Parole ... French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful & airy. Male & woman ...French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful & airy. Male & woman voices, piano, accordion & rhythm.
Virgule sur la langue Le temps incertain Flotte comme un ange Fixe le silence Fige la rue Et passe son chemin.
Filent les nuages Tombe la pluie Les heures s’égrainent
Le long du chemin La parole revient S’écrit sur la page
Coulent les mots Un flot sur la langue Les minutes s’envolent
Le temps s’éclaircit La rue se disperse L’aurore accomplie
Comma on the tong Uncertain time Floats like an angel Fixes the silence Freezes the street And goes on its way
Clouds fly by Rain falls Hours are counted Along the way Words return Written on the page
A wave of words
Flow from the tongue The minutes fly by The weather brightens The street disperses The dawn accomplished
Parole ... French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful, melancholic & ...French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful, melancholic & confidential. Female voice, piano & accordion.
Je me souviens De cette chambre en ce matin Du lit défait Et du silence assourdissant Votre présence Comme une absence, les yeux fuyants Où étiez-vous ? Où étiez-vous ?
Vous aviez Un air perdu et si lointain Vos yeux bleus A peine voilés qui souriaient Votre visage Fermé au monde, en ce matin Où étiez-vous ? Où étiez-vous ?
Votre départ Inéluctable et sans retour Me déchirait J’étais perdu, inconsolable Me questionnait Qu’avais-je fait de votre amour Où étiez-vous ? Où étiez-vous ?Where were you
I remember That bedroom one morning The bed unmaid And the deafening silence Your presence Like an absence, furtive eyes Where were you
You had A look so lost so distant Your blue eyesAs if veiled but smiling Your face closed to the world This morning
Where were you
Your leaving Ineluctable, no return Tore me apart I was lost unconsolable Left me with the question What had I done with our love Where were you Where were you
Parole ... French song about alcohol like a New-Orleans jazz march. Swaying, ...French song about alcohol like a New-Orleans jazz march. Swaying, lazy & funny. Male voice, drum, accordion, trombone, trumpet like a marching band.
Le vagabond traîne sa bouteille Il traîne son chien et son mégot Il traîne une vie qui est la sienne
Poussière, poussière
Chauffe le vin de sa bouteille Chauffe le feu de son mégot Chauffe la vie de son vieux chien
Poussière, poussière
Quand vient la nuit puis le sommeil La peur se glisse sous la peau Gratte la plaie où dort sa peine
Poussière, poussière
Specks of dust
The vagabond drags his bottle He drags his dog and his stub He drags a life which is his own
Dust, dust Heat the wine of his bottle Heat the fire of his stub Heat the life of his old dog
Dust, dust Sleep escapes as the night comes Fear slips under the skin Scratches the wounds where sleeps the pain Dust, dust
Parole ... French song like a lullaby. Peaceful & tender. Male & woman voices, ...French song like a lullaby. Peaceful & tender. Male & woman voices, piano, accordion & rhythm.
Je mourrai sans un bruit Dans tes bras la camarde, Tu cueilleras mon fruit De ta main blafarde
Généreuse, tu donnes l'infini du néant, Cet air que tu fredonnes Me prendra dans l'instant.
Tu me berceras mère, Cajoleras, griseras Souffleras la chimère
Que mon cœur baisera.
Le secret de ma vie S'éteindra avec moi, Dans tes bras alanguis Je ne serai plus moi I will die without a sound In your arms grim reaper You will pick my fruit With your alabaster hand Generous, you give The infinity of the void This air that you are humming Will take me in a moment You will rock me mother Cuddle me, make me swoon Blow the chimera towards me That my heart will embrace. The secret of my life Will die with me In your languid arms I will no longer be me.
Parole ... Electro pop. Solar, relaxed & cheesy. Vocoder male vocal, electric ...Electro pop. Solar, relaxed & cheesy. Vocoder male vocal, electric piano, electric bass & rhythm.
million miles from far away i dind't realase i'm lost, lost in space million miles away never one to be alone nassault sattelite
Electro pop. Solar, relaxed & cheesy. Analog synth, electric piano, ...Electro pop. Solar, relaxed & cheesy. Analog synth, electric piano, electric bass & rhythm.
Parole ... Song. Sung in Italian. Dreamy & peaceful. Female voice, guitar, ...Song. Sung in Italian. Dreamy & peaceful. Female voice, guitar, accordion, mandolin & drums.
Italiano Blu, il colore della libertà,
Blu, il chiarore dell' immensità,
Lassù, dove il mondo nasce e finisce
lassù, dove il sole splende e sparisce.
Soffio, sulla vela bianca in balìa,
Soffio, su un uomo che non tornerà,
Respiro, respiro della sposa ora lasciata, Respiro respiro dell' onda morendo sulla riva. Français
Bleu, La couleur de la liberté Bleu, la pureté de l’immensité Là-haut, où le monde commence et se termine Là-haut où le soleil brille et disparaît
Un souffle Sur la voile blanche en errance (ou qui dérive ?) Un souffle, sur un homme qui ne reviendra pas Un soupir, Un soupir de la mariée laissée seule Un soupir de l’onde qui meurt sur la rive
English
Blue The colour of freedom Blue, purity and immensity Up there where the world begins and ends Up there where the sun shines and disappears
A breath
On the white sail in the distance A breath on a man who will never return A sigh,
A sigh of the bride left alone A sigh of the wave that dies on the shore
Parole ... Joyful & dancing. Song. Sung in Italian. Festive & traditional. ...Joyful & dancing. Song. Sung in Italian. Festive & traditional. Country dance. Female voice, accordion, mandolin, claps & rhythm.
Italiano
Parenti, amici, sono tutti qua,
Venuti da tanti Paesi d'Italia,
Famiglie di Francia, e anche dall’Australia,
Rosetta si sposa: gran festa si farà!
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
Batti piedi, batti le mani, Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
alza le braccia, gira, gira,
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Organetto e tamburello
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, si balla la tarantella.
Si celebran le nozze come in Sicilia,
con tutte le comari a “mucatori” ??, i maschi quasi tutti, portano la coppola,
C'è vino, salam, prosciutto e ricotta
La mamma di Rosa si commuove e piange,
perché a sua bambina lontana sarà,
il padre un po brillo canta troppo forte
presto un nipotino in casa arriverà Français
Les parents, les amis sont tous là, Venus de tant de villages d’Italie Des familles de France, et aussi d’Australie Rosetta se marie : une grande fête se prépare !
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
On tape des mains, on bat des mains Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
On lève les bras, on tourne, on tourne
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Accordéon et tambourin Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, on danse la tarentelle
On célèbre la noce comme en Sicile Avec toutes les commères qui portent foulard Presque tous les hommes ont une casquette Il y a du vin, du salami, du jambon et de la ricotta
La maman de Rosa est émue et pleure Parce que sa fille partira loin Le père un peu éméché chante trop fort Bientôt un neveu arrivera
English
Family and friends are all here Come from village all over Italy Families from France, Australia too Rosetta is getting married:
A big party is getting underway
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
we clap our hands, we clap our hands Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
we lift our arms, we spin we spin Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Accordion and tambourine Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, we dance the tarentelle
We celebrate the wedding like in Sicily With all the old girls in headscarves Almost all the men wear caps There’s wine, salami, ham and ricotta.
Rosa’s mama is moved to tears Because her daughter will move far away Father is a little tipsy and sings too loud Soon a nephew will arrive
