Paroles ... Nocturne, en suspens & relax. Duo de voix, piano, contrebasse & ...Nocturne, en suspens & relax. Duo de voix, piano, contrebasse & rythmique.
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
Paroles ... Nocturne, en suspens & relax. Duo de voix, piano, contrebasse & ...Nocturne, en suspens & relax. Duo de voix, piano, contrebasse & rythmique.
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
Paroles ... 1ère part. Ballade jazz. Chanson sentimentale & confidentielle. ...1ère part. Ballade jazz. Chanson sentimentale & confidentielle. 2ème part @ 1'30 medium swing. Chanteuse, orchestre jazz, vibraphone, piano, cuivres & rythmique. Changement de tempo @ 1'33. Coda avec sax alto solo @ 2'06.
No Dice (It’s Time to Leave)
Words and music John Greaves
Not prone to exaggerating
No more than my conscience allows
I tend more to understating
Rather than looking a fool
Don’t like giving the game away
I keep my cards close to my chest
Just in case it’s my lucky day
I don’t want to spoil my chances
Joking apart this poor old heart is
Worn out on my sleeve
It’s time to leave
I’m no percentage player
I’ll tear off every layer
And later I’ll be cleaned out
Washed up mangled,
Hanging on the line to dry.
Paroles ... Raffiné, relax & nocturne. Chanteuse, piano, guitare jazz & ...Raffiné, relax & nocturne. Chanteuse, piano, guitare jazz & rythmique. solo de guitare @ 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
Oh why don't you take me to the moonI'll fly with you in a baloonand there you'll kiss me and we will walk back to you. Oh this is just happening all too soonmy life looks like a cartoonand then you'll kiss meand i am all stuck with you. And I oh Ijust wanna fly highwhatever you say i'll blindly go your wayto the sky And when we kissit seems as if we're glued togetherforever and ever'till the end of time. Oh why don't you take me to the moonI'll fly with you in a baloonand there you'll kiss me and we will walk back to you. Tu tu ru tu to you.
Paroles ... Chanson en français. Jazz. Confiant & paisible. Voix d'homme & de ...Chanson en français. Jazz. Confiant & paisible. Voix d'homme & de femme, piano, accordéon, basse & batterie.
Interprètes : John Greaves (vx)
Himiko Paganotti (vx)
Sophia Domancich (pn)
David Venitucci (acc)
Simon Goubert (dr)
Bernard Paganotti (bs)
Au jour de fête de ma tête Le soleil éblouit mes rêves Je vois la rose et le muguet Danser au feu de ma gaieté
Brûlent les jours dans un sourire
Couleurs odeurs tout avive La flamme tendre de ma vie Le parfum voluptueux des jours Etourdit le cœur de mes sens
Brûlent les jours dans un sourire
Pourquoi pleurer quand la vie va Le noir destin dort sur la rive Et passe la barque de mon trépasPremier arrêt vers la dérive
Brûlent les jours dans un sourire
Et je rame vers l’au-delà Une rame ici et une rame là Avec la crainte de la fiancée Désordonnée mais décidée Une flamme lèche ma joie Où irai-je si ce n’est là Où reposent tous les sans foi Dans le lit du Nirvana FEAST DAY
The day of my head’s feast day My dreams are dazzled by the sun I see the rose and the lily of the valley Dancing to the fire of my joy The days are burning in a smile
Colours and smells brighten The tender flame of my life The voluptuous perfume of my days Makes dizzy the heart of my senses
Why cry when life is ok The dark destiny sleeps on the bank And the barque of my demise passes by
And I row towards the hereafter An oar here and a oar there With the dread of the betrothed Disoriented but determined
A flame licks at my joy Where will I go if not there Where all the faithless lie in repose In the bed of Nirvana
Paroles ... Chanson années 40. Cabaret. Sensuel & mélancolique. Chanteuse, ...Chanson années 40. Cabaret. Sensuel & mélancolique. Chanteuse, orchestre à cordes, piano & trompette.
C’est fini Mon chériC’est finiC’est la vieJe m’ennuieMais je t’oublieC’est la vieTant pis Nous n’irons plus dans cette chambre bleueAvec un balcon sur la merNous n’aurons plus tous ces matins grisEnlacés mais solitaires
English translation :
It’s over That’s lifeIt’s overMy darlingThat’s lifeI am boredBut I forget youThat’s lifeToo bad We’ll never go again to that blue roomWith a balcony over the seaWe’ll never again see those grey morningsEntwined but alone
Version instrumentale. Années 40. Romantique, raffiné & sensuel. ...Version instrumentale. Années 40. Romantique, raffiné & sensuel. Orchestre à cordes, bois, piano & cuivres.
Paroles ... Chanson en français. Déterminé & jazzy. Voix d'homme & de femme, ...Chanson en français. Déterminé & jazzy. Voix d'homme & de femme, programmation, Fender, basse & batterie. Interprètes : Eric Daniel (vx)
Himiko Paganotti (vx)
Sophia Domancich (Fender Rhodes)
Bernard Paganotti (bs)
Simon Goubert (dr)
Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde Dans un champ des fruits murs Sur une plage deux beaux seins Et sur l’eau un mat’lot Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde
Dans ma rue des bobos Refont l’monde, dans l’ métro Des clodos de not’ monde Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde Sous les ors du palais Il fait bon, il fait frais,
On sourit à not’ monde Une loi, bonne loi Est votée donnant l’droit D’interdire notre monde Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde C’est la joie et tant pisSi le monde s’rétrécit Aux heureux de ce monde
Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde Au dehors sur la mer, Dans l’désert on est pris On périt entre soi Comme des chiens Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde
In a field of ripe fruitsOn a beach two beautiful breasts And on the water a sailor
Hop hop goes the world Hop hop hop our world
In my street the young bourgeois Are changing the world In the metro the trumps of our world
Hop hop goes the world Hop hop hop our world
In the splendour of the palace It feels fine, it’s cool We can smile at our world A law a good law Is voted giving us the right To prohibit our world What joy! and too badIf the world is getting narrower For these lucky people
Hop hop goes the world Hop hop hop our world
They are far away, they are nothing Their black hands scratches the sky
Paroles ... Féminin, mélancolique & en suspens. Chanteuse avec piano.
FOR BETTER OR WORSEOne more day to wake up with the sunStarring at the steam of his hot coffee behind him his family He’s been trying, trying hard but there’s no mercyIt’s one more day to accept his destinyIf it’s cold outside, if he’s burning inside No dreams and no needs He’s gotta carry on For better or worse, he would keep on Dealing with hopes and blames For better or worse, he’ll just carry on Never reviving the flame Frozen in the daily game For better or worse. One more day to stand up with the sun She doesn’t even know if she slept last night The pills are no longer workin’ so right One more day to fight, to fight with her own mind Dizzy, empty, it’s freezing inside The rooms don’t change, but the complain remains Hoping of tomorrow and a new beginning Today again she’ll end, sittin in the dark And carry on. For better or worse, they would keep on Dealing with hopes and blames For better or worse, they just carry on Never reviving the flame Frozen in the daily game One more day to head home with the risin’ sun Like any other night she ran after the money The black sunglasses can’t hide you honeyOne more day she’ll sleep away, she’ll sleep away her life The smell of the strangers like a thousand knives Cause she believed so wrong, her youth is runnin’She can’t find the right path, though her bell is ringin’ So she swears that the next day, she’ll new begin But she’ll carry on.. For better or worse, they would keep on Dealing with hopes and blames For better or worse, they carry on Never reviving the flame Frozen in the daily game I see them every morning, everyday Did they ever know what it is to live for? Have they ever seen the true picture or Will they ever remember what their dreams were…For better or worse, they would keep on Dealing with hopes and blames For better or worse, they just keep on Never reviving the flame Frozen in the daily game For better or worse.
