Anthem rock. Catchy, confident & determined. Guitar solo @ 0'43. Rock ...Anthem rock. Catchy, confident & determined. Guitar solo @ 0'43. Rock band with clap.
Anthem rock. Catchy, confident & driving. Guitar solo @ 0'43. Rock ...Anthem rock. Catchy, confident & driving. Guitar solo @ 0'43. Rock band with clap.
Hard rock/Blues rock boogie in the spirit of the 70s. Hammering, ...Hard rock/Blues rock boogie in the spirit of the 70s. Hammering, powerful & insistent. Hard rock band.
Hard rock / 70's heavy metal. Fast, positive, energetic & bluesy. ...Hard rock / 70's heavy metal. Fast, positive, energetic & bluesy. Lead guitar @ 1'02. For motor racing / american roads / stadium / sport.
Classic rock. Catchy guitar riff with claps. Rock band with guitar ...Classic rock. Catchy guitar riff with claps. Rock band with guitar solo @ 0'36. Suggested for road movie & team sports.
Lyrics ... Song sung in French. Neo retro / indie rock. Fiery, mysterious & ...Song sung in French. Neo retro / indie rock. Fiery, mysterious & panoramic. String section, distorted electric guitar, spoken male voice, folk guitar, electric bass & rhythm.
N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veutBaudelaire ou Rimbaud Ni poète maudit Apollinaire ou Poe Suffit pas d’être saoul Ni de paraître fou C’est pas une question de shoots Ni de sexe ni de look
N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut Baudelaire ou Rimbaud Ni poète maudit Apollinaire ou Poe Seulement savoir pourquoi Tout brûle autour de soi Pourquoi ces châteaux de sable Qu’engloutissent les vagues N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut Baudelaire ou Rimbaud Ni poète maudit Apollinaire ou Poe Seulement savoir pourquoi Faire et puis tout défaire Et mettre tout à l’envers Avec la même foi
N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut Baudelaire ou Rimbaud Ni poète maudit Apollinaire ou Poe Seulement savoir pourquoi Là-haut sur son étoile Soufflent les vents du désert Qui brûlent la peau et l’âme
English translation :
THERE'S ONLY GAINSBOURG
There ‘s only Gainsbourg
Baudelaire or Rimbaud Neither the “poète maudit” Apollinaire or Poe It’s not enough to be drunk No appear to be crazy It's not a question of shooting up No of sex no of appearances
There ‘s only Gainsbourg
Baudelaire or Rimbaud Neither the “poète maudit” Apollinaire or Poe Just knowing why Everything burns around you Why these sand castles swallowed up by the waves There ‘s only Gainsbourg
Baudelaire or Rimbaud Neither the “poète maudit” Apollinaire or Poe Just knowing why Make and un-make And putting everything the other way round With the same conviction
There ‘s only Gainsbourg
Baudelaire or Rimbaud Neither the “poète maudit” Apollinaire or Poe Just knowing why Up there on his star the desert winds blow burning skin and soul