Letras ... Psychobilly, agressive & violent. Solo guitare @0'45 et @1'30, rhythm ...Psychobilly, agressive & violent. Solo guitare @0'45 et @1'30, rhythm change @2'43. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.
No debo no debo seguirteno puedo no puedo pararme quieres me quieres violarte quiero te quiero matarporque yo prefiero verte muerta que dentro de mi! no puedes dejar de mentirte, Te asusta no puedes saltarMe quieres me quieres cortarte quiero te quiero matarporque yo prefiero verte muerta que dentro de mi! Intenta, Intenta morirteyo nunca me voy a callarme quieres me quieres ahorcarY yo te quiero te quiero matarporque yo prefiero verte muerta que dentro de mi! te quiero te quiero matarte quiero te quiero ver muertate quiero te quiero matarte quiero te quiero ver muertame quieres me quieres violary yo te quiero matar porque yo prefiero verte muerta que dentro de mi!
Psychobilly, agressive & violent. Solo guitare @0'45 et @1'30, rhythm ...Psychobilly, agressive & violent. Solo guitare @0'45 et @1'30, rhythm change @2'43. Rock band.
Letras ... Blues rock, introspective & desolated. Change in the dynamics @3'10. ...Blues rock, introspective & desolated. Change in the dynamics @3'10. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.
Satánica la musica de hoy Satánica me dicen que soy estas dormido y sonámbulo metete tu religion por el ... Tu tu tu ru... tu tu ru ru ru Satánica la televisiónmi vida yo la paso en prisión estoy tan harto de tu religión ahora soy libre de tu maldición Tu tu tu ru... tu tu ru ru ru Satánica yo no nací Satánica voy a morir Satánica yo no nací Tatuado yo voy a morir
Letras ... Blues rock, attitude & introspective. Guitar solo @1'18, change in ...Blues rock, attitude & introspective. Guitar solo @1'18, change in the dynamics @2'30. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.
Yo vomito letras letras de mi muerte yo vomito letras letras de mi muertePorque esta vida me indigestame indigesta tanta fiestaestoy buscando unos demonios que quieran jugar... Yo vomito letras letras de ultratumba yo vomito letras letras de ultratumbay aunque sencilla sea mi muerteno habrá flores en mi tumbaY aun me quedan candelabros que apagar... Yo vomito letras letras de mi suerte yo vomito letras letras de mi suertey escupiré con todas mis fuerzas aunque mi verso te atormente vomitaría hasta mis huesos sin dudar !!
Yo vomito letras letras de mi muerte yo vomito letras letras de mi muertePorque la vida me indigestame indigesta tanta fiestaestoy buscando unas demonias que quieran jugar...
Country rock / road movie. Confident, panoramic & steady. Electric ...Country rock / road movie. Confident, panoramic & steady. Electric guitar solo @ 1'34. Folk guitar, electric guitar & rhythm.
Back to the 80's featuring analog synth theme. Romantic & serene ...Back to the 80's featuring analog synth theme. Romantic & serene intro building-up to triumphant & majestic climax & resolution.
A track ideal for crime comedies creating a funny suspense with ...A track ideal for crime comedies creating a funny suspense with marimba, drums and vibraphone.
A track ideal for crime comedies creating a funny suspense with ...A track ideal for crime comedies creating a funny suspense with marimba, drums, clarinet, flute, bassoon and vibraphone.
Letras ... Glam Rock 70s. Exuberant, energetic, fun, lightly, lively & ...Glam Rock 70s. Exuberant, energetic, fun, lightly, lively & confident. Rock n' roll with a dandy & quirky touch. Chorus @ 0'24. Rock band with male vocal & lead guitar.
Talk to the breeze Take in the light Here's a place to crash and crucify God will see you later
See you tonight So you will know How you make a fire, breathing snow Finger on the trigger Eyes around a stripper
« This is the place I wanna die in ! »
Fakin' the tease Spit in the sky Lose it all the way, just be this guy Devil, get your horns up
I see you fly You see me flow Stuck into the night birds' rodeo Strangers in the corners Crossing all the borders
Freak city Sixty three Enter and escape free
Freakin' sight Skirts 'n tights Barking at the moonlight
Take it easy, let the freak/beast in ya grow Kiss a guy and call him Coco Bello Freak city Sixty three
Retro futurism in spirit of the 80's. Technologic & scientific. ...Retro futurism in spirit of the 80's. Technologic & scientific. Arpeggiator, analog synth layers & TR808 drum machine. Suggested for cyber activity & technological research.
Italiano : RitornelloChe bella storia, storia d'amore, amore mio, mi porti sù, sù, sù
lassù nel cielo, cielo d'estate solo per noi. (l'estat' è solo per noi) Strofa :Noi siam' felici il giorno la notte con cento mila baci l'amore è sempre piu dolce mi porta sempre più in alto, sempre più forte Français :
RefrainQuelle belle histoire, Histoire d'amour, Mon amour, tu m'emportes là-haut, la-haut dans le ciel, le ciel d'été, rien que pour nous (l'été n'est rien que pour nous.) Couplet:Nous sommes heureux le jour et la nuit avec cent mille baisers l'amour est toujours plus doux il m'emporte toujours plus haut Et toujours plus fort. English :
ChorusWhat a lovely story A love story My love You take me up there Up there in the sky The summer sky Just for us (the summer just for us)
VerseWe are happy Day and night With a hundred thousand kisses Love is always sweeter It takes me up there And always more intense
Letras ... Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Slow. Sad & sentimental. Female voice, ...Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Slow. Sad & sentimental. Female voice, synth & rhythm.
ItalianoIl nero, Il nero che rimane e copre tutto Da quando il fuoco è spento Anche il tuo sguardo è svanito Il nero
La cenere avvolge il ricordo Ci siamo consumati In troppe discussioni, questo è vero, Ma ora un velo nero Offusca il tuo cuor
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del tuo amore Nascerebbe una speranza Come nasce un fiore dalla neve
A volte Dalla cenere può nascere un fiore Dalle tenebre una luce Dalla notte un nuovo giorno, così Per noi un’alba rosa Solo per te
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del tuo amore Nascerebbe una speranza Come nasce un fiore dalla neve
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del mio amore Ti proteggerei Disegna un cerchio attorno al moi cuore La grazia del tuo sguardo Corri assieme a me Vivi assieme a me Guarda verso me Amore
Français
Le noir qui reste et recouvre tout Depuis que le feu est éteint Ton regard même s’est évanouit Le noir
Les cendres enveloppent le souvenir Nous nous sommes consumés Dans trop de discussions c’est certain Mais maintenant un voile noir Assombrit ton cœur
Si je pouvais raviver La flamme de ton amour L’espérance naitrait Comme naît une fleur de la neige
Parfois De la cendre peut naître une fleur Des ténèbres une lumière De la nuit un jour nouveau, ainsi Pour nous une aube rose Seulement pour toi
Si je pouvais raviver La flamme de mon amour Je te protègerais Dessine un cercle autour de mon cœur La grâce de ton regard Court avec moi Vit avec moi Regarde vers moi Amour
English
It’s the black that remains and covers everything Since the fire went out Even the look in your eyes has vanished The black
Memory is shrouded in ash We consumed ourselves Too many discussions for sure But now a black veil Darkens your heart
If I could revive The flame of your love Hope would be born Like a flower in the snow
Sometimes From the cinders a flower is born From the shadows comes light From the night a new day And so for us a rosy dawn Only for you
If I could revive
the flame of my love I would protect you Draw a circle around my heart The grace of your look Walks with me Lives with me Watches with me Love
Letras ... Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Slow. Langourous & melancholic. Male ...Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Slow. Langourous & melancholic. Male voice, electric guitar, organ & rhythm.
Italiano Solo una notte in più
Aspetta amore, non te ne anda
Voglio lasciare la mia pelle incontrare la tua
Come se fosse la prima volta
E bruciare come se fosse l'ultima
Solo una notte in più
Speriamo ché il domani, non venga mai
Senza parole, senza promesse, solo il suono dell'amore
Guarderemo il sole tramontare
Metterò nella nostra camera centomila stelle
Français
Juste une nuit de plus
Attends mon amour, ne t'en va pas
Je veux laisser ma peau rencontrer la tienne Comme si c'était la première fois
Et brûler comme si c'était la dernière
Juste une nuit de plus Espérons que demain ne vienne jamais Sans paroles, sans promesses Rien que le son de l'amour On regardera le soleil se coucher Et je mettrai dans notre chambre Cent mille étoiles
English
Just one more night Wait my love, don’t go I want to let my skin meet yours As if it was the first time And burn as if it were the last
Just one more night Let’s hope tomorrow never comes Without worlds, without promises Only the sound of love We will watch the sun goes down And I will bring a thousand stars In our bedroom
Letras ... Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Dancing, joyful & exotic. Male voice, ...Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Dancing, joyful & exotic. Male voice, electric guitar, strings, brass & rhythm.
ItalianoDivent' un uomo fatto, Lei torna ragazza, ma quanto sto bene, quando quando ma quanto sto bene, quà , tra le braccia di tua madre!
Ha la pudore d'una bimba, E la dolcezza d'una mamma, l'appettito di una leonessa, e l'esperienza d'una regina, ah...
Le pesche non mi piacciono se sono verdi, Le pere, non mi piacciono se sono dure, le donne sono com' i frutti, migliore se sono mature. Lei sa placar' il mio ardore Posso gli aprir' il mio cuore, Dice che io la faccio ridere ma non mi parla di matrimonio!
Français
Je deviens un homme mûr Elle redevient jeune fille Mais qu’est-ce que je me sens bien
Quand, quand Qu'est-ce que je suis bien Là, dans les bras de ta mère
Elle a la pudeur d'une enfant Et la douceur d'une mère L'appétit d'une lionne Et l'expérience d'une reine, ah...
Les pêches ne me plaisent pas si elles sont vertes Les poires ne me plaisent pas si elles sont dures Les femmes sont comme les fruits Meilleures quand elles sont mûres
Elle sait calmer mon ardeur Je peux lui ouvrir mon cœur Elle dit que je la fais rire Mais ne parle pas de mariage.
English
I am becoming a mature man She is becoming a young girl How good I feel When when How good I feel Here in your mother’s arms
She has a child’s modesty And a sweetness of a mother The appetite of a lioness And the experience of a queen, ah…
I don’t like peaches when they’re green I don’t like pears when they’re hard Women are like fruit Better when they are ripe
She knows how to cool my ardour I can open my heart to her She says that I make her laugh But don’t talk to me about marriage
