Paroles ... Chanson. Latin Pop. Voix d'homme & choeur. Violon solo @ 1'40 & ...Chanson. Latin Pop. Voix d'homme & choeur. Violon solo @ 1'40 & trompette @ 2'02.
LA VIDA, Pascal Morel
Nada mas
Una vez mas amor La vida suena lo quita Si me apartas tu vida yo moriré Tu mano fue volando de mis besos al noche En mi todo ese fuego se repite
Nada mas Oh la la la la la, la vida Oh la la la la la, nada mas...
Yo me perdi de noche En la sombra del desierto Porque la vida pega como lagrimas El dolor sube y baja como une sueño cansado Nadie recogera mi corazon de llanto
Oh la la la la la, la vida Oh la la la la la, nada mas...
Traduction
Rien de plus
Une fois de plus mon amour La vie sonne et sépare Si tu m'éloignes de ta vie, je mourrai Ta main volait entre mes baisers la nuit En moi ce feu se répète
Rien de plus Oh la la la la la, la vie Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...
Je me suis perdu cette nuit Dans l'ombre du désert Car la vie frappe comme des larmes La douleur monte et descend comme un rêve fatigué Personne ne récupèrera mon cœur en pleurs
Oh la la la la la, la vie Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...
Original & paresseux. Ensemble de cuivres, accordéons, voix de femme ...Original & paresseux. Ensemble de cuivres, accordéons, voix de femme & percussions
Paroles ... Acid & swingy Bossa/Hip-hop. male vocal. BPM 98.
THE HOKEY POKEY Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus) You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes. Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's. Guest appearances to make your album hot right? I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar. I love Red Letter Blue Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it. I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound. See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound. Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala with a vest that protects his chest, saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow, how i make it when Im building my model building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music I choose it, different from the next like sex out of the birds nest, comes one with the image. Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store. Throw rocks at the body shock kid. Man he drowned trying to do what I did. For the love of women tall and the smell I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus) How you Put your left foot in You take it on out Put your left foot in and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now You put your right foot in take your right foot out Put your right foot in and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's how we all fall down to the sound To the sound nigga To the sound To the sound So gather round
Who Who got it that You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around (repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's what it's all about I said that's what it's all about That's what it's all about
Paroles ... Ethnic Hip-hop. Male vocal & percussions. BPM 100.
10 seconds
Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'
(Chorus) 6 seconds 5 seconds 4 seconds Mr. Mat your on 3 seconds 2 seconds 1 second Mr. Mat your on
It's like heat from the sunlight, I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to So What it do ? Relay the verses right back to you so you act a fool The up with cool, down with school.
Has a list of line of waiters full of haters some rock timberland, some rock with gators Some all natural, but still get their power pulled Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule. Duel with this expertise mic handle, out of order generating dudes be lighting candles. Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark, I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.
So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it They after you Only seconds Mattic's after you Only seconds Mattic's after you It takes seconds Mattic's after you To make a track Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you
That's the way of the world Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more This is classic encounters Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes. And out of shape fat people other words obesity. To get along with everyone, no you history. You shitting me or can you just not see ? In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.
The originality, exalted and compassionate The expediter Restored to mentor When I the television on I witness all the gluttony. But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the, focus of my sanity, body and soul love and weather, fall apart and build back together. My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words, I love you At all cost My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ? Yo check it out now, witness the floss because, I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…
(chorus) 10 seconds 9 seconds 8 seconds Mr. Mat your on 7 seconds 6 seconds 5 seconds Mr. Mat your on 4 seconds 3 seconds 2 seconds Mr. Mat your on 1 second 1 second No seconds Mr. Mat your on
Paroles ... Hip-hop with an Oriental feel. Male vocal. BPM 90.
How That Sound
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Chomsky
So now you to the point that you done seen some shit and you can't get it out of your mind you get sick. Folk tales to pick or street stories, cause rhyming bout yourself eventually turns boring. I remember the night like it was morning Kat out of line, the vision rewinds He was trying to be about it like most rappers today, but around 3:30 the ground he laid.
And his eye's seen the black of the night like gun fights Now ah days, that's how they play Trying to impress a woman that ain't part of my world Grab the wrong one straight by arm, gave her a twirl
She gave a shook look and then a right hook. Drink crashed the floor, he like this whore. Got the nerve to touch my face without giving a taste now in the corner, I heard another glass bottle break.
Glass started to spread like people in the crowd It was quite for a second, but dude was getting fowl. Guess it had to be her boyfriend hiding his hands and step to him. Some people in the background said to him.
They talk for a few, and before I knew the brother from the corner pulled hands out and smacked dude. He pause for a minute and said this kat is finish Snatched out the gun, while homeboy run'ed.
I was like Dam Son lets break out and shake out. Running back patterns as bullets they start unraveling outside one through the chest just like a javelin. Thick blood in the soil like Havoline oil.
The kid laid in soil, half paralyzed Fronting in clubs unorganized Get euthanized like canines in Dog pounds. 20 years old and bowed up in the ground.
(chorus) Now how that sound When you get knocked Down How that sound When they let go rounds From your country all the way to uptown You might get found, man How that Sound ?
Paroles ... Son cubano. Musique traditionnelle de la campagne cubaine. Allant & ...Son cubano. Musique traditionnelle de la campagne cubaine. Allant & paisible. Voix d'hommes, tiple, contrebasse & percussion.
Que caiga un aguacero pa' poder cantar mi son entero Y que caiga un aguacero para poderle contar mi son entero
Y que caiga un aguacero un aguacero
Agua de la sierra de la sierra agua de la sierra de la sierra
Que tombe l’averse pour pouvoir chanter Mon « son » en entierEt que tombe l’averse pour pouvoir conter Mon « son » en entierEt que tombe l’averse Tombe l’averse
Paroles ... Chanson. Bolero cha cha. Intimiste & sensuel. Voix de femme, guitare, ...Chanson. Bolero cha cha. Intimiste & sensuel. Voix de femme, guitare, violon, percussions & contrebasse.
ES: Tu voz fue el anuncio de la canciónQue se escribió entre los dosSonora como el canto de la tempestadEn nuestra calma nos hizo temblar Tu voz con un beso del corazón se desnudó para los dosLa lluvia con un suave rumor de cristalTrajo la tarde y nos hizo cantar Tu voz luna doradaAlumbró la dulce noche de nuestro amorHasta que amanecióPara verte partir para amarte y dejarte ir Por otra tarde se fue tu voz con la canción que nos unióLa lluvia que te extraña tras el ventanal canta la soledad Y tu voz luna doradaAlumbró la dulce noche de nuestro amorHasta que amanecióPara verte partir para amarte y dejarte ir Por otra tarde se fue tu voz con la canción que nos unióLa lluvia que te extraña tras el ventanal canta la soledad canta la soledad x 2 Tu voz canta la soledad x 2
EN: Your voice was the announcement of the songThat was written between the two of usVibrant as the chant of the stormIn our calm, made us shake Your voice with a kiss from the heartGot naked for the two of usThe rain with a soft cristal rumorBrought the evening and made us sing Your voice, golden moonLit up the sweet night of our loveUntil it was dawnTo see you goTo love you and let you go Through another evening you voice leftWith the song that brought us togetherThe rain that longs for you behind the windowSings the loneliness Your voice, golden moonLit up the sweet night of our loveUntil it was dawnTo see you goTo love you and let you go Through another evening you voice leftWith the song that brought us togetherThe rain that longs for you behind the windowSings the loneliness Sings the loneliness x 2 Your voice sings the loneliness x 2
FR: Ta voix était l'annonce de la chansonÉcrite entre nous deuxSonore comme le chant de la tempêteDans notre plénitude elle nous faisait vibrer Ta voix comme un baiser du cœur Se dénudait pour nous deuxLa pluie avec son doux bruissement de cristalNous emmenait vers le crépuscule et nous faisait chanter Ta voix lune doréeÉclairait la douce nuit de notre amour Jusqu'à l'aubePour te voir t’en allerPour t’aimer et te laisser partir Vers un autre après-midi ta voix est partieAvec la chanson qui nous unissaitLa pluie en manque de toi derrière la fenêtre Chante la solitude.
Electro-batucada. Festif & industriel. Ensemble de percussions avec ...Electro-batucada. Festif & industriel. Ensemble de percussions avec effets & synthé.
