Parole ... Indie folk ballad. Intimate, thoughtful & emotional. Male singer, ...Indie folk ballad. Intimate, thoughtful & emotional. Male singer, constant piano arpeggio & folk guitar. Suggested for nature drama, documentary & indie films.
You’ll Turn Blizzard Into ZephyrAuteur/compositeur : Thomas Rozès
The icy head wind of truth rises.A mantle of snow will soon cover my innocence. Sweetie, your heart is so warm,You’ll turn blizzard into zephyr. Then will come out the rainbows,Sunflowers shall bloom on your land
Parole ... Pop song / contemporary soul. Driving, catchy & groovy. Male singer, ...Pop song / contemporary soul. Driving, catchy & groovy. Male singer, synth & rhythm.
Let's try to sayThat you're lovingThat you're risingIt's not so badThat's what you sayYou're insaneCause you're lovingAnd now it's heavenIt's what you sayCause here's the painCause here's the mainIt sounds scaryYou wanna go backI need to goJust take it backBefore the storm That's what you sayThat you're lovingThat you're fadingIt's not so badHere's what you sayYou're insaneCause you're lovingThere's no more heavenLet's try to you sayCause here's the mainCause here's the jailIt's so scaryYou fall on your backToo late to goYou look at your backI feel the storm But if you playYou have to know Which is the end you really want to go
Parole ... Song sung in French. 30's. Jazzy, mischievous & loving. Male & female ...Song sung in French. 30's. Jazzy, mischievous & loving. Male & female singer duet, piano, bassoon & rhythm.
Un reflet de vous dans la vitrineEt mon cœur soudain se ranimeComme au ciné ou dans les magazinesUn reflet de vousVos yeux qui m’entraînentVotre charme de ParisienneVotre silhouette sur la mienneUn reflet de vous,Votre taille fineDéjà je vous imagine...Au volant de votre DauphineEntre Paris et Morzine
Un reflet de vous dans la vitrineEt mon cœur soudain s’illumineDu bout des yeux je vous devineUn sourire de vous,Vos fines moustachesQui se reflètent dans la glaceEt ce bonheur qui me dépasseUn veston croisé,Le regard en coinVotre charme parisienUn reflet de vous, je vous vois sur l’heureFringant sur votre scooter
Un reflet de nousDedans la vitrineLe destin qui se dessineAu volant d’une limousineNous partirons pour la Chine(Adieu, partons pour la Chine)
English translation : UN REFLET DE VOUS
Your réflection in the windowAnd my heart leaps upLike in the movies or in the magazinesYour reflectionYour eyes enchant meYour Parisian charmYour silhouette on mineYour reflectionYour slim waistAlready I imagine you…At the wheel of your DauphineBetween Paris and Morzine Your reflection in the windowAnd my heart suddenly brightensWith a glimpse I make you outYour smileYour fine moustacheReflected in the mirrorAnd the happiness I can but imagineA double-breasted jacketA sidelong glanceYour Parisian charmYour reflection, I see you straight awayA dashing image on your scooter
Your reflectionIn the windowDestiny is drawnAt the wheel of a limousineWe’re off to the China
Parole ... Song sung in French. 30's & 40's. Funny & bouncy. Male singer, piano, ...Song sung in French. 30's & 40's. Funny & bouncy. Male singer, piano, fllute & rhythm.
Les jambes des femmesSont des ciseauxElles tranchent la vieEn petits morceauxComme des becs d’oiseaux enivrésVolant au-dessus de la mer Moi j’aime avoir les pieds sur terreRacines au sol et tête en l’airPour contempler le ciel d’azurEt le spectacle de ces fruits murs Les mains des femmesDes papillonsElles parlent et jouentCaressent aussiElles sont des griffes de lionnes sauvagesTiennent la vie Et les hommes aussi Ma chère MadeleineN’est pas comme çaDe ces dix doigts M’étreint le cœurSes belles gambettesSont toujours prêtes Pour une ballade A bicyclette
English translation : Les Jambes des Femmes Ladies’s legs Are scissorsThey cut life upInto little piecesLike beaks of drunken birdsFlying over the sea
Myself, I like having my feet on the groundRooted to the soil and my head in the cloudsTo contemplate the azur skyAnd the spectacle of ripened fruits Ladies’ handsAre butterfliesThey talk and playAnd caress They are the claws of wild lionessesGripping lifeAnd, at the same time, men My dear MadeleineIs that not howThese ten fingersTighten my heartHer beautiful legsAre always
Parole ... Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. ...Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Singer & accordion.
Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre,
Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle,
À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle,
Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait pas connu son père, Elle avait plus de mère, Et depuis 1900,A’ demeurait chez sa vieille aïeule Où qu'à s'élevait comme ça, toute seule, Rue Saint-Vincent. À travaillait déjà pour vivre Et les soirs de givre, Dans le froid noir et glaçant, Son petit fichu sur les épaules, À rentrait par la rue des Saules, Rue Saint-Vincent.
Elle voyait dans les nuit gelées, La nappe étoilée, Et la lune en croissant Qui brillait, blanche et fatidique Sur la petite croix de la basilique, Rue Saint-Vincent. L'été, par les chauds crépuscules, A rencontré Jules, Qu'était si caressant, Qu'à restait la soirée entière, Avec lui près du vieux cimetière, Rue Saint-Vincent. Et je petit Jules était de la tierce Qui soutient la gerce, Aussi l'adolescent, Voyant qu'elle marchait pantre, D'un coup de surin lui troua le ventre, Rue Saint-Vincent. Quand ils l'ont couché sur la planche, Elle était toute blanche, Même qu'en l'ensevelissant, Les croque-morts disaient que la pauvre gosse Était crevé le soir de sa noce, Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre, Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle, À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle, Rue Saint-Vincent.
English translation : RUE SAINT VINCENT She had not known her fatherHer mother was goneAnd since 1900She lived in her old grandma’ s houseWhere she took care of herself She was already working for livingAnd on frosty evenings In the black freezing coldHer little shawl aroun her shouldersShe came home by the rue des SaulesRue Saint-Vincent. In these frozen nightsShe saw the curtain of the starsAnd the crescent moonShining white and fatefulOn the little croce of the basilicaRue Saint-Vincent. By the warm summer twilightShe would meet Jules,Who was so tenderShe would stay all evening longWith him near the old cemeteryRue Saint-Vincent. And the young Jules was a good-for-nothingPimping the girlsWhen this kidSaw she was not playing the gameHe stabbed her in the stomachRue Saint-Vincent. When they laid her outShe was all white.The undertakers burying herSaid that the poor childCroaked on her wedding day
Beneath her marten hatOn the Butte Montmartre,She had an innocent little air.She was called Rose, she was beautifulWith a scent like a young flowerRue Saint-Vincent.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Solo accordion.
Parole ... Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. ...Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. Male singer & accordion.
Quand au bout d'huit jours, le r'pos terminé, On va r'prendre les tranchées, Notre place est si utile Que sans nous on prend la pile. Mais c'est bien fini, on en a assez, Personn' ne veut plus marcher, Et le cœur bien gros, comm' dans un sanglot On dit adieu aux civ'lots. Même sans tambour, même sans trompette, On s'en va là-haut en baissant la tête. Adieu la vie, adieu l'amour, Adieu toutes les femmes. C'est bien fini, c'est pour toujours, De cette guerre infâme. C'est à Craonne, sur le plateau, Qu'on doit laisser sa peau Car nous sommes tous condamnés Nous sommes les sacrifiés !Huit jours de tranchées, huit jours de souffrance, Pourtant on a l'espérance Que ce soir viendra la r'lève Que nous attendons sans trêve. Soudain, dans la nuit et dans le silence, On voit quelqu'un qui s'avance, C'est un officier de chasseurs à pied, Qui vient pour nous remplacer. Doucement dans l'ombre, sous la pluie qui tombe Les petits chasseurs vont chercher leurs tombes.
English translation : Craonne Song When at the end of a week's leaveWe go back to the trenches, Our place there is so usefulThat without us we'd get a thrashing.But now it’s finished we've had enoughNobody wants to march anymore.And with hearts downcast with sobs,We're saying good-bye to the civilians, Even without drum or trumpetWe're heading up there with lowered heads. Good-bye to life, good-bye to love, Good-bye to all you women, It's finished, and foreverwe've had it for good with this awful war.It's in Craonne up on the plateau That we're leaving our skins,'Cause we've all been sentenced to die. We're the ones that they're sacrificing A week in the trenches, a week of suffering, And yet we still have hopeThat tonight the relief will come That we keep waiting for.Suddenly in the silent night We hear someone approachIt's an infantry officer Who's coming to take over from us. Quietly in the shadows as the rain fallsThe poor soldiers go in search of their graves Those who’ve got the dough, they will come back'Cause it's for them that we're dying. Now it’s finished, 'cause all us poor soldiers Are going to go on strike. It'll be your turn, fat cats, To go up onto the plateau. And if you want war, Then pay for it with your own skins. On the grand boulevards it's hard to watch All the fat cats whooping it up For them life is good But for us it's not the same Instead of hiding, all these shirkers Would do better by going up to the trenches To defend what they have, because we have nothing All of us poor wretches All our comrades are buried there Defending the wealth of these gentlemen here
Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.
Parole ... Electro pop. Solar, catchy & lively. Electric guitar, synth, male ...Electro pop. Solar, catchy & lively. Electric guitar, synth, male singer & rhythm.
As i dreamed to stop the fog I was standing in the dark Looking back at you But i couldn't see through the fog Sun was in my face And i was in the stars Looking down at you But you were way too far Far away Hey Alright Can get some Thats right All night baby i got everything weighing on me Don't you ever say I don't believe in anything You'll see Its alright to leave we got anything holding on meWe can always disappear All i could be is anything Well see Far away Step through the night Know that I've got you... These in the skies, dreams really come true... Step through the night Know that I've got you... Its better to know to fall in free Its better to know to fall in free
New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Danceable, rhythmic, positive & ...New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Danceable, rhythmic, positive & determined. Singer, lyrics, drum machine, bass & keyboard. Suggested for fashion, dance, sport & teen culture in a 90s mood.
Parole ... Orchestral trailer Hip Hop. Potent, striking, self-assured & ...Orchestral trailer Hip Hop. Potent, striking, self-assured & vigorous. Hip hop beats with string section, cinematic orchestral patterns & brass ensemble.
“Bring The Force”[Verse]It’s time to lock and loadIn fighter modeThis is where legends are made stories toldThis is where the weak come to parishCause they foldIf you want to live forever gotta be boldWarriors mentality you gotta be coldYou gotta be a savage if you want to take controlYou gotta strike fear down to the soulThis is where we win it all and take our holdMen it’s time to go [Bridge]This is where the legends are toldThis is for the fighters and the boldMen it’s time to goThis is where the legends are toldThis is for the fighters and the boldMen it’s time to goThis is where the legends are toldThis is for the fighters and the boldMen it’s time to goThis is where the legends are toldThis is for the fighters and the boldMen it’s time to go [Pre Chorus]Against all oddsThere is not a challenge I'll dodgeIt’s time to bring a forceAgainst all oddsThere is not a challenge I'll dodgeIt’s time to bring a forceAgainst all oddsThere is not a challenge I'll dodgeIt’s time to bring a forceAgainst all oddsThere is not a challenge I'll dodge [Chorus]It’s time to bring the forceI’m the new comer time to pass me the torchAnd set a new courseIt’s time to bring the forceI’m the new comer time to pass me the torchAnd set a new courseIt’s time to bring the forceI’m the new comer time to pass me the torchAnd set a new courseIt’s time to bring the forceI’m the new comer time to pass me the torchAnd set a new courseIt’s time to bring the forceIt’s time to bring the forceIt’s time to bring the force
Parole ... Cinematic epic rock trailer. Determined & motivating vocal choir ...Cinematic epic rock trailer. Determined & motivating vocal choir intro. Rock drum & female singer with energetic guitar & trailer FX. Heavy, percussive & bold. Suggested for stadium sports & action movie.
You can take my arms, you can cut the veins You can build upon my sweat and pain You can try to break this wooden frame But what you can’t have is a crown to reign
Somewhere deep inside of me, I know I’m not alone I can see the enemy, staring through the back of me If you think that I’ll be easy, go ahead and test that lie Tease that charge for battle, I can only hope you try
Parole ... Baggy, Mancunian, brit pop, acid house & 90s. Propulsive intro. ...Baggy, Mancunian, brit pop, acid house & 90s. Propulsive intro. Baggy, proud, glorious & danceable. Rhythm, bass, house keyboards, TB303, male vocals, percussion. Break @1'29 with filtered backing vocals.
Past the time when we're gettin' round No rest til we are the best Drops of cola and baking soda Only smart boys call that a diet
What idiots do is Living for the day What smart ones do is Living for today What idiots do is Living for the day What smart ones do is Living for today Past the time when we're gettin' round No rest til we are the best Drops of cola and baking soda Only smart boys call that a diet
What idiots do is Living for the day What smart ones do is Living for today What idiots do is Living for the day What smart ones do is Living for today
Oh I wasLiving for todayOh I wasLiving for todayOh I wasLiving for todayOh I wasLiving for todayOh I wasLiving for today Living for todayLiving for todayLiving for todayLiving for todayLiving for todayLiving for todayLiving for today
Parole ... French rap, hip-hop. Jazzy, reflexive & nocturne. Male rapper, piano ...French rap, hip-hop. Jazzy, reflexive & nocturne. Male rapper, piano & rhythm. Ideal for city stories, destiny & street culture. Lyrics about destiny.
FR Parti de rien, reviendra avec tout.Parti de rien, reviendra avec tout. Aujourd'hui, j'suis en haut, demain, peut-être en bas.À chaque jour peine suffit, un jour de vie y suffira.Pour redonner espoir, un phare dans le noir.Un jour meilleur viendra, si seulement tu crois en toi. On se bat encore, aller, changeons de décor.J'ai besoin de soleil, dehors il pleut des cordes.Intempéries et orages, peu importe les oracles.Malgré leurs vieux discours, notre histoire s'écrira. Parti de rien, reviendra avec tout.Parti de rien, reviendra avec toi. Le coucher de soleil m'apaise, il se lève et repart en guerre.Se battre pour ses rêves, ne plus connaître de trêve.Coucher de soleil m'apaise, il se lève repart en guerre.Se battre pour ses rêves, devenir la relève, soulève le glaive,Pour atteindre le soleil.Devenir la relève, soulève le glaive, pour atteindre le soleil. Poursuivre ses idéaux, recherche du bonheur.C'est suer sang et eau, pour qu'un jour vienne sonner notre heure.Arrêter le mode erreur en boucle, projet aller au bout.Réussir coûte que coûte, malgré les débâcles et les déroutes. Les sens à l'écoute, en mode éveil,Danser sur la route de mes rêves.Je ne suis plus le même qu'hier.Soulève barrières avant de connaître le repos éternel. Parti de rien, reviendra avec tout.Parti de rien, reviendra avec toi. Le coucher de soleil m'apaise, il se lève et repart en guerre.Se battre pour ses rêves, ne plus connaître de trêve.Le coucher de soleil m'apaise, il se lève et repart en guerre.Se battre pour ses rêves, devenir la relève, soulève le glaive,Pour atteindre le soleil.Devenir la relève, soulève le glaive, pour atteindre le soleil.
EN Started from nothing, will come back with everything.Started from nothing, will come back with everything. Today, I'm up high, tomorrow, maybe down low.Each day has its own troubles, one day of life will be enough.To give hope again, a lighthouse in the dark.A better day will come if only you believe in yourself. We're still fighting, come on, let's change the scene.I need some sunshine, outside, it's pouring.Storms and tempests, no matter what the oracles say.Despite their old speeches, our story will be written. Started from nothing, will come back with everything.Started from nothing, will come back with you. The sunset soothes me, it rises and goes to war again.Fighting for our dreams, no longer knowing respite.The sunset soothes me, it rises and goes to war again.Fighting for our dreams, becoming the next in line, lifting the sword,To reach the sun.Becoming the next in line, lifting the sword, to reach the sun. Pursuing our ideals, searching for happiness.It's sweating blood and water so that one day our time will come.Stopping the repetitive error mode, the project goes all the way.Succeeding at any cost, despite setbacks and detours. Senses awake, in an alert mode,Dancing on the road of my dreams.I'm not the same as yesterday.Lift the barriers before knowing eternal rest. Started from nothing, will come back with everything.Started from nothing, will come back with you. The sunset soothes me, it rises and goes to war again.Fighting for our dreams, no longer knowing respite.The sunset soothes me, it rises and goes to war again.Fighting for our dreams, becoming the next in line, lifting the sword,To reach the sun.Becoming the next in line, lifting the sword, to reach the sun.
Parole ... Swagger, lively & catchy dancehall track sung in Spanglish. Don't ...Swagger, lively & catchy dancehall track sung in Spanglish. Don't stop moving your body. Male singer, synth, Latin & electronic percussion. Female rap @ 1'06 & @ 2'04.
ES/EN:
Welcome to the party mami
Música pa' que goce toda mi gente
Don't stop, no te pares de mover, no te pare’ no
Welcome to the party mami
Música pa' que baile toda mi gente
Don't stop, no te pares de mover, no te pare’ no
Caliente, caliente
Música pa' que goce toda mi gente
Caliente, caliente
Don't stop, no te pares de mover, no te pare’ no
Caliente, caliente
Música pa' que baile toda mi gente
Caliente, caliente
Don't stop, no te pares de mover, no te pare’ no
Brinca para acá y presta atención gial
Pa' lo que traigo no hay competición
Vamos a hacer una película de acción girl
Ya tu vas a ver lo que traje pa' ti
Mira como te mueves al ritmo de la pista
Que bien te ves, que bien te ves
Mira como te mueves al ritmo de la pista
Que bien te ves, tu caliente como fuego ma’
Yeah, pa' mi ta easy
No importa si estamos en crisis
Caliente como fuego, mira el humo en mis piercings
Siente la buena vibra que te estoy enviando
Ja!
Tu sigue bailando
Hey g
Ardiente como Be-yon-ce
Un producto de calidad con el delivery free
Don't stop no te pares
Sigue moviéndote así
Que la respuesta pa’ todo lo que tu pidas es: si
Caliente, caliente
Música pa' que goce toda mi gente
Caliente, caliente
Don't stop, no te pares de mover, no te pare’ no
Caliente, caliente
Música pa' que baile toda mi gente
Caliente, caliente
Don't stop, no te pares de mover, no te pare’ no
Hey will
Ella prende y emprende
En la party sorprende
Aunque tu no lo entiende
La vela se enciende
De enero a diciembre
Esto pica y se extiende
Si no sabe aprende
Once again dance hall fyah
Yo no fallo no
Pongo mi musica en la mira
Aprieto el gatillo
Y todas las gyales se activan
Yo no fallo no
Pongo mi musica en la mira
Aprieto el gatillo
Y todas las gyales se activan
Hello
Everything is hot por aquí
La temperatura sube
Te veo en el vip
No problem
Don't worry
Si no quieres
I’m sorry
You know what?
No me importa si tu tienes money
Candela pero no me quema
Que rico se siente
Acerca, acércate ta' bueno el ambiente
Candela pero no me quema
Que rico se siente
Acércate pa' decírtelo de frente
Welcome to the party mami
Music for all my people to enjoy
Don't stop, don't stop moving, don't stop, no
Welcome to the party mami
Music for all my people to dance to
Don't stop, don't stop moving, don't stop, no
Hot, hot
Music for all my people to enjoy
Hot, hot
Don't stop, don't stop moving, don't stop, no
Hot, hot
Music for all my people to dance to
Hot, hot
Don't stop, don't stop moving, don't stop, no
Jump over here and pay attention gial
For what I bring here there's no competition
We're gonna make an action movie girl
You're gonna see what I got for you
Look how you move to the rhythm of the dance floor
How good you look, how good you look
Look how you move to the rhythm of the dance floor
How good you look, you're hot as fire ma'
Yeah, for me it's easy
It don't matter if we're in crisis
Hot as fire, look at the smoke in my piercings
Feel the good vibes that I'm sending to you
Ha!
You keep on dancing
Hey g
Hot as Be-yon-ce
A quality product with free delivery
Don't stop don't stop
Keep moving like this
That the answer to everything you ask for is: yes
Hot, hot
Music for all my people to enjoy
Hot, hot
Don't stop, don't stop moving, don't stop, no
Hot, hot
Music for all my people to dance to
Hot, hot
Don't stop, don't stop moving, don't stop, no
Hey will
She turns on and undertakes
At the party she surprises
Though you don't understand
The candle is lit
From January to December
It itches and it spreads
If you don't know learn
Once again dance hall fyah
I don't miss no
I put my music in the bull's-eye
I pull the trigger
And all the gyals go off
I don't miss no
I put my music in the bull's-eye
I pull the trigger
And all the gyals go off
Hello
Everything is hot around here
The temperature rises
See you in the vip
No problem
Don't worry
If you don't want to
I'm sorry
You know what?
I don't care if you have money
Fire but it don't burn me
How good it feels
Get closer, come closer it's a good vibe
Fire but it don't burn me
How good it feels
Come closer to tell it to you face to face
[Verse 1]Stay stillI could watch you just be, you’re magical It’s realLove has never felt oh so natural [Pre 1]I see you in empty places, oh Are you one of those faces Am I hallucinating, ohRight now my heart is racing [Chorus 1]LoverBring me home, lead the way LoverTime with you, sweet escape LoverDon’t go far, can you stay CloserMeet with you, fly away [Verse 1]IdealMy love for you is indescribableI can feelAll my worries go away, girl you heal my soul [Pre 2]I see you in empty places, oh Are you one of those faces Am I hallucinating, ohRight now my heart is racing [Chorus 2]LoverBring me home, lead the way LoverTime with you, sweet escape LoverDon’t go far, can you stay CloserMeet with you, fly away
Parole ... Indie Pop. Sunny, bright, catchy, dynamic & determined. Singer, synth ...Indie Pop. Sunny, bright, catchy, dynamic & determined. Singer, synth & rhythm. Suggested for leisure, good times & summer vibes.
[Verse 1]A moment of truthA moment of faithYou wake up you choose Who you will be todayWhat you tryin’ to prove What you tryin’ to say Just do it for youJust do it your way [Pre 1]What you gonna do nowWhat you gonna do now now Love’s the only ruleDon’t think that you’re a fool, na na [Chorus 1]Don’t sit and wait another dayDon’t let your time get away, get away Don’t sit and wait another dayDon’t let your time get away [Verse 2]You are the youthAnd you are the change I’m rooting for youLet’s write a new page [Pre 2]What you gonna do nowWhat you gonna do now now Love’s the only ruleDon’t think that you’re a fool, na na [Chorus 2]Don’t sit and wait another day Don’t let your time get away Don’t sit and wait another day Don’t let your time get away
Parole ... Neo-Psychedelia / indie pop. Dreamy, exhilarating, unlinear & ...Neo-Psychedelia / indie pop. Dreamy, exhilarating, unlinear & charming. Floating @ 1'24. Singer, fx reverb, synth & rhythm. Suggested for relaxing summer's days, wellness music & lifestyle.
Feels like I have been gone for so long There’s a fire in my mindFeels like I had to wait for my call I can’t get it, I can’t get it off my mindWhy did I have to stand for so longTo embrace the man I am?I didn’t have to fight for a second There s a fire in my mindFeels like I’ve been running so long Why can’t I pause it? ooh oohYou and I we’ll get it together There’s no cheatin’, ooh ooh (x4)(Feels like I had to wait for my call,I can’t get it, I can’t get it off my mindFeels like I have been gone for so long There’s a fire in my mindFeels like I had to wait for my call I can’t get it, I can’t get it off my mind)
[Verse 1]CallingI want you hereI’m quietly burning FallingI’ll keep it briefBut I want you here [Pre 1]Your angel hair is tumbling down The clock stopped ticking forever Nothing feels better than nowIs it love, is it a fever [Chorus 1]Oooh,It’s the things you doThe things you do my love I believe in youDo you believe in [Post 1]UsDo you believe in us [Verse 2]LivingWithout a fear Without a ceiling BreathingWhen I’m with you dear I want you here [Pre 2]Your angel hair is tumbling down The clock stopped ticking forever Nothing feels better than nowIs it love, is it a fever [Chorus 2]Oooh,It’s the things you doThe things you do my love I believe in youDo you believe in
Parole ... Neo-Psychedelia / indie pop. Airy, indolent, dreamy but catchy. ...Neo-Psychedelia / indie pop. Airy, indolent, dreamy but catchy. Uplifting @ 0'44. Singer, fx reverb, synth & rhythm. Suggested for travel diary TV, wellness music, leisure & dreamy mood.
{Verse 1}Fight or flight You’re in control of my mindAnd my eyes Keep looking up To your skyAnalyseYour every moves What a sightI compromiseI wanna be yourSatellite {Chorus}Maybe I’ve waisted my time being somebody else (Baby let me tell you something)Maybe I will stick around cause you’re something else (something else, something else)
(AnalyseYour every movesWhat a sightBaby let me tell you something I compromiseI wanna be yourSatelliteBaby let me tell you something) {Verse 2}In my mindYou keep coming back and I’m tired Of pushing you awayRealiseWe’re only gonna be hereFor a time {Chorus}(Baby let me tell you something)Maybe I’ve waisted my time being somebody else (Baby let me tell you something)Maybe I will stick around cause you’re something else (something else,something else)Maybe I’ve waisted my time being somebody else (Baby let me tell you something)Maybe I will stick around cause you’re something elseMaybe I’ve waisted my time being somebody else