Gentle, warm, laidback. Wistful atmosphere communicated through slow ...Gentle, warm, laidback. Wistful atmosphere communicated through slow tempo and adventurous piano melodies. Shifting in styles fairly swiftly conveys a lively and invigorated spirit. Visions of a bright and exciting day, individuals making the most of the sunshine or clear skies. Uncertain structures and movements reflect the unpredictable nature of life.
Trailer in a neo classical spirit. Tense intro with violin in a ...Trailer in a neo classical spirit. Tense intro with violin in a imperious & serious spirit, clockwork fx & massive cinematic impact. Powerful, epic & rigorous climax starting @ 1'05 with majestic string section. Finale with imposing brass. Hybrid orchestra. Suggested for cavalcade, cloak & dagger & adventure games trailers.
Determined, confident and uplifting. Upbeat piano and propulsive ...Determined, confident and uplifting. Upbeat piano and propulsive electronics mix with uplifting strings and rising chords, that build to a subtle but hopeful, panoramic and positive climax. Good for news beds
Lyrics ... Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside ...Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads and cool melody. Male vocals convey a sense of duty and triumph with lyrics about rallying against restraints or enemies. Sturdy rap instrumentation at 00:40 alongside an agile vocal delivery creating an aura of heroism with lyrics about determination and pushing forward into the unknown with spirit. Visions of a superhero flying above civilisation, looking at a city from impossibly high in the end.
Hot damn, Imma fly tonight, Don’t care, If I find the light. I’m ready, My senses sharp, Blow up, Like dynamite,
I’m here just to do what’s right, In my lane, ain’t no look alike, I’m leading a bigger life, So no one is here to hold me down.
Better be bigger than big, I’m passionate doing my thing, I cash out I’m like a machine, I type it and ding, The day and night running again, Repeating like I’m in a game, I’m stronger but feeling the same, You know what I mean (yea), I’m seeking for refuge, Am I just running from answers? I know I’m here to do something,
And it’s way grander than bling, I’ve tried to be realistic, It didn’t give me foundations, I’m looking for bigger tables, ‘Cause I know what I bring (bling), Time gonna fly by, What did I do with my life? Was this the way I set to be, Or just another drive by? I came with the abilities, My energy is mile hi, Connected to the story, And my powers are the highlight, The star is what I’m shooting for, Don’t care about the skyline (don’t care about the sky), love cannot be measured, Evil is so finite, Keeping what I need, And leaving all the rest behind me, Going forward everything has perfect timing.
Hot damn, Imma fly tonight, Don’t care, If I find the light, I’m ready, My senses sharp, Blow up, Like dynamite, I’m here, just to do what’s right, In my lane, ain’t no look alike, I’m leading a bigger life,
So no one is here to hold me down.
No one is here to hold me down, No one is here to hold me down, No one is here to hold me down, No one is here to hold me down.
Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside ...Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads and cool melody. Slow build with sharp synths into sturdy rap instrumentation at 00:40. A sense of austere honour and integrity from accompanying string chords blooming triumphantly. Heavy instrumentation conveys strength and power. Instrumental version.
Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside ...Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads. Slow build with sharp synths into sturdy rap instrumentation at 00:40. A sense of austere honour and integrity from accompanying string chords blooming triumphantly. Heavy instrumentation conveys strength and power. Stripped back underscore version.
Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside ...Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads and cool melody. Serious striding energy from dramatic percussion and haunting synth melodies. Climax at 01:08 into more enlightened chord sequence and passionate drums. Stripped back underscore version.
Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside ...Epic, determined, heroic. Smouldering guitar reaches out alongside pads and cool melody. Serious striding energy from dramatic percussion and haunting synth melodies. Climax at 01:08 into more enlightened chord sequence and passionate drums.
Breath, and look around
We are all made of this
The surrender will come from the sun to the ground
And feel, feel inside your heart
We are unstoppable,
No matter the fall
Without a doubt, with millions of goals
We are all part the legend, breath
We are all part the legend, breath
From the sun to the ground,
Freedom lead us on it’s way
Like a window to the world
The attraction come right away
Our emotions beyond this road
70's. 80's. Show TV. Jingle. Opening. Powerful & ascending. Big band ...70's. 80's. Show TV. Jingle. Opening. Powerful & ascending. Big band orchestra.
70's. TV series. Jazzy. TV Show. Opening. Determined & positive. Big ...70's. TV series. Jazzy. TV Show. Opening. Determined & positive. Big band & rhythm.
Lyrics ... Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Exhilarating & sentimental. Female ...Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Exhilarating & sentimental. Female singer, piano, strings & guitar.
ParisT'as l'palpitant à Notre-DameMais l'Amour c'est rue d'AmsterdamQu'on l'achète, pour des picaillons,Mêm' à c'prix là parfois c'est bon ParisT'as la tête au creux des nuagesLa Tour Eiffel et trois étagesQui scintillent quand arriv' le soirDès fois qu'tu vois tout trop en noir ParisT'as les pieds au bord de la SeineOù s'noie l’chagrin quand t’as d’la peineSous des vagues de mélancolieAu son des orgu' de Barbarie ParisT’as les esgourd' qu’ont des bouchonsA caus' de la circulationT’as plus vingt berges et dans ta voixQuand tu gamberges ça n’est plus toi
ParisT'as les poumons dans l' Bois d'VincennesDans l’Bois d'Boulogne des phénomènesQui respirent un parfum d’amour Qui ne durera pas toujours
ParisDans tes veines y a l'métro qui ramePour écouler tous les quidamsQui s'serrent les coudes au p'tit matinPour s'faufiler jusqu'au turbin ParisT’as les tripes au Quartier LatinQuand vient l’mois d’Mai et dans la mainTu tiens l'fusil ou bien l' canonA l'heur' de la Révolution ParisY a tes peintres qui t'font des couleursDes piqu'assiettes qui n'ont pas peurD'impressionner dans les salonsTime is Monet ou Valadon ParisT'as tant d'amour dans tes chansonsQu'parfois on en perd la raisonQu'on se les siffle à tout bout d'champEt parfois mêm' aux enterr'ments
English translation :
PARIS ParisYour heart is in Notre DameBut love, it’s in rue d’AmsterdamWhere you buy it for peanuts ParisYour head is nestled in the cloudsThe Eiffel Tower and its three storiesWhich sparkle as night fallsIf ever you looking on the dark side ParisYour feet on the bank of the SeineWhere sadness drowns when you’re in painUnder waves of melancholyTo the sound of the barrel organ Paris,Your ears are blockedBecause of the trafficYou’re no longer twenty and in your voiceI you think about itIt’s no longer you ParisYour lungs are in the Bois de VincennesAnd in the Bois de Boulogne these creaturesWho breeze a perfume of loveWhich will not last forever ParisIn your veins there’s the metro striving To circulate your populationCrushed together in the early morningOn their way to work ParisYour guts are in the Latin QuarterWhen the month of May comes aroundPistol in your hand or even the canonAt the hour of the Revolution ParisPainters fill you with coloursScroungers
unafraidTo make an impression in the salonsTime is Monet or Valadon ParisSo much love in your songsSometimes loosing our heads in themWhistling them at every turnAnd sometimes even at funerals
Pulsating ascending scales for a feeling of time running out. For ...Pulsating ascending scales for a feeling of time running out. For science and research magazines or investigative scenes.
Lyrics ... Charming & refined. Soprano, tenor and symphony orchestra.
ALFREDOUn dì felice, eterea, mi balenaste innante, e da quel dì, tremante, vissi d'ignoto amor. Di quell'amor ch'è palpito dell'universo intero, misterioso, altero, croce e delizia al cor.VIOLETTAAh, se ciò è ver, fuggitemi, solo amistade io v'offro: amar non so, né soffro un così eroico amor. Io sono franca, ingenua; altra cercar dovete; non arduo troverete dimenticarmi allor.
