Paroles ... Chanson Latin Pop. Voix d'homme & choeur. Joyeux & exubérant. ...Chanson Latin Pop. Voix d'homme & choeur. Joyeux & exubérant. Trompette solo @ 1'49.
Sal de la playa mi amor que yo te quiero llevar a gozar el nuevo ritmo que hace furor ponte tus zapatitos de charol que toda la noche vamos a gozar del cha-cha-cha
Te tienes que decidir porque la orquesta ya va a comenzar al son de maracas trompeta y bongo musica y dulces palabras de amor, mira y el universo va girando al compas del cha-cha-cha
Cha-cha-cha
chara-chara-cha cha-cha-cha
chara-chara-cha
Y bailalo bonito todo meneadito con ese cuerpito aaay!
Paroles ... Hip-hop. Wonky music. Video games fx. Male vocal. BPM 92.
GHOST MUSIC Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus) Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music
The like… Ah hell now did I miss it? before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated. I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule My medulla's like pole vaulter's A high choose Your best tracks, friend can help. In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap cause they don't want no playback. A universal word describes you as whack. While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger. The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal. Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will. Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage. The stage or the living room I abuse it Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you When they watch ya
Music pause people (repeat) Music make's think (repeat) Music make'em think Man you got make them think!!
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 ... Upbeat, fast & energetic merengue house sung in Spanish. You're ...Upbeat, fast & energetic merengue house sung in Spanish. You're driving me mad but my feelings for you are real. Male singer, synth, brass section, accordion, electronic piano, electronic & Latin percussion. Trap break @ 1'34.
ES:
Yo te ando mirando
Desde hace rato
Dime donde es que es mami
Que yo firmo el contrato
Pa' que seas mi dueña
Contigo no quiero un rato
Cuando yo te vi pasar
Me enloquecieron esos labios
Y dije
Hay cosita rica
Que cosa mas linda
Cuando veo esa morena
Mi cora se paraliza
Tienes un no se que
Cuando bailas mi piel erizas
Tu cuerpo pa' mi es arte
Mami eres mi mona lisa
Tu cuerpo
Junto al mio
Va chocando
Y rápido siente el calor
Dime mami
Si quieres conmigo
Que esta noche
Sea una noche de pasión
Hay cosita rica
Que cosa mas linda
Cuando veo esa morena
Mi cora se paraliza
Tienes un no se que
Cuando bailas mi piel erizas
Tu cuerpo pa' mi es arte
Mami eres mi mona lisa
Te hago una propuesta
Vámonos a mi habitación
Si no te molesta
Quiero que seamos tu y yo
Y cuando amanezca
Quédate mami por favor
No quiero soltarte
Me tienes volando sin avion
Te veo en mis sueños mami
Juro que no te quiero olvidar
Yo te estoy pidiendo una oportunidad
Yo no soy igual a todos los que te quisieron dañar
Quiero demostrarte que lo mío si es real
Quiero demostrarte que lo mío si es real
Quiero demostrarte que lo mío si es real
Quiero demostrarte que lo mío si es real
Quiero demostrarte que lo mío si es real
Mami
Esta noche quiero que seamos
Tu y yo
Y el que esté soltero
Que agarre a su pareja
Y que suene el
Za za za
Hay cosita rica
Que cosa mas linda
Cuando veo esa morena
Mi cora se paraliza
Tienes un no se que
Cuando bailas mi piel erizas
Tu cuerpo pa' mi es arte
Mami eres mi mona lisa
EN:
I've been watching you
For a long time
Tell me where is it that it is mami
That I sign the contract
I want you to be my master
I don't want to be with you for a while
When I saw you walk by
I was crazy about those lips
And I said
Oh, pretty little thing
What a beautiful thing
When I see that gorgeous brown girl
My heart freezes
You have some kind of I don't know what
When you dance you make my skin bristle
Your body for me is art
Mami you are my mona lisa
Your body
Next to mine
Goes crashing
And quickly feel the heat
Tell me mami
If you want to be with me
That tonight
Be a night of passion
Oh, pretty little thing
What a beautiful thing
When I see that gorgeous brown girl
My heart freezes
You have some kind of I don't know what
When you dance you make my skin bristle
Your body for me is art
Mami you are my mona lisa
I make you a proposal
Let's go to my room
If you don't mind
I want it to be you and me
And when the sun rises
Stay mami please
I don't want to let you go
You got me flying without a plane
I see you in my dreams mami
I swear I don't want to forget you
I'm asking you for a chance
I'm not the same as everyone who wanted to hurt you
I want to show you that my feelings are true
I want to show you that my feelings are true
I want to show you that my feelings are true
I want to show you that my feelings are true
I want to show you that my feelings are true
Mami
Tonight I want us to be
You and me
And whoever is single
Let them grab their partner
And let it sound like
Za za za
Oh, pretty little thing
What a beautiful thing
When I see that gorgeous brown girl
My heart freezes
You have some kind of I don't know what
When you dance you make my skin bristle
Your body for me is art
Mami you are my mona lisa
I shouldn’t call you,
Because I just lose my head, The way you make me feel, Your voice fills me with dread,
I told you all my secrets and now you’re gone. I shouldn’t call you.
Paroles ... Salsa/jazz. Optimiste, fougueux & festif. Chanteurs, percussions ...Salsa/jazz. Optimiste, fougueux & festif. Chanteurs, percussions latines, chœur d'hommes. Piano, basse, percussion & solo de cuivre à 2'22.
ES:
Seguimos por buen camino y cimarroneando
Con la orquesta Chaworó comunicando
No hay tiempo que perder
Ni espacio para el atraso
Así que proyecta el éxito
y evita el fracaso
Vengan, traemos música
El mejor antídoto
Para el cuerpo humano
Venga traemos música
El mejor antídoto
Para el cuerpo humano
Coro 1: venga traemos música
El mejor remedio
Para el cuerpo humano
Coro 2: venga traemos música
Coro 3: ven a vacilar con la música
EN:
We continue on the right track and cimarroneando
With the Chaworó orchestra communicating
There is no time to lose
Nor room for delay
So project success
And avoid failure
Come, we bring music
The best antidote
For the human body
Come, we bring music
The best antidote
For the human body
Chorus 1: Come we bring music
The best remedy
For the human body
Chorus 2: come we bring music
Chorus 3: come and swing to the music
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Paroles ... Hypnotic & swaying Latin pop-rock with tropical vibes, sung in ...Hypnotic & swaying Latin pop-rock with tropical vibes, sung in Spanish. Electric guitar solo @ 3'47. Male singer, Hammond organ, rhythmics, trombones.
Hay cuando estoy pensando en ti, todo es felicidad.Y aún en ultra mar, yo te debo lealtad.No es por que algo haya pasado, lo que pasa es que te extraño de la luna al mar.Ay no puedo evitar, Sentirme solo como para variar.No busco una esperanza, solo busco tu caminar. No es porque todo haya acabado, lo que pasa es que sin ti me canso, de respirar.
Ella y yo. Ella y yo. Nunca supimos cómo comenzar, ni cómo terminar. Y al recordar su gran amor, que el corazón no sienta nada, se lo prohíbo, lo prohíbo.
Uh Uh Nara Ne, Uh nara ne, Uh nara ne Uh Uh Nara Ne, Uh nara ne, Uh nara ne
La playa y el mar, eran la analogía de tu mirar.Ahora ya no son nada, si a tu lado yo ya no quiero estar.
Y en mi reflexión, giro y vuelvo a la misma conclusión. Por los golpes que nos dimos los dos, quedan cicatrices en el interior. Perdóname, Perdóname no había otra manera, me alejé de este dolor.
Ella y yo. Ella y yo. Nunca supimos cómo comenzar, ni cómo terminar.Y al recordar su gran amor, que el corazón no sienta nada, se lo prohibo, lo prohibo.
Paroles ... Fun & swaying Mexican corrido, sung in Spanish. Male voice, ...Fun & swaying Mexican corrido, sung in Spanish. Male voice, accordion, pinched double bass, Jarana Huasteca, Jarana Jarocha, snare drum-rolls.
Queriendo correr ya gateaba,Queriendo de todo chillaba,Mi papá vivía de artesanías. Ahora yo canto por nada,Extraño mi tierra y mi mamá,Me lleva la gente en su algarabía. Los veo y me siento a contar Monedas que no me darán La felicidad de la noche y el día. La verdad es que soy incapazDe poder cambiarlo que no sabría. Niño llorón, daría la vida por un poquitico de amor Niño llorón, me duele volver a tener que mirarte a los ojos, Porque el tiempo nos dejó
¡Niño llorón! ¡Niño llorón!
Queriendo tener tu mirada Pusiste atención, me veías las manos vacías ¿Qué te pediría?
Las palabras se pasan de largo Tal vez el siguiente sería Quien se apiadaría de ver por mi vida. Niño llorón, daría la vida por un poquitico de amor Niño llorón, me duele volver a tener que mirarte a los ojos Niño llorón, apenas tus penas se alivian con música, ¡ay, Dios!Niño llorón, no pierdas, mujer, la esperanza. ¡Ten fe en el amor!Porque el tiempo nos dejó, porque el tiempo nos dejó
Paroles ... Rhythmic & uplifting love song in a Mexican folk style, sung in ...Rhythmic & uplifting love song in a Mexican folk style, sung in Spanish. Male singer, Jarana Huasteca, guacharaca, strings, requinto solo @ 1'40.
Tenerte me fascina y me provoca Arrancarte de mi piel y mi memoria Nos vemos, nos olemos, nos besamos Y mi sexto sentido me cuestiona, ¿Nos amamos?¿Nos amamos? Esclavo de un impulso, una mascota Que se tiene, pero nunca se le toca Presiento que me huyes y no importa Solo fuimos cómplices de una derrota ¿Nos cegamos?¿Nos cegamos? Eran labios color rojo carmesí Se llevaban lo que quedaba de mí Yo recuerdo aquel intenso frenesí Y no siento ser aquel que una vez fui Amanece, Amanece, Amanece, Ama... Tenerte me fascina y me provoca Arrancarte de mi piel y mi memoria Nos vemos, nos olemos, nos besamos Y mi sexto sentido me cuestiona, ¿Nos amamos? ¿Nos amamos? Eran labios color rojo carmesí Se llevaban lo que quedaba de mí Yo recuerdo aquel intenso frenesí Y no siento ser aquel que una vez fui Eran labios color rojo carmesí Se llevaban lo que quedaba de mí Yo recuerdo aquel intenso frenesí Y no siento ser aquel que una vez fui Amanece, Amanece, Amanece, Ama...
Instrumental. Rhythmic & uplifting track in a Mexican folk style. ...Instrumental. Rhythmic & uplifting track in a Mexican folk style. Strings, Jarana Huasteca, guacharaca, requinto solo @ 1'40.
Hey girl tell me what’s wrong with youYour words just fill me with pain girlI’m not your kind Hey girl, help me understandThe world is in your hands girlDon’t be blind Hey girl tell me what’s wrong with youYour words just fill me with pain girlI’m not your kind Tell me, we go where you pleaseWe cross the seven seas girl, night and dayBelieve me, it’s all about you and meNo need to cry I’ll dry those tears girl, night and day In my world, everything’s blue and greenDon’t you know you’re my queen girl, come by my side Forever, we’ll make plans togetherTry a little bit harder, don’t be sad Tell me, we go where you pleaseWe cross the seven seas girl, night and dayBelieve me, it’s all about you and meNo need to cry I’ll dry those tears girl, night and day
Paroles ... Chanson. Chanté en italien. Jazzy & amusant. Voix d'homme, jazz ...Chanson. Chanté en italien. Jazzy & amusant. Voix d'homme, jazz band, mandoline & rythmique.
ItalianoMio povero amico come stai?
cosa sta succedendo? (cosa sta succedendo?)
vedo che sei sempre giù di forma,
mi sembri molto triste,
e poi non ridi mai.
Dimmi che cosa c'è di sbagliato
non ti riconosco più (non ti riconosco più)
Bisogna che lo dica a tua madre
che sei un po’ palliduccio,
e che non mangi più.
Mio Pippo,
mio Peppe,
Peppino, non ti preoccupar,
Aspetta, con calma,
sicuro, che tua moglie tornerà
andiamo vieni, vieni, vieni con me
fuori fuori, non ti preoccupar,
tua moglie tornerà!
Ora va a rasarti quella barba,
e fa una bella doccia, (e fa una bella doccia,)
scegliei una camicia ben pulita,
pulita e ben stirata,
e il tuo capello nero
Ti porterò in un buon ristorante
a mangiare un po’ di pasta (a mangiar' un po’ di pasta) Vedremo tutte le belle ragazze,
passando per la strada
che mostrano le gambe.
Mio Pippo,
mio Peppe,
Peppino, non ti preoccupar,
Aspetta, con calma,
sicuro, che tua moglie tornerà
andiamo vieni, vieni, vieni con me
fuori fuori, non ti preoccupar,
tua moglie tornerà!
Français
Mon pauvre ami comment vas-tu ? Qu’est-ce qui t’arrive ? Je vois que tu es de moins en moins en forme, Tu as l’air très triste, Et tu ne ris jamais. Dis-moi ce qui ne va pas Je ne te reconnais plus Il faut le dire à ta mère Que tu es un peu trop pâle, Et que tu ne manges plus.
Mon Pippo, Mon Peppe, Peppino, Ne t’en fais pas Attends, Calmement, C’est sûr, Ta femme reviendra Allez, viens, viens, viens avec moi Sortons, ne t’inquiète pas Ta femme reviendra
Allez, va raser cette barbe, Et prends-toi une bonne douche Choisis une belle chemise propre, Propre et bien repassée, Et ton chapeau noir Je t’emmène dans un bon restaurant Manger des pâtes Nous regarderons toutes les jolies filles Qui se baladent dans la rue En montrant leurs jambes
English
My poor friend how are you doing? What happened to you? I see that you are less and less on form You look sad and you never laugh Tell me what’s up I don’t recognize you anymore Your mother should be told That you’re a bit too pale And you’re not eating anymore
My Pippo, My Peppe, Peppino, Don’t worry Wait, Be calm Your wife will come back
For sure Come on, come with me Let’s go out Don’t worry Your wife will come back
Come on, go and shave off this beard Take a good shower Pick out a nice clean shirt Clean and well-ironed And your black hat And I take you to a good restaurant We’ll eat pasta And watch the pretty girls Go by in the street Showing off their legs.
Si tu crois que je t'aime un jour Ne crois pas que c'est pour toujours Tout les mots sont toujours de tropOui je sais c'est
moi le plus beau ,carJe suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau un vrai S
Je suis un SJ’y peux rien j'ai ça dans la peau
Allergique aux sentimentsRange les donc avec tes calmantsTu sent pas comme une drôle d'odeur?J’aime pas l'amour,J’aime pas l'amour, car Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau un vrai S Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro Je suis un SJ’y peux rien j'ai ça dans la peau Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro
Si tu crois que je t'aime un jour Ne crois pas que c'est pour toujours Tout les mots sont toujours de tropOui je sais c'est
moi le plus beau ,carJe suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau un vrai S
Je suis un SJ’y peux rien j'ai ça dans la peau
Allergique aux sentimentsRange les donc avec tes calmantsTu sent pas comme une drôle d'odeur?J’aime pas l'amour,J’aime pas l'amour, car Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau un vrai S Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro Je suis un SJ’y peux rien j'ai ça dans la peau Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro
Paroles ... Psychobilly, puissant & imposant. Solo guitare @1'52. Chanté en ...Psychobilly, puissant & imposant. Solo guitare @1'52. Chanté en espagnol. Rock band.
Sírveme una copa del mejor veneno tócame una nota que me ayude a morir quiero seguir siendo un humano obsceno llévame a un lugar donde te pueda mentir
ya no quiero, ya no quiero, quiero quererte solo quiero, solo quiero, quiero morir. Dentro del espejo verás siempre mi sombra sombra que te excita y no te deja dormir dentro de mis ojos el color se transforma forma de serpiente que te me ayuda a fingir
ya no quiero, ya no quiero, quiero quererte solo quiero, solo quiero, quiero morir.
One time for your mindOne time for your mind通过一束阳光让你感到存在One time for your mind永远不会在乎，在乎也不会明白各种感觉不再有，这感觉就在现在 One time 给你一次机会One time 调着相机的机位从此不是异类 如果这种节奏快到不能呼吸没关系 后面再来一句旋律开始不停的说从开始从未停留上次拍照花了很多行头快马加鞭我们还在江湖路上行走 One time for your mindFeel your own existence through a ray of sunshineOne time for your mindNever careOr care and never understandThere are no more feelings, this feeling is just right nowOne time give you a chanceOne time adjust the camera’s positionNot a different kind from now on If this rhythm is too fast to breath It’s ok, one more sentence later the melody stars to talk Never stayed from the beginning It took a lot of clothes to take pictures last timeHurry up, we’re still in this world
Paroles ... Electro rock. Rageur & puissant. Rock band avec chanteur.
Do what you likeWhat you wanna doTry another layWhen you want it toGimme me what you like When you want it pleaseStuck in burning skyAnd you feel diseaseListenAre you smokingAre you drinkingAre you junkyStay in the crowdDo you feel the grooveNoises in your headGonna make you foolKeep yourself aliveNight will be so longTake another potAnd you feel so strong
Paroles ... Chanson pop brésilienne basée sur un rythme de samba. "Le cobra ...Chanson pop brésilienne basée sur un rythme de samba. "Le cobra vert ne me mord pas, je préfère rester sans douleur dans les bras d'une femme..." Chanteur, apito, claves, sourdo, pandeiro, boîte & rythmes, synthétiseur de basse et touches
BR:
Cobra Verde não me morde pra quem não tem curador,
nos braços de uma morena eu morro e não fica a dor
ENG:
Green snake don't bite me for those who don't have a healer,
in the arms of a brunette I die, there's no pain
Paroles ... Glam Rock 70s. Energique, puissant, vivant, indomptable, provoquant & ...Glam Rock 70s. Energique, puissant, vivant, indomptable, provoquant & déterminé. Rock band avec voix masculine. Guitare lead @ 1'21.
Late night talking
Late night drinking
Late night fooling
Late night sleeping
Late night talking
Late night drinking
Last walking on the edge
Last night thinking about revenge
You slept on
The razorblade
Late night driving
Late night thinking
Late night hoping
Late night longing
