Letras ... Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Exhilarating & sentimental. Female ...Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Exhilarating & sentimental. Female singer, piano, strings & guitar.
ParisT'as l'palpitant à Notre-DameMais l'Amour c'est rue d'AmsterdamQu'on l'achète, pour des picaillons,Mêm' à c'prix là parfois c'est bon ParisT'as la tête au creux des nuagesLa Tour Eiffel et trois étagesQui scintillent quand arriv' le soirDès fois qu'tu vois tout trop en noir ParisT'as les pieds au bord de la SeineOù s'noie l’chagrin quand t’as d’la peineSous des vagues de mélancolieAu son des orgu' de Barbarie ParisT’as les esgourd' qu’ont des bouchonsA caus' de la circulationT’as plus vingt berges et dans ta voixQuand tu gamberges ça n’est plus toi
ParisT'as les poumons dans l' Bois d'VincennesDans l’Bois d'Boulogne des phénomènesQui respirent un parfum d’amour Qui ne durera pas toujours
ParisDans tes veines y a l'métro qui ramePour écouler tous les quidamsQui s'serrent les coudes au p'tit matinPour s'faufiler jusqu'au turbin ParisT’as les tripes au Quartier LatinQuand vient l’mois d’Mai et dans la mainTu tiens l'fusil ou bien l' canonA l'heur' de la Révolution ParisY a tes peintres qui t'font des couleursDes piqu'assiettes qui n'ont pas peurD'impressionner dans les salonsTime is Monet ou Valadon ParisT'as tant d'amour dans tes chansonsQu'parfois on en perd la raisonQu'on se les siffle à tout bout d'champEt parfois mêm' aux enterr'ments
English translation :
PARIS ParisYour heart is in Notre DameBut love, it’s in rue d’AmsterdamWhere you buy it for peanuts ParisYour head is nestled in the cloudsThe Eiffel Tower and its three storiesWhich sparkle as night fallsIf ever you looking on the dark side ParisYour feet on the bank of the SeineWhere sadness drowns when you’re in painUnder waves of melancholyTo the sound of the barrel organ Paris,Your ears are blockedBecause of the trafficYou’re no longer twenty and in your voiceI you think about itIt’s no longer you ParisYour lungs are in the Bois de VincennesAnd in the Bois de Boulogne these creaturesWho breeze a perfume of loveWhich will not last forever ParisIn your veins there’s the metro striving To circulate your populationCrushed together in the early morningOn their way to work ParisYour guts are in the Latin QuarterWhen the month of May comes aroundPistol in your hand or even the canonAt the hour of the Revolution ParisPainters fill you with coloursScroungers
unafraidTo make an impression in the salonsTime is Monet or Valadon ParisSo much love in your songsSometimes loosing our heads in themWhistling them at every turnAnd sometimes even at funerals
Letras ... Canadian indie folk band. Harmonica intro with acoustic guitar. Soft ...Canadian indie folk band. Harmonica intro with acoustic guitar. Soft male voice @ 0'30. Tender, affectionate & inspiring. Banjo @ 1'01 for bucolic scene. Duo with female voice @ 1'11. Perfect for rural environment, firecamp, countryside & leisure.
I’m a bird stuck in a stormy night
Trying to make it to a tree
And I found you on my way
Let’s fly real high ‘till the morning comes
You don’t need to be scared at all No flood can drown a flying bird
Say you will Say you will Say you will Follow me
And we’ll learn to read the winds better Always best to have them on your side And we’ll rest when we want to
On a floating branch somewhere
You don’t need to be scared at all Life is good to those who
Dare to try
High, high High, high
Canadian indie folk band. Filtered smooth piano evolving with drums, ...Canadian indie folk band. Filtered smooth piano evolving with drums, electric guitar & cello. Delicate instrumental song perfect for documentary, countryside & leisure.
Letras ... Indie pop ballad. Sensual, groovy, bright & exalted. Guitars, synth, ...Indie pop ballad. Sensual, groovy, bright & exalted. Guitars, synth, rhythm & female vocals. Recommended for advertising.
Drinking in an empty glass Sure I won’t get drunk that fast Will the next one be the last ? I’ll pay my dues I know I’ve often been so bad I know I made you feeling sad But Now I wanna make you glad And pay my dues Will the needle start the show Will the needle let me know You remind me tears and cries I’ll punish myself , I’ll be nice I know I can’t replay the past But pay my dues You’ve always been by my side Even when my mind gets wild You’re roaming round and round inside I pay my dues
Letras ... Indie folk ballad in a "do it yourself" spirit. Tender & relax. ...Indie folk ballad in a "do it yourself" spirit. Tender & relax. Singer, folk guitar, xylophone & claps. Suggested for indie films, light drama, road trip & portrait.
I can’t deny it, I guess I fell in love,
9 years old still I got feelings
her curly hair her spontaneous laugh My heart beats as when run too fast
Lets play cat and mouse what else to do
kissing girl is disgusting
I could try that once
just to make sure though
But for now I’m the mousse so I’d better run, run, run
I’m stuck in corner well I guess that was my plan feeling like prey ain’t that bad
She jumped at me, damn I’ve been touched
We did not kiss lets keep it for later
Now I’am the cat
she runs away
But I won’t let her go to far away
My heart beats as when I run too fast Even though I do
Instrumental version. Indie folk ballad in a "do it yourself" spirit. ...Instrumental version. Indie folk ballad in a "do it yourself" spirit. Tender & relax. Folk guitar, xylophone & claps. Suggested for indie films, light drama, road trip & portrait.
Letras ... Ballad in a folktronica spirit. Intimate, moving & inspired. Female ...Ballad in a folktronica spirit. Intimate, moving & inspired. Female singer, piano, treated vocals & electric guitar @ 1'21. Reverse & analogic tape recorder fx. Suggested for indie films.
YOU CARRY THE VISION
Look at what we’ve achieved by nowPlace looks bigger with a field as a yardYou could put a hole in the groundFor sage and daffodils
Find your highConfirmation’s slowConstellation’s low
Feeling all but can’t be rainAnd I’ll never feel the same All my children can’t do love and SacrificeOh the tides are high for you and me
You carried the vision You carry the visionYou carry the visionYou carry the vision Look at what we’ve achieved by nowThe place looks bigger with a field as a yard Oh the sky’s clear enough to use
Instrumental version. Ballad in a folktronica spirit. Intimate, ...Instrumental version. Ballad in a folktronica spirit. Intimate, moving & inspired. Piano & electric guitar @ 1'21. Reverse & analogic tape recorder fx. Suggested for indie films.
Letras ... Nu-folk ballad. Inspiring, warm & emotive. Male & female singer @ ...Nu-folk ballad. Inspiring, warm & emotive. Male & female singer @ 1'21, acoustic guitar & electronic layers. Suggested for bucolic landscape, indie films & travel.
IT IS YOU
Sleep overClosest to dawnThe lines are drawn The acts of youth And only by the gods we’ll make it through
Sleeper don’t goYour dress is only creased in two Will you come and lie with me My face is turnedEnding as an apogee I’ll never learn
It is you It is youIt is you
Come by I don’t want to sleep Without you all over my dreams Cedars green glowThe smell upon the bed sheet knewWill you come and lie with me The chase is done Perfect physiognomyI’ll never learn
Wonderful, magical, bright, rippling & childlike with a touch of ...Wonderful, magical, bright, rippling & childlike with a touch of mystery. String orchestra, piano, chimes & celesta. Suggested for fairy-tales & dreamy story-telling.
Letras ... Soulful, nostalgic & introspective Latin folk pop sung in Spanish. ...Soulful, nostalgic & introspective Latin folk pop sung in Spanish. Female voice, folk guitar, snare brush, male backup voices.
ES:
Ya no quiero jugar a estar más a medias Cuando dices que me quieres mientras te alejas. Ya no sirvo pa darle paz a esta guerra No me pidas calor si enfriaste nuestra cena.
Quiero más que migajas y un tal vez.
Puede que al amanecer cambies miedo por amor pero ya no verás mi risa con tu sol. Puede que al atardecer me haga falta tu calor pero ya no tendré esta duda y el corazón tendrá su cura.
Uuuh
No me quieres hablar pero pides que te entienda Solo me queda por decirte que el tiempo va pasando y en mi cuerpo ya no hay rastro de tus besos ni tu lengua.
Quiero más que migajas y un tal vez.
Puede que al amanecer cambies miedo por amor pero ya no verás mi risa con tu sol. Puede que al atardecer te haga falta mi calor pero ya no tendré esta duda y el corazón…
Puede que al atardecer cambies miedo por amor pero ya no verás mi risa con tu sol. Puede que al amanecer me haga falta tu calor pero ya no tendrás más dudas no soy tu cura.
EN:
I don't want to play halfway anymore when you say you love me while you walk away. I'm no longer fit to give peace to this war. Don't ask me for warmth if you've cooled down our dinner.
I want more than crumbs and a maybe.
Maybe at dawn You may exchange fear for love But you won't see my laughter with your sun. Maybe at sunset I'll miss your warmth but I will no longer have this doubt and the heart will have its cure.
Uuuh
You don't want to talk to me but you ask me to understand you. It only remains for me to tell you that time goes by and in my body there is no trace of your kisses or your tongue.
I want more than crumbs and a maybe.
Maybe at dawn you may exchange fear for love but you will no longer see my laughter with your sun. Maybe at sunset you'll miss my warmth but I will no longer have this doubt and the heart...
Maybe at sunset You may exchange fear for love but you will no longer see my laughter with your sun. Maybe at dawn I'll miss your warmth but you won't have any more doubts I am not your cure.
Neoclassical. XIXe century. In a French mood. Refined, delicate & ...Neoclassical. XIXe century. In a French mood. Refined, delicate & suspended. Piano & cello duet.
Letras ... Song sung in French. Waltz. Paris 50's. romantic & tender. Female ...Song sung in French. Waltz. Paris 50's. romantic & tender. Female singer, accordion, flute, string ensemble & trumpet.
Mon paradis c'est Paris,Même quand il est gris,Des bords de Marne à la rue de Rivoli,Il y flott' un air de fête,Mon paradis c'est Paris. Un parfum de bohême anime les faubourgs,On s'encanaille on s'aime, et jusqu'au petit jour,Belles Gueules et garçonnes, poètes et dandysOn ne refuse personne, pourvu qu'on aime la vie !
English translation :
MON PARADIS My paradise is ParisEven on grey daysFrom the banks of the Marne to the rue de RivoliA festive tune floats on the airMy paradise is Paris A scent of bohemia perfumes suburbsWe take chances, we make love till the first lights of dawnHandsome chaps and flappers, poets and dandiesAll welcome, so long as they are lovers of life
Letras ... Pop song / Motown / romantic comedy. Sentimental, relax & feminine. ...Pop song / Motown / romantic comedy. Sentimental, relax & feminine. Female singer, electric keyboard, bass, electric guitar, glockenspiel & rhythm. String section @ 1'31.
If you wanna know, how hard it wasSince you’ve been gone, all night long If you really wanna know, how time can be long And how freezing cold, your mind can beThen just, listen to those words I say And pray for your heart to melt awayIt’s the broken heart lullaby For you to realize it cries How many wonders you can put in just one heart This one is broken from the start