Romantic, passionate & charming bolero in a flamenco spirit. Spanish ...Romantic, passionate & charming bolero in a flamenco spirit. Spanish Guitar & Latin percussion.
Kingdom of Light - Positive Adventure Orchestral Tracks
Data di rilascio :
10/08/2022
Editore(i) :
Gsab Music
ISRC :
FXR042203930
The Golden Boy [CEZ4511 - 30]
0
2'32
Julien Vega John Greaves
Parole ... Jazzy show song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 30s & 40s. ...Jazzy show song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 30s & 40s. Carefree & determined. Male singer in crooner style, variety orchestra, piano, brass & rhythm.
GOLDEN BOY Music by Julien VegaLyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
On the floor of Wall Street I’m one of a kindI’m no ordinary guyIf I sell or I buy I don’t even tryI can make a million dollars in the blink of an eye
Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be? I’ll probably never get old Everything that I touch turns to gold
I’m flying high, I’m a fortunate guyBut try as I mightThere’s something that doesn’t sit rightAnd I think I know why
One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it
Making and breaking and takingDoesn’t matter how big your greed is
When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice Who not so convinced everything has a price I don’t think twiceThat’s what I need Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be?Excuse me but I’m on a rollYou see that all that I touch turns to gold I’m flying highI’m a fortunate guyAnd I don’t know whyI simply don’t burst into songOnly one thing is wrong One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it
Making and breaking and takingAll you do is feed what your greed is
When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice Who’s not so convinced everything has a price I don’t think twice I knowLove is what I need
Jazz in the spirit of the 40s & 50s. Carefree & determined. Variety ...Jazz in the spirit of the 40s & 50s. Carefree & determined. Variety orchestra, with lead saxophone, piano, brass & rhythm. Suggested for vintage TV show & daytime TV.
Positive & exhilarating in a spirit of togetherness. Built-up ...Positive & exhilarating in a spirit of togetherness. Built-up gradually. Piano & strings. Reverse fx. Suggested for corporate & luxury.
Parole ... Soul song. Lively, catchy & sensual. Female singer, piano & rhythm. ...Soul song. Lively, catchy & sensual. Female singer, piano & rhythm. Saxophone solo @ 2'56. Suggested for fashion & luxury.
You never look up to the sky above It’s surely here oh only your fault Said...That time goes by nowYou always like to say that is all grey Complaining never helped anyway Makin’...
Mmmh Big changes...
‘Cause if you lift your head a bit more
You will see how beautiful this world can be whenever you get sad and lonely Just open your eyes...Walking down the street!Walking down the street, by walking
Don’t loose time on things that would hurt you Looking forward’s better for you
Never...
Let that time go nowIt’s up to you to chase all the blues Nobody’s gonna do it for you
Let it..
Shine through
Parole ... Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish & English. ...Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish & English. Better-off alone than with bad company. Female singer, electric piano, synth & electronic percussion.
ES:
brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada
pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver
y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song
y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…
y mejor
EN:
lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call
but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again
and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song
and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...
Parole ... Explicit. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish. ...Explicit. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish. Better-off alone than with bad company. Female singer, electronic piano, synth & electronic percussion.
ES:
brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada
pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver
y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
Rolling with my ladies on the floor one blunt
singing baby baby drop that hoe
is the same old song
y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…
y mejor
EN:
lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call
but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again
and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
Rolling with my ladies on the floor one blunt
singing baby baby drop that hoe
is the same old song
and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...
Parole ... Ethereal, charming & intimate ballad-pop sung in Spanish. Gently ...Ethereal, charming & intimate ballad-pop sung in Spanish. Gently falling in love. Female singer, sampling, piano, electric guitar, synth, electronic & sampled percussion.
ES:
me acabo de despertar no era una pesadilla era un sueño cargado sentí el peso de cien universos recayendo en mi costado, seis toneladas de asfalto
te cuento estaba andando tomando una desperados andando por un bar que siempre me olía quemado los tíos por el sitio andaban desesperados molestaban como un rato y luego se iban a otro lado
y de repente me giro tus ojos brillantes toa' la gente bailaban como ignorantes nadie se daba cuenta de lo que había delante mejor para mí no quiero pelearme tu bailas y me tomo otro trago tu bailas y me acuerdo de un fotograma desgastado tu bailas y me acuerdo de aquel cine de verano mirándote la boca soñando con el pecado
el mundo no está hecho para gente como tú no puedes ser mortal teniendo toda esa actitud no puedes ser real por eso digo que es un sueño aunque yo haya tocado cada parte de tu cuerpo si no es pa ser amados dime pa que estamos hechos como me miras baby se que no es un juego te pregunto quien eres y me dices no me acuerdo te digo ven conmigo yo te lo recuerdo
tal vez ya no me quiera escapar puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar tal vez sea un juego pero acepto cada reto y si viene dulce lo voy a probar no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar pero se que me has venido a buscar beber entre besos con un cúmulo de excesos y sentidos preparándose a estallar
ya no me castigo parece que embriagaste cada uno de mis sentidos yo te amaba antes de haberte conocido vivía encerrada hasta que sentí tus labios en los míos lo mío es ponértelo sencillo no quiero complicarlo solo quiero estar contigo olerte el cuello mis manos entre tus rizos fúmate un cigarro conmigo que yo te invito pégate pregúntame donde vivo vámonos al baño bésame y echa el pestillo cuéntame tus juegos y yo te cuento los míos quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo quédate conmigo que yo te enseño el camino quédate conmigo baby quédate
tal vez ya no me quiera escapar puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar tal vez sea un juego pero acepto cada reto y si viene dulce lo voy a probar no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar pero se que me has venido a buscar beber entre besos con un cúmulo de excesos y sentidos preparándose a estallar tal vez ya no me quiera escapar puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar tal vez sea un juego pero acepto cada reto y si viene dulce lo voy a probar no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar pero se que me has venido a buscar beber entre besos con un cúmulo de excesos y sentidos preparándose a estallar
EN:
I just woke up it was not a nightmare it was a heavy dream I felt the weight of a hundred universes falling on my side, six tons of asphalt
I tell you I was walking taking a desperado walking through a bar that always smelled burnt to me the guys around the place were walking around desperate they were bugging for a while and then they'd go somewhere else
and suddenly I turn around your eyes shining all the people were dancing like ignorants no one noticed what was in front of them better for me i don't want to fight
you dance and I take another drink you dance and I remember a faded frame you dance and I remember that summer movie theatre looking at your mouth dreaming of sin
the world is not made for people like you you can't be mortal having all that attitude you can't be real that's why I say it's a dream even though I've touched every part of your body if it's not to be loved tell me what we're made for how you look at me baby I know it's not a game I ask you who are you and you tell me I don't remember I tell you come with me I remind you
Maybe I don't want to run away anymore Maybe I've fallen in love again maybe it's a game but I accept every challenge and if it comes sweet I'll try it it's not what I thought I'd find but I know you've come looking for me to drink between kisses with an accumulation of excess and senses preparing to explode
I no longer punish myself it seems that you intoxicated each one of my senses I loved you before I met you I lived locked up until I felt your lips on mine my thing is to make it simple for you I don't want to complicate it I just want to be with you smell your neck my hands between your curls smoke a cigarette with me I'll buy you one ask me where I live let's go to the bathroom kiss me and bolt the door tell me your games and I'll tell you mine stay with me baby stay with me stay with me baby stay with me stay with me baby stay with me stay with me that I'll show you the way stay with me baby stay with me
maybe I don't want to run away anymore I may have fallen in love again maybe it's a game but I accept every challenge and if it comes sweet I'm gonna taste it it's not what I thought I'd find but I know you've come looking for me to drink between kisses with an accumulation of excess and senses getting ready to explode maybe I don't want to escape anymore maybe I've fallen in love again maybe it's a game but I accept every challenge and if it comes sweet I'll taste it it's not what I thought I'd find but I know you've come looking for me to drink between kisses with an accumulation of excess and senses preparing to explode
Narrative, cinematic, introspective in the spirit of the 80s & in a ...Narrative, cinematic, introspective in the spirit of the 80s & in a Spanish mood. Guitars, keyboards, Latin percussion, strings & flute.
Gentle, tender, charming, fragile & loving in a Japanese spirit. Solo ...Gentle, tender, charming, fragile & loving in a Japanese spirit. Solo piano. 2nd part with felt piano @ 1'12.
LES ANGESÉtaient-ce les humeurs de l’automne Mélancolie des feuilles sous les ormes Était-ce la couleur de l’air, la douceur de l’eau Tout ce qui fait encore danser les roseauxÉtait-ce la béance de ton cœur La triste précision des longues heures Ou était-ce le fond du temps, le fond des gens, Profondément, les vivants...?Il est trop tôt ce soir Au bord des battants noirs La lune n’a pas eu le temps De dissuader le vent.Était-ce la hauteur des étoiles Qui ont soudain hissé leurs grandes voiles Emmenant avec elle, les fées Dérobant la brillance de l’étéLes angesÉtait-ce l’insouciance du hasard Que l’on a vu sortir trop en retard Et qui sous ta fenêtre a oublié L’appel du temps, l’éternité.Il est trop tôt ce soir Au bord des battants noirs La lune n’a pas eu le temps De dissuader le ventÉtait-ce la figure du triste monde Colère de la mer qui monte Était-ce le fond des villes, les ports trop loin L’indifférence de chaque matin.Était-ce l’impuissance de tes peurs Les mains vides de sens, dans l’ampleur Adieu le sort, adieu l’exil Adieu l’existence tranquille.
