Letras ... Uptempo song. Male lead vocal & ensemble. Electric guitar chorus @ ...Uptempo song. Male lead vocal & ensemble. Electric guitar chorus @ 0'32 & 1'52.
Yo quiero bailar la cumbia yo quiero bailarla yaLa quiero bailar contigo cuando no esté tu mama (Bis) Pero ahora solo quiero bailar y bailar bailar y bailar y bailarbailar y bailar y bailar y bailar y bailar y bailar y bailarpero solo quiero bailar y bailar y amarte y bailar y seguir girando y seguir girando
Y seguir girando girando girando girando y girando Y seguir girando
Yo quiero bailar la cumbia yo quiero bailarla yaLa quiero bailar contigo cuando no esté tu mama
Pero ahora solo quiero bailar y bailar y amarte bailar y bailar pero solo quiero bailar y bailar y bailar y bailar y bailar y bailar pero solo quiero bailar y bailar y amarte y bailary seguir girando y seguir girando Y seguir girando girando girando girando y seguir girando Esta es la cumbia la verdadera la que viene bien llanera la cumbia de verdad!
Letras ... Cumbia song. Lively & positive. Male vocal, rhythm & ethnic flute ...Cumbia song. Lively & positive. Male vocal, rhythm & ethnic flute (flauta de millo).
Siga a ese taxi señor siga a ese taxi siga a ese taxi señor siga a ese taxi En ese taxi se va mi enamorada oiga que se me va mi enamorada en ese taxi se va mi enamorada oiga que se me va mi enamorada Siga a ese taxi señor siga a ese taxi sigalo si sigalo si sigalo sigalo sigalo sigalo si señor sigalo sigalo sigalo si señor No pare chofer no pare chofer no pare chofer pare choferpare chofer no pare chofer, siga!Sigame a ese taxi señor siga ese taxi sigame a ese taxi señor siga ese taxi En ese taxi se va mi enamorada oiga que se va mi enamoraday en su casa me deje la llave del carro la billetera los cigarrillos y en su cartera mis documentos mi celular y en el se lleva mi vida entera
Siga ese taxi señor siga ese taxi siga a ese taxi señor siga a ese taxi sigalo si sigalo si sigalo sigalo sigalo si No pare chofer no pare chofer sigame ese taxi y no pare chofer no pare chofer sigame ese taxi y no pare chofer sigame a ese taxi y no pare chofer pare chofer, pare! sigame a ese taxi.
Letras ... Nasty & unbridled. Male voices & electronics.
Minimum wage for the galaxy babesHullo mummy sticky, i'm gonna get myself a planeJesse, jamie, suzy riding their tickets for a nameShow me my lazier, you gotta a pay day Maximum gain on planet painBallet dancer planetary super looser fameShe gets all the numbers on the shock shock gameJamming on my face, i'm the grandprix fame
Letras ... New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Determined, danceable, rhythmic & groovy. ...New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Determined, danceable, rhythmic & groovy. Singer, keyboard, bass, drum machine, synth & whistling gimmick. Suggested for fashion, dance, sport & teen culture in a 90s mood.
I’d be a killerLet me be the one, I know you want itGuess you play with me sometimes Your easy game just show exactly baby what you wantYou’re choosing me I wonder why
Oh tell me baby what you need and I can be the one You tell me how to start the fireI can’t resist a feeling that you give me cause I need to fight for love
Fight for love Take me to the starlight
—————— Take me baby to your fictional realityWhen I’m with you I feel so strongJust say a word and we will face a new realityWith you I know I’m not alone Take me to the starlight ———Tell me baby You took me by surprise You stop me when I’m wrong Show me the way and I’ll support you all along
You know how to disguise You tell me to move on You take me to your…
Letras ... 80's. Pop song. Catchy, volunteer & driving. Male singer, synth & ...80's. Pop song. Catchy, volunteer & driving. Male singer, synth & rhythm.
Coming, coming into my houseTurning, turning off the lightsRunning, running slowly runnersIf you wanna reach the crowd Heaven, bear the foolScreams of joy, leaving the road!Screams of joy, leaving the road! Catching, catching loosing your ageFalling, falling die againTalking, talking sounds of liesPainting, painting picture of rage Heaven, bear the foolScreams of joy, leaving the road!Screams of joy, leaving the road!
Italiano: A Londra sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Londra sono stato a mangiare un po’ di gnocchi. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, dei gnocchi cosi cotti, Che sembrano cemento! A Parigi sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Parigi sono stato a mangiare maccheroni. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Tre scarsi maccheroni, che del gusto solo l’ombra! Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma !Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso. A Pechino loro fanno, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Pechino loro fanno Stranissimi spaghetti. Mangiar con le bacchette, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Ma mangiar con le bacchette, c'è da diventar matto! A Miami ho ordinato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Miami ho ordinato Pesto e parmigiano. E che mi hanno portato? Mamma mia, Mamma mia, E che mi hanno portato? Ketchup e coca cola!Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso.
Français: Je suis allé à Londres, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Londres manger des gnocchis.Le chef m’a servi, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Des gnocchis tellement cuits,Qu’on aurait dit du ciment. Je suis allé à Paris, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Paris manger des maccheronis.Le chef m’a servit, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Trois pauvres maccheronis, qui n’avait que l’ombre de leur goût ! Ah Mamma mia, tes pâtesAux tomates,Personne ne sait la faireAvec ta sauce aux piments.Des raviolis, des tortellinis,Et l’huile d’olive,De maman, Mamma mia, je suis au paradis A Pekin il font, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Pekin il fontD’étranges spaghettis.Manger avec les baguettes, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Mais manger avec les baguettes, c’est à devenir fou
A Miami j’ai commandé, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Miami j’ai commandé,Du pesto et du parmesan.Et qu’est-ce qu’ils m’ont apporté ?Du ketchup et du coca cola !!
English: I went to London, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to London and ate gnocchi.The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Gnocchi so overcookedYou’d have thought it was cement. I went to Paris Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to Paris and ate maccheroni, The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Three poor maccheroni, a pale shadow. Ah !Mamma mia,
your pastaWith tomatoes,No one, can make it your spicy sauceMamma’s ravioli, tortellini,And olive oilMamma mia I am in heaven In Peking they make Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Peking they make strange spaghettiTo eat with chopsticks,
Mamma mia, Mamma mia,But to eat with chopsticks is to go crazy. In Miami I ordered Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Miami I orderedPesto and parmesan.And what did they bring me?Ketchup and a Coca cola!!
Letras ... Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Tragicomic & jazzy. Male voice, piano, ...Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Tragicomic & jazzy. Male voice, piano, brass & rhythm.
ItalianoCo-sì, Cosi mi ha lasciato solo, Una mattina quasi normale Dopo il caffè.
Cosi, mi ha lasciato il cane e il pesce rosso, La pila di panni sporchi,
E i piatti da risciacquare.
Amore, non capirò mai, Quello che in me non va,
Cosa ho fatto di male,
Le donne, sempre si giocan di me,
Maledizione! Le donne,
Tutte da me, vanno via.
Così, Così mentre leggevo il giornale,
S'è fatta la valigia e ciao
Non l’ho vista più.
Così, Con passo svelto e leggero è fuggita
Un passo che mi diceva:
La cucina falla tu!
Français
Comme ça Comme ça elle m’a laissé seul, Un matin presque normal Après le café. Comme ça, elle m’a laissé le chien et le poisson rouge, La pile de linge sale, Et la vaisselle à faire.
Comme ça, Comme ça pendant que je lisais le journal, Elle a fait sa valise et ciao Je ne l’ai plus revue. Comme ça, D’un pas rapide et léger elle a disparu Un pas qui me disait : La cuisine fais-la toi-même !
Mon amour, je ne comprendrai jamais, Ce qui ne va pas Ce que j’ai fait de mal, Les femmes, se jouent toujours de moi, Malédiction ! Les femmes, S’éloignent toutes de moi.
English
Just like that, Just like that, she left me alone An almost ordinary morning After the coffee Just like that, She left me the dog and the goldfish The pile of dirty laundry And the washing up to do Just like that,
Just like that, Just like that, while I was reading the paper She packed her bag and ciao! I never saw her again. Just like that, With a quick and silent footstep, she disappeared A footstep saying to me: Do your own cooking.
My love, I’ll never understand What’s the matter What did I do wrong, Women scorn me A curse! Women, All get out of my way.
Letras ... French song. Indie rock / pop song. Fiery, relentless & masculine. ...French song. Indie rock / pop song. Fiery, relentless & masculine. Electric guitar solo @ 1'51. Female singer, female backing vocal, distorted electric guitar, synth & rhythm.
Que mon corps casque et me trahisseQue le temps passe et me flétrisse Que ma vue perde l'horizon Que je te laisse sans réaction Que ma langue manque de salive Sur tes seins en forme d'olive Que tu me saches moins viril Que mon cœur lâche sur ton nombril
Toi tu seras toujours
Chair et canon Chair et canon
Quand je ne ferai plus le caniche Que je ne te toucherai plus ma biche Quand je ne serai plus le patron Que je ne serai plus qu'un vieux con Quand je serai au bord de la ruine Et qu'on me mettra sous morphine Quand je tomberai pour de bon Dans un coma aussi profond
Toi tu seras toujours
Chair et canon Chair et canon
Que mon corps casque et me trahisse Que le temps passe et me flétrisse Que ma vue perde l'horizon Que tu me laisses sans érection Que tu me saches moins viril Que mon coeur lâche sur mon nombril
Toi tu seras toujours Chair et canon Chair et canon
English translation :
CANNON FODDER May my body wither and betray me May time pass and wilt me May my vision lose the horizon May I leave you without response May my tongue lack saliva On your olive-shaped breasts May you know me less virile May my heart break on your navel
You will always be Cannon fodder Cannon fodder
When I won’t be poodle anymore When I won’t touch you any more my little deer When I won’t be the boss anymore When I will be just an old fool When I'm on the verge of ruin And when they put me under morphine When I fall for good Into a coma so deep
You will always be Cannon fodder Cannon fodder
May my body wither and betray me May time pass and wilt me May my vision lose the horizon May you leave me without erection May you know me less virile May my heart break on your navel
Indie rock / underscore. Fiery, relentless & masculine. Electric ...Indie rock / underscore. Fiery, relentless & masculine. Electric guitar solo @ 1'51. Distorted electric guitar, synth & rhythm.
Once upon a time,Eight horses and men,Crossed The Bloody Mountains,Faster than the ghost train.To search throughout the country,Lady Glory Chance,Those men who write History,The story of a quest, the quest of a mysterious sound,Can you feel it right now?Once upon a time...Their fate hasn't faded, their questdidn't break them,All this I am sure will not pull them down.Because their luck and their glory is that they'll make History and can say "Once upon a time".Eight horses and men.
Letras ... Indie rock. Nervous, fuzzy & driving. Rock band with male singer.
Tonite It's starlight time Tonite it's moonlight time The right time for loveDrivin' through the night till the morning sunwhen the moon goes down till the sun comes up
Letras ... latin house. Festive & lively. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, ...latin house. Festive & lively. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, dancefloor rhythm with filtered fx.
Oye llegó la rumba sanallegó la rumba buenaChangó pu guza Baila mi rítmo currumbé daiquiri pu bebésalsa pu muvé
Letras ... Traditional revolutionary song. Uplifting, proud & joyful. Sung in ...Traditional revolutionary song. Uplifting, proud & joyful. Sung in Spanish. Male singer & mariachi ensemble with with trumpet, violin, guitar & guitarron.
En lo alto de una abrupta serranía acampado se encontraba un regimiento y una moza que valiente lo seguía locamente enamorada del sargento. Popular entre la tropa era Adelita,la mujer que el sargento idolatrabaque además de ser valiente era bonita que hasta el mismo coronel la respetaba. Y se oía que decíaaquel que tanto la querí... Si Adelita se fuera con otrola seguiría por tierra y por mar,si por mar en un buque de guerra si por tierra en un tren militar. Si Adelita quisiera ser mi esposa, y si Adelita ya fuera mi mujer,le compraría un vestido de seda para llevarla a bailar al cuartel. Y después que terminó la cruel batalla y la tropa regresó a su campamento por la vez de una mujer que sollozaba la plegaria se oyó en el campamento. Y al oírla el sargento temerosode perder para siempre su adorada escondiendo su dolor bajo el rebosoa su amada le cantó de esta manera... Y se oía que decíaaquel que tanto se moría... Si Adelita se fuera con otrola seguiría por tierra y por mar,si por mar en un buque de guerra si por tierra en un tren militar.
Instrumental version of the traditional revolutionary song. ...Instrumental version of the traditional revolutionary song. Uplifting, proud & joyful. Mariachi ensemble with with trumpet, violin, guitar & guitarron.
Underscore version of the traditional revolutionary song. Uplifting, ...Underscore version of the traditional revolutionary song. Uplifting, proud & joyful. Mariachi ensemble with with trumpet, violin, guitar & guitarron.
Letras ... Dreamy but rhythmic. Synth, electric guitar, bass, male singer @ 1'06 ...Dreamy but rhythmic. Synth, electric guitar, bass, male singer @ 1'06 & rhythm.
I've got my mind on my moneyI've got my mind on my money
Letras ... Charming & contemplative. Electric guitar, male singer, bass, synth & ...Charming & contemplative. Electric guitar, male singer, bass, synth & rhythm.
It was quite meanTo leave you on the roadI could have warned youBut I failed to be bold(I)Gave you this meetingNow I’m shaking, all my bonesThe city is still sleeping and now, I see the road I’d never say we have come to an endI’d never leave outside from my worldI’d never claim we should come back to square one I know this is not fairI know that you’re desperate I’d never say we have come to an endI’d never leave outside from my worldI’d never claim we should come back to square one I know this is not fairI know that you’re desperateI know that we’ll meet againI know that we’ll meet again Take a deep breathAs you’re putting on your coatTake a short stepNow you’re walking in the cold Hope we will embraceAnd talk with no remorseHope we’ll find a wayTo learn being alone If you could prayIf I could stayIf we could manage to separateIf I could heal If you could screamThis would be real
I’d never say we have come to an endI’d never leave outside from my worldI’d never claim we should come back to square I know this is not fairI know that you’re desperate I’d never say we have come to an endI’d never leave outside from my worldI’d never claim we should come back to square one I know this is not fairI know that you’re desperateI know that we’ll meet again
Letras ... Samba gafieira. Lyrics based on the candomble ritual. Male vocal, ...Samba gafieira. Lyrics based on the candomble ritual. Male vocal, guitar & soprano sax.
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 ... Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Joyful & exhilariting. Solo ...Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Joyful & exhilariting. Solo trumpet @ 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!
Letras ... 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!!
Letras ... 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 ?
