Letras ... Traditional blues. Male vocal, acoustic 6 & 12 string guitar.
No more begging please gone this time for real shatter like a mirror hit by stone Never more to be the one to fill your needs now someone else WILL have to do those chores No matter how hard i tried to keep it right nothing last forevermore
All my ways and means couldn’t make it real I’m burnt out can’t do any more Hope in time to heal the wound i feel grace me the straight to carry on Left shatter beaten broke hearted bleeding not the same man i was before
Well It’ll be alrigth the sun will still shine with or without the love that’s lost Seems no matter what you try to equalize just keep on storming even more To always remember now and forever can’t replace what was before
Traduction :
Plus de solicitations, c’est fini pour de bon Comme un mirroir frappé par une pierre Je ne veux plus être celui qui répond à tes demandes Peu importent les efforts que j’ai fait pour tenir Rien n’est éternel
Toutes mes tentatives n’y pourraient rien Je suis au bout, je n’en peux plus J’espère que le temps appaisera ma peine Puisse le Ciel me donner la force d’avancer Mon cœur brisé saigne Je ne suis plus le même qu’avant
Blues in minor in the spirit of the 20's & 30's. Melancholic. Guitar ...Blues in minor in the spirit of the 20's & 30's. Melancholic. Guitar & slide Dobro.
Rhythm & Blues in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Positive up tempo. ...Rhythm & Blues in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Positive up tempo. Harmonica, electric guitar, brass & rhythm.
Mi come wid Garlic to drop some lyrics an fi play some tricks we optimistic got big lickin stick call us atomic bionic ironic electric mi teach Lord Comic!
So me di group and mi troop gonna try to move your feet to dis old swingin' beat! mi got home afta de party tuesdee nite 1.30 mi found di doctor like a dog inna heat and mi darlin' talkin' sweet: "flip mi ova and bone mi doctor, push wood inna di fiya!"
Doctor! where's you manners? you no mo' mi fella so mi ran to mi gun an' shoot dem dung inna di cella!!
darlin' darlin never mi wid you roses are red and violets are blue darlin darlin mi no bagaboo darlin mi nah clean your shoe darlin darlin don't play dis song cya mi come first and you second 38 or 45 whatever di size and bye bye bye!
a likkle afta comin' from afar a rumble in di yard growin loud and loud mi run a di door mi open di door good gracious a yellow ting like a flyin' scooter mi decide fi meself to hopon and tell di driver "quick bredda quick black maria afta I!" but you know him turn to mi whatchaman di one and only Garlic Hooper! you know di trumpeter!!
funny lyrics and music is all I bring inna mi tree piece suit and ting! rememba me once inna di klubah made you sing and swing wid mi old darlin' ting! all ah got fi dat: 3 long years inna custody inna jail called "mercury" me keepa was a portugee him treated mi like a santapee and him lied like a pharisee but ah ain't got no fear di allmighty guide I down there I man smarter Skalipsoul is di highway robba I back on earth wid 15000 dollas!
Letras ... Calypso song. Carefree & joyful. Marimba & rhythm. Solo organ @ 1'33. ...Calypso song. Carefree & joyful. Marimba & rhythm. Solo organ @ 1'33. (Jamaica)
I lef mi mooma and A lef mi papa inna Sokodé I lef mi bredda and a lef mi sista fi di land of plenty I ran to di river di Kara river and A wash mi body deh I asked sweet Dora from Bassila "Gimme Illa glacé"
I'm from far lalalalala ah selema tumbé mama selema selema selema selema selema tumbe I am from far meyi afemé!
Ah miss mi fufu mi bredda Fofo and mi can o' Milo Samsamé Mango Bafilo Aneho di pickney sey "yovo!" ah miss Fafavi, princess Mawussi, Karin o memba me... nights in Togoville and days pon de hill, evryting cook and curry!
ah lef mi mooma and ah miss mi papa, mi hometown Sokodé ah lef mi bredda dear ol' sista oh carry mi deh run tell di river di Kara river I know mi go die deh mi cowry shell choker, I man joker, bro Yema pray for me
Letras ... Cha cha lokafùn from the Matanza area. Determined & carefree. Male ...Cha cha lokafùn from the Matanza area. Determined & carefree. Male vocal, tiple, bass & percussion.
Yo no tengo ni una cabra no tengo buey y me vine caminando de Camagüey caminé todo el sendero sin descansar y solo me queda el cuero pa' trabajar
Cuando consiga un trabajo lo juro yo iré a comprar una joya de la mejor pa' llevarle al amor mio a la niña que me tenia de amorio alla en Camagüey
Que yo no tengo, nada tengo No tengo, nada tengo Que yo no tengo, no tengoNo no tengo, no tengo Que yo no tengo, no tengo
Ay lala lala lalala..
J’en ai rien (P Canzani)
Je ne même pas de chèvre j’ai pas de bœuf Et je suis venu en marchant depuis Camagüey J’ai marché tout le sentier sans aucun repos Il ne me reste que la peau pour travailler
Quand je trouverai un travail je te le jure J’irais acheter un bijou le plus beau Pour l’offrir a mon amour la fille que Me faisais tourner la tête la bas à Camagüey
Que je n’ai rien rien de rien Que je n’ai rien je n’ai rien Que je n’ai rien de rien Non je n’ai rien je n’ai rien Que je n’ai rien de rien
