Lyrics ... Pop song / contemporary soul. Relax, feminine & confident. Female ...Pop song / contemporary soul. Relax, feminine & confident. Female singer, electric guitar, bass & rhythm.
I really thought we could’ve stayed friends But fate wanted us to partI told that I don’t understand This way of holding me backI know I could have let things go It is the hardest part of all It is not the perfect time to tell you what’s on my mind I know we should’ve loved us so, that it can beThat it can be warmer Our skins getting closer I can’t forget you Our love is a chapter you won’t even remember I can’t forget you I know we could’ve cared at all Don’t let your heart break it and fall You left traces in my life Warmer, warmerI really thought we could’ve stayed friends But fate wanted us to part I told that I don’t understand This way of holding me backI know I could have let things go It is the hardest part of allThat it can be warmer Our skins getting closer I can’t forget you Our love is a chapter you won’t even remember I can’t forget you Warmer, warmer
Lyrics ... Rock ballad. Carefree & relaxed. Female singer, electric & folk ...Rock ballad. Carefree & relaxed. Female singer, electric & folk guitars & rhythm.
Is there out there stillLife on the streetsAnd hearts still beatingIn the city?Or are there only eyesThat burn with fearAnd tears that searDown the faces of the dead?Seems to me we lost them long agoThere’s too much painNot much pityGot to get these tombstonesOff my brainHere and nowNot in the fucking ever after. FR: Est-ce que dehors il y a encoreDe la vie dans les ruesEt des coeurs qui battentDans la ville?Ou n'y a t'il que des yeuxQui brûlent appeurésEt des larmes qui brûlentEn coulant les visages des mortsIl me semble que nous les avons perdus il y a longtempsIl y a trop de douleurPeu de pitiéIl faut que je chasse ces pierres tombalesEe mon espritIci et maintenantPas dans ce putain de lendemain
I don't care the way you smile, the way you talk to me (x3) 'Cause now I ́m gone, my work is done I don't love you no more (x2) I don't care the way you walk, the way you comb your hair (x3) 'Cause now I ́m gone, my work is done I don't love you no more (x2) You can beg me, you can cry, opening your arms (x3) 'Cause now I ́m gone, my work is done I don't love you no more (x2) Ho............................. 'Cause now I ́m gone, my work is done I don't love you no more (x3)
Lyrics ... Folk-blues song. Intro with a capella voice. Male vocal, acoustic ...Folk-blues song. Intro with a capella voice. Male vocal, acoustic picking & slide guitars.
I don't care the way you smile, the way you talk to me (x3) 'Cause now I ́m gone, my work is done I don't love you no more (x2) I don't care the way you walk, the way you comb your hair (x3) 'Cause now I ́m gone, my work is done I don't love you no more (x2) You can beg me, you can cry, opening your arms (x3) 'Cause now I ́m gone, my work is done I don't love you no more (x2) Ho............................. 'Cause now I ́m gone, my work is done I don't love you no more (x3)
Jumping From Tree To TreeLike The Urban MonkeyI’ve Always Meant To BeI’m Gliding Over The City Lately, NightlyTill The Sun Comes Up Met My Favourite PornstarDown The Champs ElyseesWhile I Was Riding AimlesslyFreewheelingCan You Keep A Secret?Keep The Balance, Set The Pace?Take It Easy,Make It Easy On YourselfYou Lucky Little Boy Dancing Through The NightWhen The Clocks Stop TickingStilettoes Are BurningAll Over The City When The Clocks Stop TickingTomorrow Is Dying Jumping From Tree To TreeLike The Urban MonkeyI’ve Always Meant To BeI’m Gliding Over The City Daily, NightlyTill The Sun Comes UpMet My Favourite PornstarDown The Champs ElyseesWhile I Was Riding AimlesslyFreewheeling Can You Keep A Secret?Keep The Balance, Set The Pace?Take It Easy,Make It Easy On YourselfYou Lucky Little BoyDancing Through The Night When The Clocks Stop TickingStilettos Are Burning All Over The City
Lyrics ... Cha cha cha in the style of the 50's & 60's. Kitsch, latin, fun & ...Cha cha cha in the style of the 50's & 60's. Kitsch, latin, fun & rousing. Sung in Spanglish. Female singer, brass & cuban percussion. Rock guitar @ 0'40 & Hammond organ solo @ 1'20.
Te mueves por aquí Te mueves por alláLo único que yo quiero es Rico cha cha chá Mi baile es asílo tienes que gozaresta es la forma de bailar, mi cha cha chá si prestas atención siguiendo el ritmo porque es hora de bailar mi cha cha chá feel the groove sígueme a mi cadera así mueve los piesde esta manerado the cha cha cha chá
Cha cha cha in the style of the 50's & 60's. Kitsch, latin, fun & ...Cha cha cha in the style of the 50's & 60's. Kitsch, latin, fun & rousing. Sung in Spanglish. Brass & Cuban percussion. Rock guitar @ 0'40 & Hammond organ solo @ 1'20.
Lyrics ... Latin boogaloo sung in spanglish. Dancing & positive. Male vocal, ...Latin boogaloo sung in spanglish. Dancing & positive. Male vocal, rhythm, piano & brass section. Solo saxophone @ 2'19.
You and me,are looking for some one, to make us feel good, you and me,are ready for action, for more satisfaction. Hoy en la noche tengo ganas de conoce' una muchacha, i see that girl in the club i crush on her,i feel to dance some chacha. Esos ojitos blue,y su long dark hair,she realy got me crazy, la quiero conocer, and all the nigth long i gone be with her. you and me no vamos a goza, ve mujer te voy a enamorar. FR: Toi et moi On est à la recherche de quelqu'un Pour qu’on se sente bien Toi et moiOn est prêt pour l'action Pour plus de satisfaction Ce soir j'ai envie de connaitre une fille Je vois cette fille dans le club Je craque pour elleJ'ai le sentiment de danser un peu de cha cha Ces yeux bleusEt ses longs cheveux noirs Elle me rend vraiment fouJe veux la rencontrer et toute la nuit Je veux être avec elle Toi et moi, on va s'amuserViens, femme. Je vais te faire tomber amoureuse
Lyrics ... Latin gangsta hip-hop sung in Spanglish. Festive. Male vocal & ...Latin gangsta hip-hop sung in Spanglish. Festive. Male vocal & thythm. Solo trumpet @ 2'00.
Welcome every body come on to my party I know, you know we like it,Welcome every body come on to my party Hee yes i like itWelcome every body come on to my party WI know, you know we like itWelcome every body come on to my party Hey yee you like itHello ladys,Miren quien llegó The soneros of the party pana black y Ortegon. we have some fun,For the chicks rum,Every body In the party pa’ quedarse drunk. And jump feel the sound with the groove Of this songMovimiento De cadera,Muevete como tu quierasLo que traigo es sabor.si me pides que quede me quedo Si me pides q me valla me voy Si me pides que quede me quedoSi me pides q me valla me voy me voy La rumba esta candela, Mi chicha esta que quema, Tengo algo que decirte, Tu te vas o te queda, Conmigo,Por que sigo aqui, The roof is un firme, Keep it hot keep it hot. FR: Bienvenue tout le monde, venez à ma soirée Je sais, tu sais que nous aimonsBienvenue tout le monde venez à ma soirée Hee oui j’aime Bienvenue tout le monde, venez à ma soirée On sait, tu sais que nous aimonsBienvenue tout le monde, venez à ma soirée Hey yee tu l’aimes Bonjour les filles Regardez qui est venu? Les "soneros" de la soirée Pana Black et Ortegon Nous avons du "fun" Pour les filles du rhum Toute le monde en soirée pour finir bourré Et sauteÉcoute le sonAvec le "groove" De cette chanson Mouvement des hanches Bouge toi comme tu veux Ce que j’apporte c’est le goût La rumba est en feu Ma "chica" est en train de brûler J’ai quelque chose à te direTu pars ou tu restes avec moi Parce que je suis toujours là Le toit est en feux Garde la chaleur Si vous me demandez de rester, je resteSi vous me demandez, je suis parti je suisSi vous me demandez de rester, je resteraiSi vous me demandez, je suis parti je vais je vais
Mexico. This rose is a woman with whom the trovador is in love. ...Mexico. This rose is a woman with whom the trovador is in love. Violin, Mexican guitars & traditional male singer.
Lyrics ... Chamamé with singing. Classical guitar, accordion & male voice @ ...Chamamé with singing. Classical guitar, accordion & male voice @ 0'39.
Quel doux enchantement Dans mon souvenir, Merceditas, Petite fleur parfumée Mon amour d'un jour. Aux champs je la connus une après-midi, là-bas, très loin, Où poussent les blés Dans la province de Santa Fé.
Ainsi naquit notre amour Avec illusion, passionément, Mais, je ne sais pourquoi, La fleur se fana et s'en fut mourir...
En l'aimant comme un fou J'en vins à comprendre Ce qu'est aimer, ce qu'est souffrir, En lui donnant mon coeur.
Telle une plainte errante, Flottant dans la campagne, Mon chant, un écho vague, Se souvient de cet amour. Malgré le temps écoulé, Merceditas demeure L'enchantement qui vit Dans mon chant nostalgique.
