Parole ... Song. Sung in Italian. Joyful & lively. Acoustic guitar, sax, ...Song. Sung in Italian. Joyful & lively. Acoustic guitar, sax, mandolins, xylophone & rhythm.
Italiano: A Londra sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Londra sono stato a mangiare un po’ di gnocchi. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, dei gnocchi cosi cotti, Che sembrano cemento! A Parigi sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Parigi sono stato a mangiare maccheroni. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Tre scarsi maccheroni, che del gusto solo l’ombra! Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma !Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso. A Pechino loro fanno, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Pechino loro fanno Stranissimi spaghetti. Mangiar con le bacchette, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Ma mangiar con le bacchette, c'è da diventar matto! A Miami ho ordinato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Miami ho ordinato Pesto e parmigiano. E che mi hanno portato? Mamma mia, Mamma mia, E che mi hanno portato? Ketchup e coca cola!Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso.
Français: Je suis allé à Londres, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Londres manger des gnocchis.Le chef m’a servi, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Des gnocchis tellement cuits,Qu’on aurait dit du ciment. Je suis allé à Paris, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Paris manger des maccheronis.Le chef m’a servit, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Trois pauvres maccheronis, qui n’avait que l’ombre de leur goût ! Ah Mamma mia, tes pâtesAux tomates,Personne ne sait la faireAvec ta sauce aux piments.Des raviolis, des tortellinis,Et l’huile d’olive,De maman, Mamma mia, je suis au paradis A Pekin il font, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Pekin il fontD’étranges spaghettis.Manger avec les baguettes, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Mais manger avec les baguettes, c’est à devenir fou
A Miami j’ai commandé, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Miami j’ai commandé,Du pesto et du parmesan.Et qu’est-ce qu’ils m’ont apporté ?Du ketchup et du coca cola !!
English: I went to London, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to London and ate gnocchi.The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Gnocchi so overcookedYou’d have thought it was cement. I went to Paris Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to Paris and ate maccheroni, The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Three poor maccheroni, a pale shadow. Ah !Mamma mia,
your pastaWith tomatoes,No one, can make it your spicy sauceMamma’s ravioli, tortellini,And olive oilMamma mia I am in heaven In Peking they make Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Peking they make strange spaghettiTo eat with chopsticks,
Mamma mia, Mamma mia,But to eat with chopsticks is to go crazy. In Miami I ordered Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Miami I orderedPesto and parmesan.And what did they bring me?Ketchup and a Coca cola!!
Parole ... Song. Nostalgic. Sung in Italian. Male voice, acoustic guitar, piano, ...Song. Nostalgic. Sung in Italian. Male voice, acoustic guitar, piano, mandolin, accordion & rhythm.
ItalianoDove sono biscottini e caramelle,
l'olio fresco dal mulino, il bardolino, pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo. Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre,
l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle,
il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Passa un giorno di più,
e tutto sembra come fosse ieri,
passa la vita veloce,
e niente resta più come prima.
I boschetti con i funghi son perduti,
e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più,
il suon dell'organetto dello zio,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo,
limoncello e cassate a due soldi,
e le donne al lavatorio, la befana,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto, i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino,
la pesca della trota con il nonno,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari,
la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu,
e il cinema all' aperto con Maria, se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Français
Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel L’huile nouvelle du moulin,
Le pain rond cuit au four de brique Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin Tout a disparu avec le vent
Un jour de plus est passé Et tout semble comme si c’était hier La vie passe si vite Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois
Les bois aux champignons sont perdus On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille, Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle, Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier Limoncello et cassate à deux sous Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana Tout a disparu avec le vent
La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria Tout a disparu avec le vent
English
Where are the cakes and the caramels The oil fresh from the mill The round bread baked in the brick oven I remember, I remember everything
Where are the chick peas
End the broad beans from the minestrone Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts The smell of zucchinis in the garden Everything has gone with the wind
Another day has gone by And all is as if it was yesterday Life goes by so fast And nothing is like it used to be
The mushroom woods have gone We no longer play briscola as a family, The sound of my uncle’s arccordion, I remember, I remember everything
Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece And women in the wash house, la befana Everything has gone with the wind
The bicycle and swimming in the August sea The cartoons with Minnie and mickey Trout fishing with granddad
The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink And the open-air cinema with Maria Everything has gone with the wind
Parole ... Song. Nostalgic. Sung in Italian. Female voice, acoustic guitar, ...Song. Nostalgic. Sung in Italian. Female voice, acoustic guitar, piano, mandolin, accordion & rhythm.
ItalianoDove sono biscottini e caramelle,
l'olio fresco dal mulino, il bardolino, pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo. Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre,
l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle,
il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Passa un giorno di più,
e tutto sembra come fosse ieri,
passa la vita veloce,
e niente resta più come prima.
I boschetti con i funghi son perduti,
e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più,
il suon dell'organetto dello zio,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo,
limoncello e cassate a due soldi,
e le donne al lavatorio, la befana,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto, i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino,
la pesca della trota con il nonno,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari,
la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu,
e il cinema all' aperto con Maria, se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Français
Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel L’huile nouvelle du moulin,
Le pain rond cuit au four de brique Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin Tout a disparu avec le vent
Un jour de plus est passé Et tout semble comme si c’était hier La vie passe si vite Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois
Les bois aux champignons sont perdus On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille, Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle, Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier Limoncello et cassate à deux sous Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana Tout a disparu avec le vent
La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria Tout a disparu avec le vent
English
Where are the cakes and the caramels The oil fresh from the mill The round bread baked in the brick oven I remember, I remember everything
Where are the chick peas
End the broad beans from the minestrone Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts The smell of zucchinis in the garden Everything has gone with the wind
Another day has gone by And all is as if it was yesterday Life goes by so fast And nothing is like it used to be
The mushroom woods have gone We no longer play briscola as a family, The sound of my uncle’s arccordion, I remember, I remember everything
Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece And women in the wash house, la befana Everything has gone with the wind
The bicycle and swimming in the August sea The cartoons with Minnie and mickey Trout fishing with granddad
The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink And the open-air cinema with Maria Everything has gone with the wind
Parole ... Jazz song / smooth jazz. Nocturnal, suspended & relax. Voice duo, ...Jazz song / smooth jazz. Nocturnal, suspended & relax. Voice duo, piano, double bass & rhythm.
I feel the same way day after dayI walk the same ground around and aroundEvery day I try to chart it The shattered map that was my heartAnd it comes apart and I fall apartYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you I see the same sign time after timeI see the same light night after nightIf I could go back to the source I’d sell the well and buy a horseAnd give my kingdom back of courseYou could say I’m way off courseYou could say I love you We are the same stuff enough is enoughWe have the same dream a dream is a dreamNot a moment passes byWhen I don’t believe that you and ICould leave all the others high and dryYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you
Parole ... Jazz song / smooth jazz / pop song. Nocturnal, suspended & relax. ...Jazz song / smooth jazz / pop song. Nocturnal, suspended & relax. Voice duo, piano, double bass & rhythm.
I feel the same way day after dayI walk the same ground around and aroundEvery day I try to chart it The shattered map that was my heartAnd it comes apart and I fall apartYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you I see the same sign time after timeI see the same light night after nightIf I could go back to the source I’d sell the well and buy a horseAnd give my kingdom back of courseYou could say I’m way off courseYou could say I love you We are the same stuff enough is enoughWe have the same dream a dream is a dreamNot a moment passes byWhen I don’t believe that you and ICould leave all the others high and dryYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you
Parole ... Gospel song from the spiritual repertoire composed by Reverend ...Gospel song from the spiritual repertoire composed by Reverend Charles Albert Tindley in 1905. "When everything goes wrong, There's troubles in your home Oh, lord, Oh Lord , Stand by me..." Singer, choir, percussion & bass. Instrumental tr-24.
Verse 1 When everything goes wrong, There’s troubles in your home Oh, Lord, Oh Lord , Stand by me
Chorus
Lord, stand by me, As I walk this land alone Lord stand by me Help me bear this heavy load Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up Help me drink from this bitter cup Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me
Verse 2
When everything goes wrong, There’s troubles in your home Oh, lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me I don’t worry and I don’t fret, Cause my God has never left me yet Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me
Chorus Lord, stand by me, As I walk this land alone Lord stand by me Help me bear this heavy load Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up Help me drink from this bitter cup Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me
Words & Music by Reverend Charles A. Tindley (DP)
Arrangement by : Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Parole ... Jazz song / cool jazz / smooth jazz / bossa nova. Refined, relax, ...Jazz song / cool jazz / smooth jazz / bossa nova. Refined, relax, nocturnal & charming. Trio jazz with female singer.
Não é fácil ver ao tempo que là esta passando Flutuando em nossas mentes, não quero ver ninguém E se fosse por mim Eu ficaria sozinho na minha árvore nunca saindoLembrar de você é como esquecer meu coração Você não deixou o traço do nosso imenso amor Saber quantas vezes eu poderia ter mudado Você não quer ver ninguém tampouco ser encontradoSolidão doi a alma e pode destruí-la Coração aberto revela novos sentimentos
Smooth jazz / piano bar / bossa nova / underscore. Refined, relax, ...Smooth jazz / piano bar / bossa nova / underscore. Refined, relax, nocturnal & charming. Jazz quartet. Piano solo @ 1'26.
Parole ... Jazz song / smooth jazz / jazz ballad. Mysterious, relax & nocturnal. ...Jazz song / smooth jazz / jazz ballad. Mysterious, relax & nocturnal. Female singer, piano, jazz guitar & rhythm. Guitar solo @ 1'16.
Hard is watching time passing byFloating through our mindsI no longer want to see anybody and be found And if it was for me I’d stay alone in my tree like An old owl, never getting out An old owl, never getting out Remembering you and I is like stabbing me by heart You left not trace of our life that I can’t feel us so far Hard is knowing how many times I could have turned around You no longer want to see anybody and be found Loneliness changes you deeply and can tear you apart Sometimes showing out your heart can reveal a new regard
Smooth jazz / underscore. Mysterious, relax & nocturnal. Jazz ...Smooth jazz / underscore. Mysterious, relax & nocturnal. Jazz quartet. Jazz guitar solo @ 1'16.
Modern jazz / smooth jazz / film noir. Mysterious, relax & nocturnal. ...Modern jazz / smooth jazz / film noir. Mysterious, relax & nocturnal. Jazz quintet. Piano solo @ 1'05.
Do you desire freshnessdo you admire this smileso wow wow wowso wow wow wow Do you want this experienceDo you want to stop trafficDo you want to be so wow wow wow Do you desire freshnessdo you admire this smiledo you admire this smile
So wow wow wowso wow wow wowBe so wow wow wow Do you desire freshnessDo you admire this smileDo you admire this smile So wow wow wow So wow wow wow Do you desire freshnessDo you admire this smile So wow wow wowso wow wow wow Do you desire freshnessDo you admire this smileDo you admire this smile So wow wow wow
Parole ... African-American spiritual song of the 19th century. "Go, tell it on ...African-American spiritual song of the 19th century. "Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere, Go, tell it on the mountain,That Jesus lives again...". Introduction with gospel lead vocal & choir a cappella. Rhythm section & electric guitar @ 0'31. Instrumental tr-30.
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Verse 1 While shepherds kept their watching, Over silent flocks by night Behold, throughout the heavens, There shone a holy light
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Verse 2 The shepherds feared and trembled, When low above the earth Rang out ,angels chorus that hailed Our saviours birth
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Chorus as lib Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is bornGo tell it! Go tell itGo tell it! On the mountain
Go tell it! Everywhere Go tell it! Everywhere Go tell it! Can you tell the story Go tell it! About when He came, to the mountain Go tell it! OOOHH, Lord! Go tell it! Go tell it!
Traditional arranged by : Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Parole ... Folksong that became popular during the social movements of the 50s ...Folksong that became popular during the social movements of the 50s and 60s. Also known as Bahamian Lullaby. "All my trials, Lord, Soon be over." Lead vocal & choir in a gospel spirit. Organ @ 0'55. Percussion & ebow guitar @ 1'23. Instrumental tr-27.
All my trials Lord, Soon be over
Verse 1 I had a little book, it was given to me And on every page, selles Liberty All my trials Lord Soon be over
Verse 2 If religion was a thing that money could buy The rich would live, and the poor would die All my trials Lord Soon be over
Bridge Too late my brothers, too late But never mind. All my trials Lord. Soon be over
Verse 3 If Malcolm and Martin were living today They’d look around, what would they say All my trials Lord Soon be over
Bridge Too late my brothers too late But never mind All my trials Lord Soon be over All my trials Lord Soon be over
Traditional arranged by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Parole ... French song. Trip hop / downtempo / romantic. Suspended, nocturnal & ...French song. Trip hop / downtempo / romantic. Suspended, nocturnal & melancholic. Electric guitar solo @ 1'27 & 3'27. Male singer, string section, bass, electric guitar & rhythm.
Le tempsNous habille de faux semblantsFaux-fuyantsOù l’on se plait souventLe temps Le tempsOù l’on n’a pas su dire à tempsOn se mentEt l’on oublie de dire souvent Je t’aime à ceux qu’on aime Le tempsOù l’on est fier et arrogantInsolentNe dure jamais très longtempsLe temps Le tempshabille de noir nos coeurs d’enfantsOn comprendqu’il est peut-être temps De dire je t’aime à ceux qu’on aime
English translation : TIME Time,Dresses us up in false pretensesSubterfugeAnd we often enjoy itTime Time,Where we weren’t able to say in timeWe're lying to each other And we often forget to say I love you to those we love
TimeWhere we are proud and arrogant InsolentIt never lasts very long Time TimeDresses in black our children's hearts We understand maybe it's time To say I love you to those we love
I don’t need to flyI don’t need to flyI don’t need to flyI don’t need to fly Meeting in HeavenGo from pillow to post me.Vision in HeavenGo from pillow to post me.Meeting in HeavenGo from pillow to post me. I don’t need to flyI don’t need to flyI don’t need to flyI don’t need to fly Go from pillow to post me.Meeting in HeavenGo from pillow to post me.Vision in HeavenGo from pillow to post me.
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths ...Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths ...Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
Parole ... Famous gospel/folksong known since the second half of the 19th ...Famous gospel/folksong known since the second half of the 19th century about a plaintive soul on the journey through life "I am a poor wayfering stranger". Moving & sad. Male voice in a soul spirit, chimes & synth layers. Instrumental tr-15.
Verse 1
I am a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger In that bright world to which I go.
Chorus I'm going there to meet my Father I'm going there no more to roam I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home.
Verse 2
I know dark clouds Will gather round me I know my way Is rough and steep Yet beautiful fields Lie just before me Where god’s redeemed their vigils keep
Chorus
I'm going there to meet my mother
She said she’d meet me
When I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home. I'm only going over home
Traditional arranged by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Parole ... Mexican bolero / pop. Romantic & sentimental. Male singer, accordion ...Mexican bolero / pop. Romantic & sentimental. Male singer, accordion & rhythm. Sung in Spanish. Norteno style.
VERSENo se si tu amor pronto volverá No se si algún día vuelva a sentir tu piel Se que el tiempo no se detendrá Mil horas pronto me van alejar de tiTal vez nunca vuelva a saber de ti Pero anclado tu recuerdo se quedará Tus besos, tu dulce forma de amar Dime si el corazón te puede esperar.CORORegalame una noche donde solo sean testigos la luna y las estrellas Quédate conmigo Una noche adornada con la esencia de tus besos Quedarás en mi grabada aunque te vayas lejosNo será tan fácil verte partir Quisiera que te quedaras juntito a mi Haré un camino de amor por si tu algún día decides volver mi cielo azul.
Parole ... Hypnotic & dreamy. Fender Rhodes, male singer & rhythm.
Find time, we never seem to, find timenever seem to find peace of mind,find time, diggin on you, high time digging on you, it’s high time, everydaywe’re all the way, we’re always run awayfrom the sun find time we’re seemnever seem to reach peace of mind always on the run always on the run never seem to reach peace of mind always seems too farnever seem to reachpeace of mindnever ever seem to reach never ever seem to findpeace of mind
Parole ... Blues rock. Acoustic intro. Ironic, crunchy, confident & bouncy. ...Blues rock. Acoustic intro. Ironic, crunchy, confident & bouncy. Keys, male vocal, guitar, bass, drum. Acceleratic @ 2'23.
PEOPLE ON THE RUN Wake up, little boy Now it's time to brave the cold All the voices in your head Telling you to stay in bed Wake up, little girl, Time to wake and feed the bird Now it's time to ring the bell Show your mind is not for sale Hope you get what you deserve Hope your flame will always burn Hope you're higher than the sun Not like these people on the run Wake up, shady boy Time to play and write a song Sing about a lucky man That people never understand Wake up, lazy girl Now it's time to free the bird Does your place of reverie Is a house upon a tree Hope you get what you deserve Hope your flame will always burn Hope you're higher than the sun Not like these people on the run Not like these people on the run Not like these people on the run
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths ...Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths ...Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths ...Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths ...Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths ...Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths ...Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
