Dancey, funky, Parisian. Bouncy bass sets out a fun vibe as ...Dancey, funky, Parisian. Bouncy bass sets out a fun vibe as electronic instrumentation gives a groovy rhythm added to by jovial accordion. Funky bass and a dance chord sequence gives a disco atmosphere. People in France dancing the night away and having a good time in a modern city with indications of more rustic traditions. Percussion takes over as swiping drum FX present a chaotic, enjoyable vibe.
Dancey, funky, Parisian. Bouncy drums set out a fun vibe as ...Dancey, funky, Parisian. Bouncy drums set out a fun vibe as electronic instrumentation gives a groovy rhythm. People in France dancing the night away and having a good time in a modern city. Fun vibe as bass and synth slide in with style. Stripped back underscore version.
Lyrics ... Uptempo. Lively & intense Latin jazz/quitiplas (Venezuela). Latin ...Uptempo. Lively & intense Latin jazz/quitiplas (Venezuela). Latin percussion, melodica, lead piano @ 1'24. Male choir @ 4'05. Solo drums & percussion @ 4'33.
French, classy, competitive. Accordion plays out with a Parisian vibe ...French, classy, competitive. Accordion plays out with a Parisian vibe as electronic instrumentation gives a fast-paced challenging atmosphere. Athletes and competitors getting geared up and ready for a battle or sports event in France. War march drumming and fast accordion stabs give a sense of power and energy, supported by vocal shouts at 00:45. Bass entering to give an extra sense of camaraderie. A build-up to a big event with huge crowds and spectators.
French, classy, competitive. Accordion plays out with a Parisian vibe ...French, classy, competitive. Accordion plays out with a Parisian vibe as electronic instrumentation gives a fast-paced challenging atmosphere. Athletes and competitors getting geared up and ready for a battle or sports event in France. War march drumming and fast accordion stabs give a sense of power and energy. Bass entering to give an extra sense of camaraderie. A build-up to a big event with huge crowds and spectators. Instrumental version.
French, classy, competitive. Accordion plays out with a Parisian vibe ...French, classy, competitive. Accordion plays out with a Parisian vibe as electronic instrumentation gives a fast-paced challenging atmosphere. Athletes and competitors getting geared up and ready for a battle or sports event in France. Fast accordion stabs give a sense of power and energy. Bass entering to give an extra sense of camaraderie. A build-up to a big event with huge crowds and spectators. Stripped back underscore version.
Passionate, refined & virtuoso instrumental milonga. Accordion, ...Passionate, refined & virtuoso instrumental milonga. Accordion, piano, cajon & double bass. Traditional tango-like music from Northern Argentina, Uruguay & Rio Grande del Sur in Brazil. Suggested for Latin urban scenes of the 20s & 30s.
Lyrics ... Song. Sung in Italian.1944. Protest song. Determined & exhilarating. ...Song. Sung in Italian.1944. Protest song. Determined & exhilarating. Male choir & acoustic guitar. Constant accelaration.
Italiano :Una mattina mi sono alzatoO bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao Una mattina mi sono alzato E ho trovato l'invasor
O partigiano portami via O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao O partigiano portami via Ché mi sento di morir
E se io muoio da partigiano O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao E se muoio da partigiano Tu mi devi seppellir
E seppellire lassù in montagna O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao E seppellire lassù in montagna Sotto l'ombra di un bel fior
Tutte le genti che passeranno O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao E le genti che passeranno Mi diranno: che bel fior
E quest' è il fiore del partigiano O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao Quest'è il fiore del partigiano Morto per la libertà.
Français :Un matin, je me suis réveillé Ô ma belle au revoir (x3) Au revoir, au revoir Un matin, je me suis réveillé Et j'ai trouvé l'envahisseur
Ô ! partisan emportes-moi Ô ma belle au revoir (x3) Au revoir, au revoir Ô ! Partisan emporte-moi Je me sens prêt à mourir.
Et si je meurs en partisan Ô ma belle au revoir (x3) Au revoir, au revoir Et si je meurs en partisan Tu devras m'enterrer.
Tu devras m'enterrer là-haut sur la montagne Ô ma belle au revoir (x3) Ciao, ciao Au revoir, au revoir Tu devras m'enterrer la haut sur la montagne A l'ombre d'une belle fleur.
Tous les gens qui passeront Ô ma belle au revoir (x3) Au revoir, au revoir Et les gens qui passeront Me diront «quelle belle fleur»
Et c'est la fleur du partisan Ô ma belle au revoir (x3) Au revoir, au revoir C'est la fleur du partisan Mort pour la liberté. Anglais:One morning I awakened, Oh bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao! (Goodbye beautiful) One morning I awakened And I found the invader.
Oh partisan carry me away, Oh bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao Oh partisan carry me away Because I feel death approaching.
And if I die as a partisan, Oh bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao And if I die as a partisan Then you must bury me.
Bury me up in the mountain, Oh bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao Bury me up in the mountain Under the shade of a beautiful flower.
And all those who shall pass, Oh bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao And all those who shall pass Will tell me "what a beautiful flower."
This is the flower of the partisan, Oh bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao This is the flower of the partisan Who died for freedom
Fast-paced, stylish, lively. Nautical accordion winds up and down in ...Fast-paced, stylish, lively. Nautical accordion winds up and down in a modern electro style, before a pacy French sequence begins. A melding of old traditions with a feeling of new energy. Chopped samples and electronic drumwork and rises gives a sense of energy and strength. A modern sporting event occuring in a historic traditional place in France.
Fast-paced, stylish, lively. Nautical accordion winds up and down, ...Fast-paced, stylish, lively. Nautical accordion winds up and down, before a pacy French sequence begins. A melding of old traditions with a feeling of new energy. Chopped samples and bass gives a sense of energy and strength. A modern sporting event occuring in a historic traditional place in France. Stripped back underscore version.
Flamenco jazz improvisation. Intimate & meditative at first then ...Flamenco jazz improvisation. Intimate & meditative at first then fiery & virtuoso. Spanish guitar, bowed double bass & cajon. Lead accordion @ 2'08. Solo cajon @ 3'17.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Nostalgic & determined. Solo accordion.
Lyrics ... Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. ...Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Female voice & accordion.
Quand elle était p'tite
Le soir elle allait
À Sainte-Marguerite
Où qu'a s'dessalait
Maint'nant qu'elle est grande
Elle marche, le soir,
Avec ceux d'la bande
À la Bastille on aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
Elle est si bonne et si gentille!
On aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
À la Bastille. Elle a la peau douce
Aux taches de son
À l'odeur de rousse
Qui donne un frissonEt de sa prunelle Aux tons vert-de-gris
L'amour étincelle
Dans ses yeux d'souris. À la Bastille on aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
Elle est si bonne et si gentille!
On aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
À la Bastille.
Quand le soleil brille
Dans ses cheveux roux
L'génie d'la Bastille
Lui fait les yeux doux
Et quand a s'promène
Du bout d'l'Arsenal
Tout l'quartier s'amène
Au coin du Canal. À la Bastille on aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
Elle est si bonne et si gentille!
On aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
À la Bastille.
Mais celui qu'elle aime
Qu'elle a dans la peau
C'est Bibi-la-Crème
Parc' qu'il est costaudParc' que c'est un homme
Qui n'a pas l'foie blanc
Aussi faut voir comme
Nini l'a dans l'sang. À la Bastille on aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
Elle est si bonne et si gentille!
On aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
À la Bastille.
English translation : NINI PEAU DE CHIEN When she was littleIn the evening she would goTo Saint MargueriteTo unwindNow she is biggerIn the evening she goes walkingWith the little bandOf Richard-Lenoir At the Bastille we like herNini Peau d’ChienShe is so nice, so kindWe likeNini Peau d’ChienAt the Bastille She has soft skinWith frecklesAnd a red hair fragranceTo make you shiverAnd from her green-grey pupilsLove’s sparklesIn her young girl’s eyes When the sun is shiningIn her red hairLe Génie de la BastilleMakes eyes at herAnd when she walksFrom the end of the ArsenalThe Whole neighbourhood arrivesAt the corner of the Canal. But the one she lovesWho gets under her skinIs Bibi-la-CrèmeBecause he is a tough guy Because he is a manWho’s not lily liveredWords can’t sayHow deep in her heart he’s become
Lyrics ... Liberating & uplifting tango-gyspy fusion-pop sung in Spanish & in ...Liberating & uplifting tango-gyspy fusion-pop sung in Spanish & in French @1'39. Female singer, electric guitar, rhythmic, mandolin, choeurs mixtes. Solo bandoneon, violin & rhythm change @2'24.
ES:
Cantaré una tonada de esas de ayer,
no insista mas, no quiero hablar,
báilese un tango y déjeme en paz.
En mi voz, está el dolor
del amargo sabor que en mi dejó
el recuerdo de un adiós.
Fui volando hasta París
cantando mis canciones lejos de aquí.
Tú no sabes que te oí diciendo que no eras feliz.
Y me voy en tren hacia Berlín,
me llevo mis canciones lejos de ti.
No te atrevas a venir,
te digo que yo soy feliz
tocándome un tango así.
No hablaré hasta que el ritmo llegue otra vez,
no te falle lo sabes bien; y mientras tanto canto en francés.
(Francés)
Fui volando hasta París
cantando mis canciones lejos de aquí.
Tú no sabes que te oí diciendo que no eras feliz.
Y me voy en tren hacia Berlín,
me llevo mis canciones lejos de ti.
No te atrevas a venir,
te digo que yo soy feliz
tocándome un tango...
Fui volando hasta París
cantando mis canciones lejos de aquí.
Tú no sabes que te oí diciendo que no eras feliz.
Y me voy en tren hacia Berlín,
me llevo mis canciones lejos de ti.
No te atrevas a venir,
te digo que yo soy feliz
tocándome un tango así.
EN:
I'll sing one of those tunes from yesterday,
don't insist any more, I don't want to talk,
Go dance a tango and leave me alone.
In my voice there is the pain
of the bitter taste left in me by
the memory of a goodbye.
I went flying to Paris
singing my songs far from here.
You don't know that I heard you saying that you were not happy.
And I'm leaving in train to Berlin,
I'm taking my songs far away from you.
Don't you dare come,
I tell you that I'm happy
playing tango like this.
I won't speak until the rhythm comes again,
don't fail you know it well; and in the meantime I' ll sing in French.
(French)
I went flying to Paris
singing my songs far from here.
You don't know that I heard you saying that you were not happy.
And I'm leaving on a train to Berlin,
I'm taking my songs far away from you.
Don't you dare come,
I tell you that I'm happy
playing tango...
I went flying to Paris
singing my songs far from here.
You don't know that I heard you saying that you were not happy.
And I'm leaving in train to Berlin,
I'm taking my songs far away from you.
Don't you dare come,
I tell you that I'm happy
playing tango like this.
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
