ...Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Catchy, relaxed & confident. Recommended for everyday life & street sports. Synth, rhythm & sax @ 1'19.
Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Groovy, ...Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Groovy, confident & arty. Synth, rhythm & vinyl fx. Sax @ 1'10
Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Groovy, ...Lofi hip-hop, beat to relax/ to study to, chill beat. Groovy, confident & arty. Synth & rhythm. Sax @ 1'10
Lyrics ... Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Twist. Determined & dancing. Male voice, ...Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Twist. Determined & dancing. Male voice, alto sax, electric guitar, female back-ups & rhythm.
Italiano
Tutti giorni in questa strada,
alle sette ogni mattina,
il cuor turbato ma son pronto ad aspettare, un po’ nervoso,
questa ragazza camminando,
vedo passar davanti a me,
mi sembra un angelo caduto
solo per me.
Con tua pelle d'oro,
tuoi capelli di grano, e tuoi occhi d'azzurro,
tu sei, tu sei,
Con tua pelle d'oro,
tuoi capelli d’ebano di grano, e tuoi occhi d'azzuro,
tu sei, tu sei,
oh tu sei mi-o cie-lo.
Un lunedì dal cielo grigio,
vidi una stella nel tuo sguardo,
un enigma il tuo sorriso sulle tue labbra di velluto
il cuore mi suonò il tamburo,
ma presto lo sentii spezzare,
quando capii ché questa fiamma
bruciava, ma non per me.
Français
Tous les jours dans cette rue A sept heure tous les matins Le cœur troublé mais prêt à attendre un peu nerveux Cette fille qui avance, Que je vois passer devant moi, Et qui me semble être un ange tombé du ciel Seulement pour moi
Avec ta peau dorée Tes cheveux de blé Et tes yeux bleus Tu es, tu es, Avec ta peau dorée Tes cheveux de blé Et tes yeux bleus Tu es mon ciel
Un lundi de ciel gris Je vis une étoile dans ton regard Sur tes lèvres de velours Ton sourire était une énigme Mon cœur se mit à battre Mais très vite il se brisa
Quand je compris que cette flamme Brûlait Mais pas pour moi
English
Every day in this street At seven o’clock each morning The heart troubled but ready to way a little anxiously For this girl to go by She walks in front of me And seems to me like an angel Fallen from the sky Just for me
With your skin of gold And your hair of silk And your azure eyes You are you are Oh! you are my heaven
One Monday beneath a grey sky I saw a star in your eyes On your velvet lips Your smile was an enigma My heart began to beat But was quickly broken When I realized that this flame Was burning But not for me.
Lyrics ... Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Female voice, electric guitar, strings & ...Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Female voice, electric guitar, strings & rhythm.
Italiano Ritornello :
Ballare, Ballare si si si si Tornare Tornare no no no no Girare si, cantare si Dormire no
Strofe :
Dipingi con la matita nera Il contorno dei tuoi occhi verdi Uno sguardo di felina Nottambula Tu tracci disegni scolpisci Petali di rose rosse Sul’orlo delle tue labbra Tu girerai tutta per la notte finché sara mattino Perché lo sai la vita e breve, Allora...
Ondeggia il tuo corpo snello E Piano pian’ il tuo profumo Diffonde in mezzo alla folla Nottambula Anche ad occhi chiusi Lo sai ché notan' solo te
Al chiarore della luna
Tu girerai tutta per la notte finché sara mattino Perché lo sai la vita e breve, Allora...
Français
Refrain :
Danser, oui
Danser, oui Rentrer, non Rentrer, non, Tourner oui, chanter oui Dormir, non !
Couplets :
Tu soulignes au crayon noir le contour de tes yeux verts Un regard de féline Noctambule Tu traces, dessines et découpes Des pétales de roses rouges Sur l'ourlet de tes lèvres Tu sortiras toute la nuit Jusqu'au petit matin Car tu sais que la vie est courte Alors...
Ton corps mince ondule Et petit à petit ton parfum Se diffuse dans la foule Noctambule Même avec les yeux fermés Tu sais qu'ils ne voient que toi Dans la clarté de la lune Tu sortiras toute la nuit Jusqu'au petit matin Car tu sais que la vie est courte Alors...
English
Chorus
Dance Dance yes Go home no Go home no Spin around yes, sing yes Sleep no
Verse
You underline in black crayon The curve of your green eyes A feline look Nocturnal You trace, draw and cut out Petals of red roses On the edge of your lips You will go out all night long Until the early hours Because you know that life is short. Allora…
Your slim body sways And little by little your sent Wafts over the crowd Nocturnal Even with your eyes closed You know that they see only you By the light of the moon You will go out all night long Until the early hours Because you know that life is short. Allora…
Lyrics ... Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Dancing, joyful & exotic. Male voice, ...Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Dancing, joyful & exotic. Male voice, electric guitar, strings, brass & rhythm.
ItalianoDivent' un uomo fatto, Lei torna ragazza, ma quanto sto bene, quando quando ma quanto sto bene, quà , tra le braccia di tua madre!
Ha la pudore d'una bimba, E la dolcezza d'una mamma, l'appettito di una leonessa, e l'esperienza d'una regina, ah...
Le pesche non mi piacciono se sono verdi, Le pere, non mi piacciono se sono dure, le donne sono com' i frutti, migliore se sono mature. Lei sa placar' il mio ardore Posso gli aprir' il mio cuore, Dice che io la faccio ridere ma non mi parla di matrimonio!
Français
Je deviens un homme mûr Elle redevient jeune fille Mais qu’est-ce que je me sens bien
Quand, quand Qu'est-ce que je suis bien Là, dans les bras de ta mère
Elle a la pudeur d'une enfant Et la douceur d'une mère L'appétit d'une lionne Et l'expérience d'une reine, ah...
Les pêches ne me plaisent pas si elles sont vertes Les poires ne me plaisent pas si elles sont dures Les femmes sont comme les fruits Meilleures quand elles sont mûres
Elle sait calmer mon ardeur Je peux lui ouvrir mon cœur Elle dit que je la fais rire Mais ne parle pas de mariage.
English
I am becoming a mature man She is becoming a young girl How good I feel When when How good I feel Here in your mother’s arms
She has a child’s modesty And a sweetness of a mother The appetite of a lioness And the experience of a queen, ah…
I don’t like peaches when they’re green I don’t like pears when they’re hard Women are like fruit Better when they are ripe
She knows how to cool my ardour I can open my heart to her She says that I make her laugh But don’t talk to me about marriage
Lyrics ... Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Slow. Sad & sentimental. Female voice, ...Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Slow. Sad & sentimental. Female voice, synth & rhythm.
ItalianoIl nero, Il nero che rimane e copre tutto Da quando il fuoco è spento Anche il tuo sguardo è svanito Il nero
La cenere avvolge il ricordo Ci siamo consumati In troppe discussioni, questo è vero, Ma ora un velo nero Offusca il tuo cuor
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del tuo amore Nascerebbe una speranza Come nasce un fiore dalla neve
A volte Dalla cenere può nascere un fiore Dalle tenebre una luce Dalla notte un nuovo giorno, così Per noi un’alba rosa Solo per te
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del tuo amore Nascerebbe una speranza Come nasce un fiore dalla neve
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del mio amore Ti proteggerei Disegna un cerchio attorno al moi cuore La grazia del tuo sguardo Corri assieme a me Vivi assieme a me Guarda verso me Amore
Français
Le noir qui reste et recouvre tout Depuis que le feu est éteint Ton regard même s’est évanouit Le noir
Les cendres enveloppent le souvenir Nous nous sommes consumés Dans trop de discussions c’est certain Mais maintenant un voile noir Assombrit ton cœur
Si je pouvais raviver La flamme de ton amour L’espérance naitrait Comme naît une fleur de la neige
Parfois De la cendre peut naître une fleur Des ténèbres une lumière De la nuit un jour nouveau, ainsi Pour nous une aube rose Seulement pour toi
Si je pouvais raviver La flamme de mon amour Je te protègerais Dessine un cercle autour de mon cœur La grâce de ton regard Court avec moi Vit avec moi Regarde vers moi Amour
English
It’s the black that remains and covers everything Since the fire went out Even the look in your eyes has vanished The black
Memory is shrouded in ash We consumed ourselves Too many discussions for sure But now a black veil Darkens your heart
If I could revive The flame of your love Hope would be born Like a flower in the snow
Sometimes From the cinders a flower is born From the shadows comes light From the night a new day And so for us a rosy dawn Only for you
If I could revive
the flame of my love I would protect you Draw a circle around my heart The grace of your look Walks with me Lives with me Watches with me Love
Le premier amour Sera pour toujours le plus beau Le premier amour sera pour toujours le plus fort A l’horizon quand le ciel s’obscurcit, On ne s’en aperçoit pas Mais le premier amour ne se vit qu’une seule fois.
Le premier regard Reste dans mes rêves Le premier regard reste Dans mon coeur Dans nos yeux tant, tant de promesses Qu’un seul battement de cil Peut donner assez d’amour pour l’éternité.
Le premier baiser Sera pour toujours le plus doux Le premier baiser Sera pour toujours le plus sincère Quand nos mains se séparent Quand nous devons nous dire au revoir Alors « à demain » sonne comme « adieu ».
English
The first love Will always be the finest The first love Will always be the deepest On the horizon as the sky is fading We don’t realize it But the first love only lives once.
The first look Stays in my dreams The first look
Stays in my heart In our eyes, so many, so many promesses That one blink of an eye Can give enough love for eternity.
The first kiss Will always be the sweetest The first kiss Will always be the more sincere When our hands part When we must say goodbyes Then “goodbye” sounds “adieu”.
ItalianoVola, vola farfalla mia Al di la, dello spazio e del tempo Vola, vai farfalla, vola Scopri i confini dei sogni Dove stà un’altra realtà Vola, vai farfalla, vola.
Come domani non c'è Vivi sta notte Vicina alle stelle Con mille pianeti, galassie segrete Facciamo il viaggio... Vola con me
Passa dietro le barricate Fa cadere i muri delle prigioni Vola, vai farfalla, vola
Come domani non c'è Vivi sta notte Vicina alle stelle Con mille pianeti, galassie segrete Facciamo il viaggio... Vola con me
Français
Vole, comme s’il n’y avait plus de lendemain Vis cette nuit Près des étoiles Avec mille planètes, galaxies secrètes Faisons le voyage Vole avec moi
Passe derrière les barricades Fais tomber les murs des prisons Vole, mon papillon vole.
Vole, vole mon papillon Au-delà de l’espace du temps Vole, va mon papillon, vole Découvre les confins des songes Là où il y a une autre réalité Vole, mon papillon vole
English
Fly, fly my butterfly
Beyond space and time Fly, go butterfly, fly Go find the edge of dreams Where there is another reality Fly, go butterfly, fly
As if there were no tomorrow Live this night Next to the stars With a thousand planets, secret galaxies Let’s take the trip Fly with me
Pass behind the barricades Bring down the prison walls Fly, go butterfly, fly
ItalianoNon è un James Dean, non è Marlon Brando Nemmeno principe di favola, non è banchiere, non è pilota, ma son sicura è lui ché amo. L'ho incontrato in un bar qui vicino, una sera che mi sentivo giù. M'ha regalato, un caffè stretto E da allora non ci lasciamo più.
Se oggi canto con felicita ci-ta, E per l'amore del mio ragazzo-o-o Che mette il sole nella mia vita, con lui, con lui, mi sento in paradiso.
Lui non è alto, né snello né biondo non ha i capelli sulla fronte, ma per me lui è, di tutti il miglior, quando mi canta il suo amor Non fa mai a pugni, per fa-re il duro non ha studiato in università Ma io mi sento la più bella del mondo, quando mi porta a ballar.
Français
Ce n’est pas James Dean ni Marlon Brando Encore moins le prince de la fable Il n’est pas banquier, il n’est pas pilote Mais je suis sûre qu’il est celui que j’aime. Je l’ai rencontré dans un bar pas loin d’ici, Une nuit où je me sentais déprimée Il m’a payé un café serré Et depuis on ne s’est plus quitté.
Si aujourd’hui je chante avec joie C’est pour l’amour de mon copain Qui met du soleil dans ma vie, Avec lui, avec lui, je me sens Au paradis
Il n’est ni grand ni mince ni blond Il n’a pas un cheveu sur le front, Mais pour moi il est de tous le meilleur, Quand il me chante son amour. Il ne se bat jamais pour jouer au dur Il n’a pas étudié à l’université Mais je me sens la plus belle du monde Quand il m’emmène danser.
English
He’s no James Dean, nor Marlon Brando Even less a fairy prince No banker, nor pilot But I’m sure is the one I love. I met him in a bar not far from here One night when I was feeling down He bought me a coffee And we’ve been together ever since
If today I am so happy to sing It’s for the love of my boyfriend Who brings sunshine into my life, With him with him I am in paradise
He is neither tall nor slim nor blonde Not a hair on his forehead But for me, he is absolutely the best, When he sings his love to me. He never tries to play the tough guy He didn’t go to college But I am the most beautiful girl in the world When he takes me onto the dance floor.
