Parole ... Electro pop song. Shiny intro then determined & moving. Synth, male ...Electro pop song. Shiny intro then determined & moving. Synth, male singer & rhythm.
Jimmy thinks, time can heal his wounds He learns to speak a foreign language Holds the for to be safe in
Winter’s coming, dreams
are smashed to smithereens
Too tired to wauk in any direction To find a peaceful place dreams
He’s running around
And trying to find some new stories He’s goes back and forth
Gives up hiz werld of certainties
Jimmy talks, of a future time
He’s floating around some situations And seems to be all worn out
Summer’s coming, his dreams are faded now He carries on wandering the streets
Looking for some kind of clues
Jimmy thinks, time can heal his wounds He learns to speak a foreign language And holds the fort to be safe in
Winter’s coming, his dreams are smashed to smithereens
Too tired to walk in any direction
To find a peaceful place
He’s running around
And trying to find some new stories He’s goes back and forth
Gives up his world of certainties
Parole ... Cold wave, post punk, new wave & 80's. Nocturnal, grave & persistent. ...Cold wave, post punk, new wave & 80's. Nocturnal, grave & persistent. Male singer, synth & rhythm.
Through Your Open DoorTime cut in sound A sharper blade for a signal doubt Hands cold enough Arms raised as a lightning mast A theatre of one A voice overrun Ringing through the valley of resonance Rope winding down but Held higher than we could reach to climb
Streets lead your smile Played famous and versatile Sleeps through the fire Collateral battle cries fight Confessant dark Incessant spark Racing shadows on rustic arks We won’t bend Won’t resist to enlist our lips againAnd sing your madrigalSee the girl she hides seeks Climbs the pedestal Say you'll now lead Walk me through your open door through your open door And sing your madrigal Sing your madrigal And sing...
Useless Memories Take the page and tear it out Blow away the pieces
Of a story that just brought Tears and disillusionsMemories are fading out In a fog of faces Is it me or is it that I can't bear the tracesOf your passage in my life Of the wreckage that you left behind I'll erase All the traces of you and me I will chase All those useless memories Memories wither some day Like the flowers you gave They just slowly fade away Like the colors I savedOf your passage in my life Now this image is in black and white I'll erase All the traces of you and me I will chase All those useless memories
Parole ... Dream House. Introspective, smooth & soulful. Male singer, with ...Dream House. Introspective, smooth & soulful. Male singer, with rhythm & sampled voices @ 2'25.
I can never let the past away
I can never lie
I’ve seen too much of what it does
And if I relish the walking in
I can never lie
I’ve seen too much of what it does
And certainty’s the worst of them
For what it’s worth I fear that one
Probably the only thing I understand
I can never chase the vanished thirst
I can never lie
I released that one a while ago
Wouldn’t even blame the family curse
Wouldn’t even try
I wasn’t made a friend or foe
And certainty’s the worst of them
For what it’s worth I fear that one
Probably the only thing I understand
And the truth that we can grab sometimes
Is enough for me
Alternate without brass. Bolero in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. ...Alternate without brass. Bolero in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Sentimental, romantic with nostalgia & a kitschy touch sung in Spanish. Male singer, strings & latin rhythm.
Parole ... Bolero in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Sentimental, romantic with ...Bolero in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Sentimental, romantic with nostalgia & a kitschy touch. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, brass & latin rhythm.
Ay amor, hasta luegoTe dice mi corazón.Y es que ya no aguanta más dolor. Y aunque en el fondo, me arde el almaDebo de soltarte, vida mía.Reconozco que lo nuestro ya no funcionó.
Adiós, aunque aquella tardeAgarrados de la manoNos juramos amor eterno.Y la rutina, al finalAlejó nuestras almas en pasión.Ya no digas nada,No me abraces, Suelta ya mi mano, te lo pido.Es tiempo de decirte mi adiós.Adiós.
Parole ... Post-punk revival / electro pop with a 80's vibe. Laid back intro, ...Post-punk revival / electro pop with a 80's vibe. Laid back intro, mysterious yet determined. Electric bass, synth, male singer & rhythm.
Sorry, you’re not sorry x2We shot the breeze okWe shot the breeze
Instrumental alternate. Post-punk revival / electro pop with a 80's ...Instrumental alternate. Post-punk revival / electro pop with a 80's vibe. Instrumental. Laid back intro, mysterious yet determined. Electric bass, synth & rhythm.
Parole ... 80's. Pop song. Lively, quirky & sentimental. Synth solo @ 0'37. Male ...80's. Pop song. Lively, quirky & sentimental. Synth solo @ 0'37. Male singer Synth & rhythm.
We’re back to the startI won’t go to the landThru the eye of an eagleNothing seems to ruffle her The life is going onBut why don’t you see meAgainst the meaning of my friendsI’m not ready to let you go Please can’t you see my feelings and my lonely soulPlease can’t you my feelings and my lonely soul
Parole ... Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, ...Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, spoken male voices, percussions & rhythm.
Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, ...Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, percussions & rhythm.
Parole ... Proud & driving. Bass, female choirs and symphony orchestra.
Votre toast, je peux vous le rendre,Señors, señors car avec les soldatsOui, les Toréros, peuvent s'entendre ;Pour plaisirs, pour plaisirs,Ils ont les combats !Le cirque est plein,c'est jour de fête !Le cirque est plein du haut en bas ;Les spectateurs, perdent la tête,Les spectateurs s'interpellent à grand fracas !Apostrophes, cris et tapagePoussés jusques à la fureur !Car c'est la fête du courage,C'est la fête des gens de cœur !Allons ! en garde ! allons ! allons ! Ah !Toréador, en garde ! Toréador ! Toréador !Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattantQu'un œil noir te regarde,Et que l'amour t'attend,Toréador, L'amour, l'amour t'attend !Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattantQu'un œil noir te regarde,Et que l'amour t'attend,Toréador, L'amour, l'amour t'attend ! Tout d'un coup, on fait silence...on fait silence...Ah ! que se passe-t-il ?Plus de cris, c'est l'instant !Plus de cris, c'est l'instant !Le taureau s'élanceEn bondissant hors du Toril !Il s'élance ! il entre,il frappe ! un cheval roule,Entraînant un Picador,"Ah ! bravo! Toro !" hurle la foule !Le taureau va, il vient,il vient et frappe encore !En secouant ses banderilles,Plein de fureur, il court !Le cirque est plein de sang !On se sauve, on franchit les grilles !C'est ton tour maintenant ! allons !en garde ! allons ! allons ! Ah ! Toréador, en garde ! Toréador, Toréador !Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattantQu'un œil noir te regarde,Et que l'amour t'attend,Toréador, L'amour, l'amour t'attend !Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattantQu'un œil noir te regardeEt que l'amour t'attend,Toréador, L'amour, l'amour t'attend !L'amour! L'amour ! L'amour !Toréador, Toréador, Toreador !
Parole ... "Belle nuit, ô nuit d'amour". Charming & dreamy. Mezzo-soprano, ..."Belle nuit, ô nuit d'amour". Charming & dreamy. Mezzo-soprano, soprano, choirs and symphony orchestra.
Belle nuit, ô nuit d'amour Souris à nos ivresses Nuit plus douce que le jour Ô, belle nuit d'amour! Le temps fuit et sans retour Emporte nos tendresses Loin de cet heureux séjour Le temps fuit sans retour Zéphyrs embrasés z-nous vos caresses Zéphyrs embrasés Donnez-nous vos baisers! Vos baisers! Vos baisers! Ah! Belle nuit, ô, nuit d'amour Souris à nos ivresses Nuit plus douce que le jour, Ô, belle nuit d'amour! Ah! souris à nos ivresses! Nuit d'amour, ô, nuit d'amour! Ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah!
Parole ... Pastoral & refined. 2nd melody @1'36. Mezzo-soprano, soprano and ...Pastoral & refined. 2nd melody @1'36. Mezzo-soprano, soprano and symphony orchestra.
Sous le dôme épais Où le blanc jasmin À la rose s'assemble Sur la rive en fleurs, Riant au matin Viens, descendons ensemble. Doucement glissons de son flot charmant Suivons le courant fuyant Dans l'onde frémissante D'une main nonchalante Viens, gagnons le bord, Où la source dort et L'oiseau, l'oiseau chante. Sous le dôme épais Où le blanc jasmin, Ah! descendons Ensemble! Sous le dôme épais Où le blanc jasmin À la rose s'assemble Sur la rive en fleurs, Riant au matin Viens, descendons ensemble. Doucement glissons de son flot charmant Suivons le courant fuyant Dans l'onde frémissante D'une main nonchalante Viens, gagnons le bord, Où la source dort et L'oiseau, l'oiseau chante. Sous le dôme épais Où le blanc jasmin, Ah! descendons Ensemble!
Les pêcheurs de perles - Au ...Les pêcheurs de perles - Au Fond Du Temple Saint [MIL030 - 24]
2
2'59
Georges Bizet
Parole ... Peaceful & sentimental. Baryton, tenor, and symphony orchestra.
NADIR Au fond du temple saint Paré de fleurs et d'or, Une femme apparaît! Je crois la voir encore!
ZURGA Une femme apparaît! Je crois la voir encore!
NADIR La foule prosternée La regarde, etonnée, Et murmure tous bas: Voyez, c'est la déesse! Qui dans l'ombre se dresse Et vers nous tend les bras!
ZURGA Son voile se souleve! Ô vision! ô reve! La foule est a genoux!
NADIR ET ZURGA Oui, c'est elle! C'est la déesse plus charmante et plus belle! Oui, c'est elle! C'est la déesse qui descend parmi nous! Son voile se souleve et la foule est a genoux!
NADIR Mais a travers la foule Elle s'ouvre un passage!
Parole ... Passionate & sentimental. Soprano, tenor and symphony orchestra.
RodolfoO soave fanciulla, o dolce viso di mite circonfuso alba lunar in te, vivo ravviso il sogno ch'io vorrei sempre sognar!Mimì Ah! tu sol comandi, amor!…Rodolfo Fremon già nell'anima le dolcezze estreme, nel bacio freme amor!Mimì Oh! come dolci scendono le sue lusinghe al core… tu sol comandi, amore!… No, per pietà!Rodolfo Sei mia!Mimì V'aspettan gli amici…Rodolfo Già mi mandi via?Mimì Vorrei dir… ma non oso…Rodolfo DìMimì Se venissi con voi?Rodolfo Che?… Mimì? Sarebbe così dolce restar qui. C'è freddo fuori.Mimì Vi starò vicina!…Rodolfo E al ritorno?Mimì Curioso!Rodolfo Dammi il braccio, mia piccina.Mimì Obbedisco, signor!Rodolfo Che m'ami di'…Mimì Io t'amo!Juntos Amor! Amor! Amor!
Parole ... According to the 6 Romances for Voice and Piano Op. 6. Tragical & ...According to the 6 Romances for Voice and Piano Op. 6. Tragical & sentimental. Soprano and symphony orchestra.
None but the lonely heartCan know my sadnessAlone and partedFar from joy and gladnessHeaven's boundless arch I seeSpread out above meO(h) what a distance drear to oneWho loves meNone but the lonely heartCan know my sadnessAlone and parted farFrom joy and gladnessAlone and parted farFrom joy and gladnessMy senses failA burning fireDevours meNone but the lonely heartCan know my sadness
Parole ... Sad & wandering. Tenor and symphony orchestra.
ERNESTO Povero Ernesto! Dallo zio scacciato, da tutti abbandonato, mi restava un amico, e un coperto nemico discopro in lui, che a' danni miei congiura. Perder Norina, oh Dio! Ben feci a lei d'esprimere in un foglio i sensi miei. Ora in altra contrada i giorni grami a trascinar si vada.
Cercherò lontana terra dove gemer sconosciuto, là vivrò col cuore in guerra deplorando il ben perduto. Ma nè sorte a me nemica, ne frapposti monti e mar, ti potranno, dolce amica, dal mio core cancellar. E se fia che ad altro oggetto tu rivolga un giorno il core, se mai fia che un nuovo affetto spenga in te l'antico ardore, non temer che un infelice te spergiura accusi al ciel; se tu sei, ben mio, felice, sarà pago il tuo fedel. parte
Elixir d'amour - Una Furtiva ...Elixir d'amour - Una Furtiva Lagrima - L_Elisir d_Amore [MIL030 - 58]
1
4'56
Gaetano Donizetti
Parole ... Confident & sentimental. Tenor and symphony orchestra.
Una furtiva lagrima negli occhi suoi spuntò: Quelle festose giovani invidiar sembrò. Che più cercando io vò? Che più cercando io vò? M'ama! Sì, m'ama, lo vedo. Lo vedo. Un solo istante i palpiti del suo bel cor sentir! I miei sospir, confondere per poco a' suoi sospir! I palpiti, i palpiti sentir, confondere i miei coi suoi sospir... Cielo! Si può morir! Di più non chiedo, non chiedo. Ah, cielo! Si può, Si può morir Di più non chiedo, non chiedo. Si può morir, Si può morir d'amor.
