Lyrics ... Cha cha cha song. Uplifting & carefree. Male vocal, piano, horns, ...Cha cha cha song. Uplifting & carefree. Male vocal, piano, horns, bass & percussion.
Yo tengo una historia bonita
Que me contó mi abuelita
Yo tengo una historia de pueblo
Que me contaba mi abuelo
La tierra en que nací, cuna hermosa del Caribe (x2)
Tierra de Jose Martin,
Ay todo daría por verte libre
Yo tengo una historia bonita
Que me contó mi abuelita
Yo tengo una historia de pueblo
Que me contaba mi abuelo
Por tus campos yo corrí, descubrí mil aventuras (x2)
Cuando te recuerdo así
Ay, el corazón se me arruga
Yo tengo una historia bonita
Que me contó mi abuelita
Yo tengo una historia de pueblo
Que me contaba mi abuelo
Tengo una historia bonita (x3)
Yo tengo una historia bonita...
Yo tengo una historia bonita
Que me contó mi abuelita
Yo tengo una historia de pueblo
Que me contaba mi abuelo
EN:
I have a nice story
That my grandmother told me
I have a village history
That my grandfather used to tell me
The land where I was born, beautiful cradle of the Caribbean (x2)
Land of Jose Martin,
Oh, I' d give anything to see you free
I have a nice story
That my grandmother told me
I have a village history
That my grandfather used to tell me
Through your fields I ran, I discovered a thousand adventures (x2)
When I remember you like this
Oh, my heart is wrinkling
I have a nice story
That my grandmother told me
I have a village history
That my grandfather used to tell me
I have a nice story (x3)
I have a nice story...
I have a nice story
That my grandmother told me
I have a village history
That my grandfather used to tell me
FR:
J'ai une belle histoire
Que me racontait ma petite grand mère
J'ai une histoire de village
Que me racontait mon grand père
La terre ou je suis né, berceau merveilleux des caraïbes,
La terre de Jose Martin,
Aie je donnerait tout pour te voir libre
Cherchant la passion, j'ai couru, j'ai découvert l'aventure,
Pour ton temps j'ai couru
Quant je me souviens de toi comme ça
Aie, mon coeur se brise
And i’ve never thought
About the simple moments
That i share with you
And i’ve never thought
About the simple moments
Hope you feel the same
Never gonna give it up
Never gonna make it stop
Never gonna give it up
Never gonna make it stop
And i’ve never thought
About the simple moments
That i share with you
And i never thought
About the simple moments
Hope you feel the same
Never gonna give it up
Never gonna make it stop
Never gonna give it up
Never gonna make it stop
Oh no no
And i’ve never thought
About the simple moments
That i share with you
Oh you oh baby
And i’ve got just something
To say now
Just think about it
Think about it
Just the sun we need
And the air we breed
Just the sun we need
And the air we breed
Just the sun we need
And the air we breed
Just the sun we need
Lyrics ... Exotic, danceable with attitude & a touch of mystery. Exotica. ...Exotic, danceable with attitude & a touch of mystery. Exotica. Colombian cumbia mixed with electronic elements, sung in Spanish. Female voice @ 0'49, synths, Latin & electronic percussion.
Esto es lo que suena la cumbia se pega
Esto es lo que suena
Paso suavecito se alza la tierra
Mueve la pollera
Esto es lo que suena la cumbia se pega
Esto es lo que suena
Paso suavecito levanta la arena
Mueve la cadera
Esto es lo que rueda, la cumbia se pega
símbolo cimarrón, resistencia
Te coge te sube te amarra y te empuja
A bailar en las noches de luna
Esto es lo que suena
Esto es lo que suena
Esto es lo que suena
pura resistencia
Y siente de la guacharaca al bembé
Siente de la guacharaca al bembé
Otra vez !
Esto es lo que suena la cumbia se pega
Esto es lo que suena
Paso suavecito se alza la tierra
Mueve la pollera
Esto es lo que suena la cumbia se pega
Esto es lo que suena
Paso suavecito levanta la arena
Mueve la cadera
Lyrics ... Joyful & energetic Latin rock in a punk-ska style, sung in Spanish. ...Joyful & energetic Latin rock in a punk-ska style, sung in Spanish. Lyrics are soccer related. Male singer, Rock band, brass & Latin percussion.
ES: Hey! Hey! Prepárate para gozar El entusiasmo va llegando Ya no mires hacia atrás Conéctate Con este mundo mundial!Ya la pelota va a rodar Toda la hinchada está cantando Mira, la fiesta va a empezar Conéctate Con este mundo mundial! Un país caliente de emociones Explotando las buenas vibraciones La pasión, la buena energía Alza la mano, muestra toda tu alegría! Carnaval cargado de ilusiones Vive la vida sin complicaciones! La pasón, la buena energía Alza la mano, muestra toda tu alegría!
Prepárate para gozar El entusiasmo va llegando Ya no mires hacia atrás Conéctate Con este mundo mundial! Ya la pelota va a rodar Toda la hinchada está cantando Mira, la fiesta va a empezar Conéctate Con este mundo mundial! Mundo mundial Mundo mundial!
EN: Hey! Hey! Get ready to enjoy The excitement is coming Don't look back anymore Connect With this world cup world!The ball is about to roll All the fans are singing Look, the party's about to start Connect With this world cup world! A hot country of emotions Exploding with good vibrations The passion, the good energy Raise your hand, show all your joy! Carnival full of illusions Live life without complications! Passion, good energy Raise your hand, show all your joy!
Get ready to enjoy Enthusiasm is coming Don't look back anymore Connect With this world cup world!The ball is about to roll All the fans are singing Look, the party's about to start Connect With this world cup world!world cup worldworld cup world!
Instrumental. Joyful & energetic Latin-Rock in a Punk-Ska style with ...Instrumental. Joyful & energetic Latin-Rock in a Punk-Ska style with a soccer stadium ambiance. Rock band, brass & Latin percussion.
Lyrics ... Emotional, swaying & rural Latin song, sung in Spanish. Female ...Emotional, swaying & rural Latin song, sung in Spanish. Female singer, Spanish guitar, traditional Colombian gaita & minimal percussion elements.
Mueveté, mueveté... mueve tus caderas veComo si fueras el vientoComo si fueras la lluviaComo si no hubiera el tiempo Mueveté, mueveté... mueve tus caderas veComo si fueras el vientoComo si fueras la lluviaComo si no hubiera el tiempo
El tiempo se acaba... se te acaba el tiempoY se va el momentoEl tiempo se acaba... se te acaba el tiempoY se va el momento Mueveté, mueveté...mueve tus caderas veComo si fueras el viento
Lyrics ... Song. Sung in Italian. Lazy & funny. Male voice, piano, electric ...Song. Sung in Italian. Lazy & funny. Male voice, piano, electric guitar, brass & rhythm.
Italiano
Mi sono innamorato,
di una bella biondina,
mi fa diventar matto,
per la sua gelosia.
Mi è vietato uscire incontrar' i miei amici,
e se provo a partire, sono pianti e sospiri.
Strega, stregona,
lasciami stare,
la tua furia,
ora deve passare.
Io non ti sposo,
se tieni il broncio!
Vuol' saper dei fatti miei, anche sullo lavoro,
e mi prende a schiaffi,
se ritardo un poco,
Mi fruga nella tasca, cerca il telefonino,
per spiare con chi parlo e farmi la scenata !
Se vado dalla mamma,
o a vedere la partita,
me ne fa un dramma
mi nasconde la moto
mi segue dappertutto anche se sono in bagno,
mi sveglia in piena notte per sapere cosa sogno!
FrançaisJe suis tombé amoureux D’une belle blonde, Mais sa jalousie me rend fou. Je ne peux pas sortir pour voir mes amis Et si j’essaye de partir, elle ne fait que Sangloter et soupirer
Sorcière sorcière Laisse-moi tranquille, Ta furie Doit passer maintenant. Je ne t’épouserai pas Si tu ne cesses de bouder !
Elle veut tout savoir de moi Et même pendant le travail, Et elle me tape Si je suis un peu en retard, Elle fouille dans mes poches, cherche mon portable, Pour savoir à qui j’ai parlé et me faire une scène !
Si je vais chez ma mère Ou voir un match de foot, Elle en fait un drame Me cache la moto Me suit partout même quand je suis dans mon bain Elle me réveille en pleine nuit Pour savoir de quoi je rêve !
English
I fell in love
with a beautiful blonde but her jealousy drives me crazy. I can’t go out with my friends And if I try to leave,
she just sobs and sighs
Witch witch Leave me alone You must leave
your anger behind I’ll not marry you If you don’t stop sulkingShe wants to know everything about me Even when I am working She clouts me If I am a bit late, She goes through my pockets, checks my phone To see who I’ve been talking to And makes a big scene.
If I go to see my mother Or go to a football match, It’s a whole number She hides my bike Follows me everywhere Even when I am in my bath She wakes me up in the middle of the night To find out what I am dreaming about !
Lyrics ... Pure country / honky-tonk song about drowning sorrows. Male singer, ...Pure country / honky-tonk song about drowning sorrows. Male singer, rhythm section, fiddle, pedal steel @ 0'36, lead electric guitar 1'31 & lead fiddle @ 1'45.
BEER CHASERCHORUSBring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down I know it might seem early But I booked the first flight out of town That baby of mine found another man And I ain’t stickin’ around So bring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ downVERSEWe came out here together Just about a year ago I was playin’ guitar at a hotel bar She was workin’ at the casino Serving drinks to high rollers Till one of them caught her eye Now she’s gone an’ hit the bi0g jackpot And I’ve gone an’ bought a ticket to flyCHORUSSo bring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down I know it might seem early But I booked the first flight out of town That baby of mine found another man And I ain’t stickin’ around So bring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ downInstrumentalBRIDGEThey’re ready to board at gate #4 Here’s a hundred, you can keep the change I’m gonna be the last one on But I’ll sleep it off on the plane I’ll sleep it off on the planeCHORUSBring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down I know it might seem early But I booked the first flight out of town That baby of mine found another man And I ain’t stickin’ around So bring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
Lyrics ... Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, ...Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, piano & rhythm section.
IDLE HOURVERSE There’s a place down the street
Where my friends congregate And when we sit on those bar stools We’re not alone 10 am the lights are on Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong And we’re drowning those memories One by one CHORUS You can meet me at the idle hour Where the juke box plays all those country songs If you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone With too many reasons not to go back home
VERSE The neon lights are bright Even tho it’s past midnight And the band’s packed up and moved on Stare at the clock on the wall Bartender says last call And I start missin’ her most of all
CHORUS So, you can meet me at the idle hour Where the juke box plays all those country songs So if you’re tryin’ to hang on To a love that’s dead and gone With too many reasons not to go back home Too many reasons not to go back home
Lyrics ... Upbeat country song in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the ...Upbeat country song in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the bayou. Male singer, pedal steel, accordion, fiddle.
GOODTIME HONKY TONK VERSE Just a little past the county line Where the kudzu’s growin’ up the cross road sign
Sun’s sinkin’ thru the pine You’ll find the goodtime honky tonk
VERSE Just one happy family Blowin’ off steam at the end of the week Yes sir, no ma’am, thank you, please At the goodtime honky tonk
CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk
VERSE Jukebox sittin’ on the old front porch Punch those numbers and hit the floor We all know what we’re here for
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
VERSE None of that new country breed Just Hank and Lefty and some Brenda Lee Listen to Willie puff some weed At the goodtime Honky Tonk
CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk
INSTRUMENTAL
REPEAT CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk At the goodtime Honky Tonk At the goodtime Honky Tonk Heyeeeee
Underscore. Upbeat country cue in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a ...Underscore. Upbeat country cue in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the bayou. Pedal steel, accordion, fiddle.
Lyrics ... Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, ...Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, spoken male voices, percussions & rhythm.
Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, ...Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, percussions & rhythm.
Lyrics ... French rap / boom bap. Urban, determined & catchy. Rapper with ...French rap / boom bap. Urban, determined & catchy. Rapper with sampler & rhythm.
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir
J'ai vu des phrasés qui s'décalent, des rires, des rides, des vies qui partentPuis des jeunes gazés qui s'débattent, qu'esquivent devant des flics qui parlentLa weed c'est médical, ici l'chagrin est délicatJ'ai la rage contre personne, puisque chacun est critiquableY'a des clochards qui te pé-pom, qui s'font démonter pour 10 ballesDes cons, des bons, des condés sombres et j'ai pas les fonds pour ti-parEsquinté des wagons, des gares, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes garsChez nous les braves gens s'tapent, mettent les bails dans l'sacAucun marchand d'sable, ouai les vaillants l'saventFaut pas s'en vanter, les enfants baventLe rap tue la jeunesse car les temps sont gravesCombien en font un fond d'commerce en s'pensant bravesA cause de toi saches que des gosses meurent en s'tranchant l'brasLes tours s'encrassent et les gens s'en tapentLes passant passent ça n'les enchante pasMoi j'ai la gueule pour leur emploi, mais pas le cœur qui va avecIci on fume, on tise, on bois, les jeunes s'consument pour faire la fêteLes journalistes j'leur mets des doigts et j'leur souhaite qu'une perquis' les pèteLa politique, la coke, des boites, pendant qu'ils interdisent les pét'Ça fait longtemps qu'ils nous la mettent, ces cons dépensé par les GrecsLes médias flambent ouais quand c'est dead, l'argent dépensé par les dettesIls bougent les vents, marées et mers, ils ont menti, ok c'est netCar on est gouverné en clair, pour du factice par des fennecs
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir
Dis leur qu'on patine dans la semoule, qu'on s'en bas les couilles des urnesQu'on galère à faire des sous, mais frère, les trois quart sont déçusLes gens marchent et baissent la tête, mais tu sais la vie m'enseigneCe mode de vie nous reflète qu'ici on oublie l'essentielL'état n'est pas facile, c'est pas l'asile c'est l'carnageEn cas j'insiste, c'est pas d'la zik' c'est du partageJ'rap pour les gens qu'ont pas d'cash, la veine est palpableMoi j'suis pas l'pape, c'est pour les coeurs sans pare-balleMalaise palpable et climat d'peur, c'est pour voir les barbares, les tar-baNous des revendicateursIl faudrait qu'on s'rassemble, qu'on s'prête et qu'on s'batteL'état rouspète, faut que tout pète et qu'on s'barre
Ouais le passant passeEsquinté des wagons, des gardes, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes garsMelan Omerta, ouais j'chante et j't'emmerdeEsquinté des wagons, des gardes, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes gars
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir
Hard rock / anthem rock / stadium rock / classic rock. Catchy, fiery ...Hard rock / anthem rock / stadium rock / classic rock. Catchy, fiery & incisive. Guitar solo @ 1'05. Rock band.
Lyrics ... Song. Determined but melancholic. Acoustic & electric guitar, male ...Song. Determined but melancholic. Acoustic & electric guitar, male voice & pizz.
You’re not a friend of mine, but I’m not afraid of dyingI just want to live alive,I wanna give it a try and face the ghosts that trouble my nightI’m gonna play my dime, even if chances are tight It’s better to go now, before chances are goneDans les bras du hasard, j’ai glissé mon destin, ma douleurJ’ai laissé mon chagrin,J’ai caressé l’espoir en douceur, j’ai oublié mes peurs Quand s’approche l’hiver, if faut rentrer son boisC’est le moment de le faire, avant que ne s’abatte le froidI know it sounds insane, but I’m not the one to blameWhen hope is fighting pain in a kind of silly gameWith such a beast to tame and a referee so lameSo I need to place my bet, I need to force the fateBefore I’m getting old, before it’s getting coldBefore chances are gone Je veux redéployer mes ailes et tutoyer les arcs en cielWhen the chance comes and says your name, you’ll sense it’s the moment to decideJe veux remarcher sur les braises, faire le saut de l’ange du haut des falaises Don’t wait, just go for it, you know it is time to set the timePuisque je n’ai plus rien à perdre, entre combat et prièreNow you feel it must be done, just get a ticket to the unknownAujourd’hui je choisis le glaive, pour qu’un nouveau jour se lèveAnd feel reborn, and feel rebornJ’ai trop donné, je veux qu’on me donne, before chances are gone
Lyrics ... Folk song. Determined & serious. Female voice, folk & electric ...Folk song. Determined & serious. Female voice, folk & electric guitars & tambourine.
When I was a young manLife seemed so easyNever had any plansFate would take care of me I felt warm in your armsLonging for your embraceI was tricked by your charmsA fool falling from grace Ah ah ah ah … Lost in a hazeLife is a maze
The only things you inspireAre hate and desireI've never felt like this beforeI'm invisible to your eyes There's something strangeyou'll never changeBut now I can't recognize you anymoreYou look so waveringAnd I feel so confusePlease look at me more and more Tell me what you're looking forTell me what you're looking forWhat can I do anymoreJust tell me what you're looking for What can we do about it ?Now, I'm at your feetWhat are you waiting waiting forI promise you, I'll be wiseThere's something strangeyou'll never changeBut now I can't recognize you anymoreYou look so waveringAnd I feel so confusePlease look at me more and more Tell me what you're looking forTell me what you're looking forWhat can I do anymoreJust tell me what you're looking for
Lyrics ... Son guajira. Warm but with a melancholic touch. Male singer, ensemble ...Son guajira. Warm but with a melancholic touch. Male singer, ensemble with afro-cuban percussion & brass.
Barrio viejoMe sabeel son el sones montunoallá en el barrio viejo mamaBarrio viejoTu sabeMe sabeSabrosura mama
Son guajira. Warm but with a melancholic touch. Trumpet, guitar, tres ...Son guajira. Warm but with a melancholic touch. Trumpet, guitar, tres & ensemble with afro-cuban percussion & brass.
Son guajira. Warm but with a melancholic touch. Underscore. Guitar, ...Son guajira. Warm but with a melancholic touch. Underscore. Guitar, tres & ensemble with afro-cuban percussion.
Got to give it up, i got tomove on Don't give it up, i'm gonnamoving up
I move from place to space,open up a way to stay Give you back what you give tome, try to help and be brave You open me to your real live,getting ready for one more night You host me like a real star,do not disturb far I'm gonna try to be up´ don'tbe a guest just treat me less Participate the most i can, toshow you gratefull i'am Always a pleasure to comearound, you get me up when it can go do down Can't predict upcoming things,just can say you're all deep in on me I can do it moving all thetime, and getting aware. You give to me all i need tohave, a simple life like ho my! I never found a way to tellyou, the things i feel next to you You act like a family member,you act right and know me like no one As your cup your friend of meand as a thing i remercie I can do it moving all thetime, and getting aware.
You got to give it up, i got tomove on Don't give it up, i'm gonnamoving up
All togetherAll togetherWe gonna change the world All togetherAll togetherOur life has jus begun All togetherAll togetherWe gonna change the world All togetherAll togetherWe gonna have some fun All togetherAll togetherWe gonna change the world All togetherAll togetherWe gonna have some fun
