Lyrics ... Pop song in Motown style. Sensual & dreamy. Organ, electric guitar, ...Pop song in Motown style. Sensual & dreamy. Organ, electric guitar, female singer & drums.
When you’re in my bedAnd I think of anything else insteadWould you mind if I doA shift in my headTo find the memory to slip from thereAnd let me melt intoGreenhouse, GreenhouseHow could we be so dreamyGreenhouse, GreenhouseWe were there too lazy
The freckles on your body look like the milky wayI love it when you touch meWhenever you make me sayMoonchildWhatcha doin’ to meMoonchildCome closerFeels rightYour lips on my shoulderDo you feel me baby?Can you see the signsExactly how you want meYou make me loose my mindWhatcha doin’ to meMoonchildCome closerWhatcha doin’ to meMindfield :Yeah it’s really goingMoonchildGets my body flowingForget the bottomYou wanna be glowingNo MoonchildYou feel negative degreesWearing your heart on your sleevesIt was really meant to beCome back to meAnd when you get out of the showerDrops are running downYou make me wanna stay longerStay over nightMoonchildWhatcha doin’ to meMoonchildCome closerFeels rightYour lips on my shoulderYou make me feel soYou make me feel so
Lyrics ... Modern Latin folk. Sentimental lament, sung in Spanish with dream-pop ...Modern Latin folk. Sentimental lament, sung in Spanish with dream-pop elements. Female singer, Spanish guitar, synths, minimal electronic & Latin percussion.
Yo voy llorando mi penaPorque la quiero llorarSi no quisiera llorarlaMejor me pone a cantá' Déjame llora que lloreQue pruebe la oscuridadDéjame sola ay que añorePa que te vuelva a buscá' Tambolero pa cantá' Déjame llora que lloreQue pruebe la oscuridadDéjame sola ay que añorePa que te vuela a llamar Tambolero pa cantá' Voy tamboleroTambolero pa' cantá'Voy tamboleroTambolero pa' cantá'Deja que hoy quiero llorá'Tambolero pa' cantá'Pa' que te vuelva a llamá'Tambolero pa' cantá' Tambolero, tambolero, tambolero tambolero... Y que te vuelvo a llamar, TamboleroDéja que la noche caigaY que te vuelvo a llamar, TamboleroY nos volvamo' a encontrá'Y que te vuelvo a llamar, TamboleroSin prisa, sin afánY que te vuelvo a llamar, TamboleroComo la ciénaga va al marY que te vuelvo a llamar, Tambolero Tambolero, tambolero, tambolero tambolero... Tambolero pa' cantá'Tambolero pa' arrullá'
Underscore. Modern sentimental latin folk, with dream-pop elements. ...Underscore. Modern sentimental latin folk, with dream-pop elements. Spanish guitar, synths, minimal electronics & Latin percussion.
Lyrics ... Romance in the spirit of Broadway musicals of 40s & 50s. Sensual, ...Romance in the spirit of Broadway musicals of 40s & 50s. Sensual, lazy & sophisticated. Female singer, orchestra with string ensemble, brass & brushes. Muted trumpet @ 1'42.
I JUST DON’T CARE
Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves
THERE IS SOMETHING IN HIS EYES
THAT I SHOULD RECOGNIZE
BE SMART BE COOL BEWARE
EVEN THO I REALIZE
IT’S PROBABLY UNWISE
I JUST DON’T CARE
MY FEET ARE OFF THE GROUND
MY POOR HEAD IS SPINNING AROUND
PLEASE JUST LET ME FANTASIZE
HE’S NOT LIKE OTHER GUYS
IT’S REAL LOVE I HAVE FOUND
LOOKS LIKE THE WRITING’S ON THE WALL
NO USE IN FIGHTING, NONE AT ALL
WHO COULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT I WOULD FALL
SO HELPLESSLY ?
IF YOU’RE THINKING I AM DUMB
TO FALL UNDER HIS THUMB
DUMB MAYBE BUT I’M HAPPY
Lyrics ... Romance in the spirit of Broadway musicals of 40s & 50s. Sensual, ...Romance in the spirit of Broadway musicals of 40s & 50s. Sensual, sentimental, lazy & sophisticated. Male singer in crooner style, orchestra, string ensemble, brass & rhythm. Lead muted trumpet @ 1'42.
I JUST DON’T CARE
Music by Sebastijan Duh Lyrics by John Greaves
THERE IS SOMETHING IN HIS EYES THAT I SHOULD RECOGNIZE BE SMART BE COOL BEWARE
EVEN THO I REALIZE IT’S PROBABLY UNWISE I JUST DON’T CARE
MY FEET ARE OFF THE GROUND MY POOR HEAD IS SPINNING AROUND
PLEASE JUST LET ME FANTASIZE HE’S NOT LIKE OTHER GUYS IT’S REAL LOVE I HAVE FOUND
LOOKS LIKE THE WRITING’S ON THE WALL NO USE IN FIGHTING, NONE AT ALL WHO COULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT I WOULD FALL SO HELPLESSLY ?
IF YOU’RE THINKING I AM DUMB TO FALL UNDER HIS THUMB DUMB MAYBE BUT I’M HAPPY
Lyrics ... 1st part jazz ballad. Sentimental & intimate song in late night mood. ...1st part jazz ballad. Sentimental & intimate song in late night mood. 2nd part @ 1'30 medium swing. Female singer, symphonic jazz orchestra, vibraphone, piano, brass & rhythm. Tempo change @ 1'33. Coda with lead alto sax @ 2'06.
No Dice (It’s Time to Leave)
Words and music John Greaves
Not prone to exaggerating
No more than my conscience allows
I tend more to understating
Rather than looking a fool
Don’t like giving the game away
I keep my cards close to my chest
Just in case it’s my lucky day
I don’t want to spoil my chances
Joking apart this poor old heart is
Worn out on my sleeve
It’s time to leave
I’m no percentage player
I’ll tear off every layer
And later I’ll be cleaned out
Washed up mangled,
Hanging on the line to dry.
1st part jazz ballad. Sentimental & intimate in late night mood. 2nd ...1st part jazz ballad. Sentimental & intimate in late night mood. 2nd part @ 1'30 medium swing. Flugelhorn, symphonic jazz orchestra, vibraphone, piano, brass & rhythm. Tempo change @ 1'33. Coda with lead alto sax @ 2'06.
Amame y olvídame,Que nuestro amorEsta aprisionado en el almaSin decirnos nadaCon la miradaPorque no puede ser Amame y déjame No digas masLo nuestro es el silencio Y en su suspiroLo mas queridoPorque no puede ser No hay nada en el mundoQue nos deje confesarDecirnos la verdadHablar de amorNo hay nada en el mundoMas que nuestro pensamientoOcultando en el aliento la verdadAl hablar, al llorar, Amame y aléjateNo me digas masQue todo está prohibidoSera nuestro tibio sueño escondido Aunque no pueda ser
Traduction (Français):
Aime-moi et oublie-moiCar notre amourEst emprisonné dans l'âmeSans dire motJuste un regardParce qu'il est impossible Aime-moi et laisse-moi N'en dis pas plusPour nous, c’est le silence Un soupir estCe qu'il y a de plus cherParce qu'il est impossible Il n'y a rien au mondeQui nous permette de nous confierDe nous dire la véritéParler d’amourIl n'y a rien au mondeQue notre penséeLa vérité masquée dans un souffle,Au moment de nous parler, de pleurer Aime-moi et éloigne-toiNe me dis plus encoreQue tout est interditCe sera notre doux rêve caché Bien qu’il soit impossible.
Translation (English) :
Love me and forget me,Because our loveIs imprisoned in our soulWithout saying a wordOnly with our looksBecause it's not meant to be Love me and leave me Dont say a wordOur thing is silence And in is sighThe most beloved thingBecause it's not meant to be There's nothing in the worldThat would let us confessTell each other the truthTalk about loveThere's nothing in the worldMore than our thoughtsHiding the truth in our breathWhen we talk, when we cry Love me and walk awayDon't say againThat everything is forbiddenIt'll be our warm hidden dream Even if it's not meant to be
Amame y olvídame,Que nuestro amorEsta aprisionado en el almaSin decirnos nadaCon la miradaPorque no puede ser Amame y déjame No digas masLo nuestro es el silencio Y en su suspiroLo mas queridoPorque no puede ser No hay nada en el mundoQue nos deje confesarDecirnos la verdadHablar de amorNo hay nada en el mundoMas que nuestro pensamientoOcultando en el aliento la verdadAl hablar, al llorar, Amame y aléjateNo me digas masQue todo está prohibidoSera nuestro tibio sueño escondido Aunque no pueda ser
Traduction (Français):
Aime-moi et oublie-moiCar notre amourEst emprisonné dans l'âmeSans dire motJuste un regardParce qu'il est impossible Aime-moi et laisse-moi N'en dis pas plusPour nous, c’est le silence Un soupir estCe qu'il y a de plus cherParce qu'il est impossible Il n'y a rien au mondeQui nous permette de nous confierDe nous dire la véritéParler d’amourIl n'y a rien au mondeQue notre penséeLa vérité masquée dans un souffle,Au moment de nous parler, de pleurer Aime-moi et éloigne-toiNe me dis plus encoreQue tout est interditCe sera notre doux rêve caché Bien qu’il soit impossible.
Translation (English) :
Love me and forget me,Because our loveIs imprisoned in our soulWithout saying a wordOnly with our looksBecause it's not meant to be Love me and leave me Dont say a wordOur thing is silence And in is sighThe most beloved thingBecause it's not meant to be There's nothing in the worldThat would let us confessTell each other the truthTalk about loveThere's nothing in the worldMore than our thoughtsHiding the truth in our breathWhen we talk, when we cry Love me and walk awayDon't say againThat everything is forbiddenIt'll be our warm hidden dream Even if it's not meant to be
Lyrics ... Jazzy bossa-nova in the spirit of the 60's and 70's. Sophisticated, ...Jazzy bossa-nova in the spirit of the 60's and 70's. Sophisticated, classy, charming & relaxed. Female vocals & jazz quartet. Piano lead @1'25. Ideal for hotel lounge.
Não é fácil ver ao tempo que là esta passando
Flutuando em nossas mentes, não quero ver ninguém
E se fosse por mim
Eu ficaria sozinho na minha árvore nunca saindo
Lembrar de você é como esquecer meu coração
Você não deixou o traço do nosso imenso amor
Saber quantas vezes eu poderia ter mudado
Você não quer ver ninguém tampouco ser encontrado
Solidão doi a alma e pode destruí-la
Coração aberto revela novos sentimentos
Bossa nova jazzy in the spirit of the 60's and 70's. Sophisticated, ...Bossa nova jazzy in the spirit of the 60's and 70's. Sophisticated, classy, charming & relaxed. Jazz quartet with delicate lead piano.
I see youcoming back every timeIn the middle in the nightThat’s when you want meI know youIt’s alright we’ll be fineWhen the lights hit the groundThat’s when you hold meClub’s turnt up a 4.40Coming in with nobodyI’ll be lover belovedi’ll be lover belovedlover belovedi’ll be lover belovedlover belovedOne step closer and I fallOne step closer and I fallI call youOh your name feels so rightJust saying it out loudOh so loudAnd I feel youBlowing clouds in my mindAll that smoking so divinethat’s how you get meClub’s turnt up a 4.40Coming in with nobodyI’ll be lover belovedi’ll be lover belovedlover belovedi’ll be lover belovedlover belovedOne step closer and I fallOne step closer and I fall
Lyrics ... Bossa Nova typical of Brazil in the early 60's. Tender, warm & ...Bossa Nova typical of Brazil in the early 60's. Tender, warm & charming with a touch of melancholy. Female singer, Brazilian guitar, shaker & flugelhorn @1'12.
Como não recordar de nós dois, quanta saudade
Tantas lembranças tão antigas tão presentes
Que não posso esquecer, como poderia
Nao tem jeito não
Mesmo se eu quisesse renegar, anos depois
Cada passo lado a lado
Cada laço assim atado
Eu não poderia deslembrar jamais
Tem jeito não
Tempo passou pra nós dois
Mas ficou um gosto bom
Tempos depois pra nós dois
Tempo bom que passou
Que passou que ficou
Typical Bossa Nova from the 60's. tender, warm & charming with a ...Typical Bossa Nova from the 60's. tender, warm & charming with a touch of melancholy. Lead fuglehorn, guitar & light Brazilian percussion.
Elixir d'amour - Una Furtiva ...Elixir d'amour - Una Furtiva Lagrima - L_Elisir d_Amore [MIL030 - 58]
1
4'56
Gaetano Donizetti
Lyrics ... Confident & sentimental. Tenor and symphony orchestra.
Una furtiva lagrima negli occhi suoi spuntò: Quelle festose giovani invidiar sembrò. Che più cercando io vò? Che più cercando io vò? M'ama! Sì, m'ama, lo vedo. Lo vedo. Un solo istante i palpiti del suo bel cor sentir! I miei sospir, confondere per poco a' suoi sospir! I palpiti, i palpiti sentir, confondere i miei coi suoi sospir... Cielo! Si può morir! Di più non chiedo, non chiedo. Ah, cielo! Si può, Si può morir Di più non chiedo, non chiedo. Si può morir, Si può morir d'amor.
Lyrics ... According to the 6 Romances for Voice and Piano Op. 6. Tragical & ...According to the 6 Romances for Voice and Piano Op. 6. Tragical & sentimental. Soprano and symphony orchestra.
None but the lonely heartCan know my sadnessAlone and partedFar from joy and gladnessHeaven's boundless arch I seeSpread out above meO(h) what a distance drear to oneWho loves meNone but the lonely heartCan know my sadnessAlone and parted farFrom joy and gladnessAlone and parted farFrom joy and gladnessMy senses failA burning fireDevours meNone but the lonely heartCan know my sadness
Alla Virtù della Sig. Maria Pignatelli - Unpublished italian baroque cantatas
Release date :
10/02/2021
Publisher(s) :
Public Domain
Gli amori d'Apollo e di ...Gli amori d'Apollo e di Dafne: O più d'ogni ricchezza [CLA3020 - 4]
0
7'36
Francesco Cavalli
Lyrics ... Sophisticated & carefree. Then introspective & sentimental @ 1'36. ...Sophisticated & carefree. Then introspective & sentimental @ 1'36. Aria. Small baroque music ensemble & female soprano.
O più d’ogni ricchezza
Prezioso Thesoro, Disoccupato core Dalle voglie d’amore.Gradita libertade, Volontà non offesa, Contento soprhumano Haver l’arbitrio sano.Anima, che non sente Sforzo, che tiranneggia, Veramente confessa D’esser cielo a se stessa.Mente limpida e pura Concede a’ suoi pensier liberi i voli, Core che non soccombe All’amorosa forza, Felicità respira in vece d’aure, E se palpita mai Lo fa per allegrezza e non per guai.Aprimi l’uscio d’oro, Condottiera del Dì, lucida Diva, Sempre mi troverai In libertà sicura Del velenoso Amor senza paura.Mormoranti Ruscelli, Ondosi specchi, e cristalline Fonti, Di lubrico Zaffir correnti vene Di liquefatti argenti Preziosi e dolcissimi canali, Non hò timor degli amorosi strali.Colle aprico, Bosc’ombroso, Verde prato, Siano delitie mie, siano diletti, Stiano indisparte gli amorosi affetti.Porgimi, Ninfa bella, L’armonica mia cetra, Ch’io vò cantar con jubilosi modi Dell’alma libertà le vere lodi.Libertade gradita, Balsamo della vita, Che ne preserva il core Dall’infection d’amore, L’alma mia ti ricchiede Ch’in lei tu voglia stabilir tua sede.Tu sei l’unico bene Che l’anima sostiene, Tu sei la sola pace Della vità fugace, Che dove tu non vivi I cori in servitù d’alma son privi.Stianti pure perdute E ricchezza, e salute, Che se ben ricco e sano Vive lo stat’humano, S’è cinto da catena Venen gli è l’oro, e la salut’e pena.
TRADUCTION : Ô Trésor plus précieux Que n’importe quelle richesse, Ô cœur libre Des passions d’amour.Liberté appréciée, Volonté non offensée, Joie surhumaine Que celle d’avoir son jugement inaltéré.Âme qui ne subit Aucune peine qui ne l’opprime, Sincèrement affirme Être maître de soi-même.L’imagination limpide et pure Laisse ses pensées voler librement, Cœur qui ne succombe pas À la force d’amour, Inhale le bonheur au lieu de l’air, Et s’il lui arrive de frémir C’est de délice et non pas d’ennui.Ouvre-moi la porte dorée, Conductrice du Jour, Déesse rayonnante, Tu me trouveras toujours Libre à toute épreuve Du venimeux Amour sans peur.Ruisseaux qui murmurent, Miroirs ondoyants et Sources cristallines, Véritables courants de léger Zéphyr Précieux et suaves canaux D’argent liquéfié, Je ne crains l’amour sous aucune forme.Relief ensoleillé, Forêt ombragée, Verte prairie, Soyez mes délices, soyez mes plaisirs, Restez éloignées souffrances d’amour.Apporte-moi, belle Nymphe, Ma cithare harmonieuse, J’irai chanter joyeusement Les célébrations de la liberté bienfaisante.Précieuse Liberté, Nectar de la vie, Toi qui protèges le cœur De l’infection d’amour, Mon âme t’implore De bâtir en elle sa demeure.Tu es l’unique bien Qui réconforte l’âme, Tu es la seule paix D’une vie fugace, Car là où tu ne résides pas Les cœurs esclaves sont dépourvus d’âme.Que richesse et santé Demeurent perdues à jamais, Car aussi riche et sain Que soit l’esprit humain, S’il est soumis et enchaîné L’or est du venin et sa santé une peine.