"Wife of Mazengo, king of all the gogos". Cipande. Polyphony. Male's ..."Wife of Mazengo, king of all the gogos". Cipande. Polyphony. Male's choir & manyanga (Tanzanian maracas).
Letras ... Long melody, followed by dance airs. Violin, male voice & uçtelli ...Long melody, followed by dance airs. Violin, male voice & uçtelli (Turkish lute) @ 4'45.
A la source pierreuse, j'ai lavé ma main / Ma belle, je n'ai pu te demander quel est ton état / Belle jeune épouse qui te tiens à la porte / Donne moi ce que j'attends, et ne prend pas ma vie // Du jardin, s'épanouit une branche de coing / Le rouge de ton foulard a blessé mon front / Ma belle, que vas-tu faire de tout ce bien ? / La fin, c'est mourir, tel est l'état du monde !
Ven, échate a mi lado y descubramos el amor aquí los dosQue yo ya no puedo parar esta avalancha de calorY aunque me falten las palabras y me sobre el dolorQuiero que sepas que aquí te doy todo lo que me ha dado DiosVen, enséñame un mundo que muchos no quieren verLlévame hasta el cielo y por favor no me dejes caerQue estas alas cargan años de sudorY este corazón no tiene paciencia, ni tiempo pa’ perder Ay, ay, amorSi supieras cuánto te he esperadoSi supieras cuánto me costó crecerY si me hubieras visto el día que me tocó nacerEl día que me tocó nacerVen, échate a mi lado y destapemos las heridas bajo el solMirémonos cara a cara, frente a frente y sin temorY es que es más fácil condenar que tratar de entenderQue esta vals es para todos y hay que saber bailarlo bien Ay, ay, amorSi supieras cuánto te he esperadoSi supieras cuánto me costó crecerY si me hubieras visto el día que me tocó nacerEl día que me tocó nacerA ver, a verY cuando pienso en time siento en casaY cuando estás aquíno importa nadaSi te siento lejoste sueñocon ilusión y desenfrenoY cuando me tocassoy plenode lado a lado y cuerpo enteroY cuando me mirasyo entiendoque sin ti yo vivir no puedoVen, amor.Ven amor y sáname.Ay, ay, heyVen, amor, amorVen amor y sáname.
FR:
Si tu m'avais vu au moment où j'ai vu le jourViens, allonge toi à mes côtés, et découvrons l'amour ici à deuxJe ne peux déjà plus arrêter cette avalanche de chaleurEt bien que les paroles me manquent et qu'il me reste la douleurJe veux que tu saches qu'ici, je te donne tout ce que m'a donné Dieu Viens, apprend moi un monde que beaucoup ne veulent pas voirEmmène moi jusqu'au ciel y s'il te plaît, ne me laisse pas tomberQue ces ailes portent des années de sueurEt ce cœur n'a pas de patience, ni de temps à perdre Ay, ay, mon amourSi tu savais combien je t'ai attenduSi tu savais combien ça m'a couté de croireEt si tu m'avais vu au moment où j'ai vu le jourQuand j'ai vu le jour Viens, allonge toi à mes côtés, et ouvrons nos blessures sur le solRegardons nous tête à tête, face à face y sans crainteEt c'est que c'est plus facile de condamner qu d'essayer de comprendreQue cette valse est pour tous y qu'il faut bien savoir la danser Ay, ay, mon amourSi tu savais combien je t'ai attenduSi tu savais combien ça m'a couté de croireEt si tu m'avais vu au moment où j'ai vu le jourQuand j'ai vu le jour Allez, allezEt quand je pense à toiJe me sens à la maisonEt quand tu es iciRien ne compteSi je te sens loinJe rêve de toiAvec illusion et frénésie Et quant tu me toucheJe suis entierD'un bout à l'autreEt le corps entierEt quand tu me regardesJe comprendsQue sans toi, vivre je ne le peux pas Viens amour, y guéri moiAy, ay, heyViens, amour, amourViens amour, y guéri moi
Letras ... Sipsi (Turkish clarinet), saz (Turkish lute) & singing.
Maudite jeunesse ! Elle est venue, elle a passé comme le vent / Son goût intact est resté comme du miel / Et moi, comme un étranger, je n'ai pas aimé ta nuque, bien-aimée parfumée de giroflée / Libre aux étrangers qui t'aiment, jeune mariée sans destin // L'appel à la prière du matin retentit / Le son des appels à la prière touche mon cœur / Celui dont l'aimée est belle s'introduit dès le premier soir / Celui dont l'aimée est laide en veut à son Dieu puissant.
I’m gonna beA fixed point in the daylightA fuzzy tree in a big and green areaA misunderstanding in the eyes of the curiousA white street in the brightnessA vehement garden, a squall and silenceA blank page about the meaning An opened sky to the speechless desiresI’m gonna beOlderFinally To smile to whom i wantI’m gonna beOlderFinally 3000 miles, 2 trains, one bus, 2 boatsAnd the light in the morningAnd the humidity of the meetingAnd a vague feeling aboutThe reason of a so long journeyTo smile to whom i want
Was there a boy, on way, awake ?Spending time alone, and staying ?Gathering bunch of grass and spray,Beholding sounds and touch the breath,Beyond,The mask,Masked boy, white mask, and straight maskMasked boy, white mask, and straight,Mask,Masked boy, white mask, and straight Was there a girl, on way, awake ?Spending time alone, and staying ?Gathering bunch of grass and spray,Beholding sounds and touch the breath,Beyond,The mask,Masked boy, white mask, and straight maskMasked boy, white mask, and straight,Mask,Masked boy, white mask, and straight Wandering boy, or girl, or boy and girlAnyway
not there and not hidden,Foxtake your responsibilitiesI can see youI do, scatter youIt is not the road to be taken, don’t speak, don’t thinkAnd cover your mouth, but show your eyesI have to see where your’ looking atGo on TV the boredom is there to listen to youHow many we have lost, won, received share, to takeShow you on the webHow many evictions this year ? How many flights ? How many expulsion today ?How many expulsions this year?
White, salt, pearle fallFall on the ground,And disapear The day goes, slow downWhere do we go from here ? Hold me and tell me,Why on the ground, and here ? All your fingers inside,As time goes byAs a little wave on my backThe reasons change as clouds Pass all the day so slowly, Hold me and tell me why i go away and far And when the wind gets up, i’m never sure,To walk, on the good side.
Letras ... 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
Letras ... Hip-hop/Nu soul. Laid back. male vocal. female voice. BPM 92
THE LIGHT Lyrics by Mattic Parks and Astrid Engberg. Music by Oogo.
Fantastic (multiple repeat throughout song) Oogo Oogo Fantastic Chomsky
I be on the planet I be rocking that shit I be on the planet I be making them hits
MR. FANTASTIC
III beats from the words I speak It's the light from the uh…uh uh
Banka Wax Tailor Mr Gib Mr Fantastic
I be on the Planet I be rocking them beats We be on the planet we be making that heat We be on the planet and the style is unique
Our shit is big ocean and your shit is a creek On your territory I'm ah take ah leak let it all out Top high like Mt. Everest to the peak for you mountain climbers we be on the planet
Yea baby come and give me kiss on he cheek That is the style from beneath Underground, Underground from the PLANET
Get up in the morning black coffee milk is overdue pick up some old cassette set my feelings
I take my time says a friend of mine but I don't mind, I don't mind if I don't find They get to go
see me laying Think 4 yourself x2 Cause the streets don't seem gray when you're on my mind and when you know well I feel fine
How about you ?
Description of your problems Man I know it all connects Get up on the go You never going to figure out talking to everybody need to think for yourself I say
This mans there's dimensions you ain't tapped in yet. Got your focus all wrong but I bet The test is a classroom and you might fail win some lose some, it's all swell.
Description of your problems I know the next person need to get up on the go, got to get up on the, get up on the… You never going to figure out taking advice Got ah think, got ah think, got ah think for yourself allright.
