Slow. Sensuel, indolent, glamour. Dans l'esprit des années 40, 50 & ...Slow. Sensuel, indolent, glamour. Dans l'esprit des années 40, 50 & 60. Orchestre swing avec cordes, cuivres & caisse claire balais.
Paroles ... 1ère part. Ballade jazz. Chanson sentimentale & confidentielle. ...1ère part. Ballade jazz. Chanson sentimentale & confidentielle. 2ème part @ 1'30 medium swing. Chanteuse, orchestre jazz, vibraphone, piano, cuivres & rythmique. Changement de tempo @ 1'33. Coda avec sax alto solo @ 2'06.
No Dice (It’s Time to Leave)
Words and music John Greaves
Not prone to exaggerating
No more than my conscience allows
I tend more to understating
Rather than looking a fool
Don’t like giving the game away
I keep my cards close to my chest
Just in case it’s my lucky day
I don’t want to spoil my chances
Joking apart this poor old heart is
Worn out on my sleeve
It’s time to leave
I’m no percentage player
I’ll tear off every layer
And later I’ll be cleaned out
Washed up mangled,
Hanging on the line to dry.
Version alternative minimaliste. Néo-classique. Rêveur, intime & ...Version alternative minimaliste. Néo-classique. Rêveur, intime & émouvant. Piano & nappes de cordes en contrechant.
Paroles ... Chanson française dans le style des 60s. Tendre & sentimental. ...Chanson française dans le style des 60s. Tendre & sentimental. Chanteuse, guitares électriques et acoustiques, orgue, section de cordes & rythmique.
La main dans la main, traverser les boulevardsLes yeux dans les yeux comme un roman de gare
J’ai toujours sur moi, un pola de toi.
Marcher sous la pluie avec toi dans la nuit
C’est pas un problème, dis moi juste «
je t’aime
»
Les bijoux, les fleurs, je vois la vie en couleur.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi,
Et tu vois.
Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble à ça.
Quand viendra le jour où tu ne seras plus là
Tu sais mon amour j’aurai toujours sur moi.
Tu sais devines quoi? Un pola de toi.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi,
Et tu vois.
Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble a ça.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi,
Et tu vois.
Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble à ça.
English translation :
ROMANTIC NOVEL
Hand in hand, crossing the boulevards
Eye to eye, like in a romantic novel
I always have on me, a polaroid of you.
Walking in the rain with you in the night
It's not a problem, just tell me “I love you”
The jewels, the flowers, I see life in color.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you
And you see,
It seems love is really like that.
When the day comes when you will no longer be here
You know, my love, I will always have on me
You know, guess what, a polaroid of you.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you
And you see,
It seems love is really like that.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you
And you see,
It seems love is really like that.
Paroles ... Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. ...Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. Pushing away the pain. Female singer, electric guitar, slide, synth & electronic percussion.
ES:
estoy cansada y no lo entiendo
intento expresarlo con palabras
y al final salen bostezos
el miedo
de verme en un espejo
y disociar entre la imagen
y entre lo que en si proyecto
casi ni veo cine
desecho mis deseos
ya no hago lo que quiero
porque nunca tengo tiempo
y me lamento
y lo único pienso
es que me come la ciudad
y que me enreda el pelo el viento
pensé que amar sería suficiente
pero me siento sola y peleada con mi mente
no creo en mi talento como antes
no soy la que era antes
no soy suficiente
o soy demasiado grande
no soy nada fuerte
o es que tengo mucho aguante
no recuerdo nada lo que es sentirme bien
con el alma llena como un niño
que empieza a correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
tal vez el camino equivocado
sea siempre el que me ha conquistado
ya tengo el enigma descifrado
el tiempo se pasa muy despacio
no busco na' de nadie
la suerte no me sobra pero siempre se comparte
escribo versos con punto y a parte
porque un punto y seguido implica motivos pa' seguir adelante
pero tranquilas que aquí mando yo
el agua limpia todo y últimamente está lloviendo un montón
no quiero sentir ni un remordimiento nunca más
la sensación que mas me pesa es la de recordar
algún día estaré bien lo puedo asegurar
sentirme a mí misma es suficiente pa' avanzar
igual que el pie que se siente a sí mismo al andar
igual que dos enamorados dentro de un maizal
escribo para mí y para reafirmar
que puede que algún día este cigarro se apague sin más
y no lo entenderás por no haber querido preguntar
ya no te sientas mal por mí me he cambiado de piel
a veces tu recuerdo incluso me sabe a miel
he estado imaginándome que es lo que quiero ser
y solo busco ser más gata que nunca y correr
y correr y correr y correr
y correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
EN:
I'm tired and I don't understand
I try to put it into words
and in the end yawns come out
the fear
of seeing myself in a mirror
and dissociate between the image
and between what I project
I almost don't watch movies
I discard my desires
I no longer do what I want
because I never have time
and I lament
and the only thing I think
is that the city eats me up
and that the wind is tangling my hair
I thought that loving would be enough
but I feel lonely and at odds with my mind
I don't believe in my talent like before
I'm not what I used to be
I'm not enough
or I'm too big
I'm not strong at all
or is it that I have too much endurance
I don't remember what it's like to feel good
with a soul as full as a child
who starts to run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
maybe the wrong path
is always the one that has conquered me
I already have the enigma deciphered
time goes by very slowly
I'm not looking for anything from anyone
luck is not enough for me but I always share it
I write verses with a full stop, new paragraph
because a full stop, no new paragraph implies reasons to keep going on
but don't worry I'm in charge here
water cleans everything and lately it's been raining a lot
I don't want to feel a single remorse anymore
the feeling that weighs me down the most is the one of remembering
someday I'll be alright I can assure you
feeling myself is enough to move forward
just like the foot that feels itself when walking
just like two lovers inside a cornfield
I write for myself and to reaffirm
that maybe someday this cigarette will go out just like that
and you won't understand because you didn't want to ask
don't feel bad for me anymore I've changed my skin
sometimes your memory even tastes like honey to me
I've been imagining what I want to be
and I'm just trying to be more cat than ever and run
and run and run and run and run
and run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
Paroles ... Ethereal, charming & intimate ballad-pop sung in Spanish. Gently ...Ethereal, charming & intimate ballad-pop sung in Spanish. Gently falling in love. Female singer, sampling, piano, electric guitar, synth, electronic & sampled percussion.
ES:
me acabo de despertar no era una pesadilla era un sueño cargado sentí el peso de cien universos recayendo en mi costado, seis toneladas de asfalto
te cuento estaba andando tomando una desperados andando por un bar que siempre me olía quemado los tíos por el sitio andaban desesperados molestaban como un rato y luego se iban a otro lado
y de repente me giro tus ojos brillantes toa' la gente bailaban como ignorantes nadie se daba cuenta de lo que había delante mejor para mí no quiero pelearme tu bailas y me tomo otro trago tu bailas y me acuerdo de un fotograma desgastado tu bailas y me acuerdo de aquel cine de verano mirándote la boca soñando con el pecado
el mundo no está hecho para gente como tú no puedes ser mortal teniendo toda esa actitud no puedes ser real por eso digo que es un sueño aunque yo haya tocado cada parte de tu cuerpo si no es pa ser amados dime pa que estamos hechos como me miras baby se que no es un juego te pregunto quien eres y me dices no me acuerdo te digo ven conmigo yo te lo recuerdo
tal vez ya no me quiera escapar puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar tal vez sea un juego pero acepto cada reto y si viene dulce lo voy a probar no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar pero se que me has venido a buscar beber entre besos con un cúmulo de excesos y sentidos preparándose a estallar
ya no me castigo parece que embriagaste cada uno de mis sentidos yo te amaba antes de haberte conocido vivía encerrada hasta que sentí tus labios en los míos lo mío es ponértelo sencillo no quiero complicarlo solo quiero estar contigo olerte el cuello mis manos entre tus rizos fúmate un cigarro conmigo que yo te invito pégate pregúntame donde vivo vámonos al baño bésame y echa el pestillo cuéntame tus juegos y yo te cuento los míos quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo quédate conmigo baby quédate conmigo quédate conmigo que yo te enseño el camino quédate conmigo baby quédate
tal vez ya no me quiera escapar puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar tal vez sea un juego pero acepto cada reto y si viene dulce lo voy a probar no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar pero se que me has venido a buscar beber entre besos con un cúmulo de excesos y sentidos preparándose a estallar tal vez ya no me quiera escapar puede que me haya vuelto a enamorar tal vez sea un juego pero acepto cada reto y si viene dulce lo voy a probar no es lo que pensé que iba a encontrar pero se que me has venido a buscar beber entre besos con un cúmulo de excesos y sentidos preparándose a estallar
EN:
I just woke up it was not a nightmare it was a heavy dream I felt the weight of a hundred universes falling on my side, six tons of asphalt
I tell you I was walking taking a desperado walking through a bar that always smelled burnt to me the guys around the place were walking around desperate they were bugging for a while and then they'd go somewhere else
and suddenly I turn around your eyes shining all the people were dancing like ignorants no one noticed what was in front of them better for me i don't want to fight
you dance and I take another drink you dance and I remember a faded frame you dance and I remember that summer movie theatre looking at your mouth dreaming of sin
the world is not made for people like you you can't be mortal having all that attitude you can't be real that's why I say it's a dream even though I've touched every part of your body if it's not to be loved tell me what we're made for how you look at me baby I know it's not a game I ask you who are you and you tell me I don't remember I tell you come with me I remind you
Maybe I don't want to run away anymore Maybe I've fallen in love again maybe it's a game but I accept every challenge and if it comes sweet I'll try it it's not what I thought I'd find but I know you've come looking for me to drink between kisses with an accumulation of excess and senses preparing to explode
I no longer punish myself it seems that you intoxicated each one of my senses I loved you before I met you I lived locked up until I felt your lips on mine my thing is to make it simple for you I don't want to complicate it I just want to be with you smell your neck my hands between your curls smoke a cigarette with me I'll buy you one ask me where I live let's go to the bathroom kiss me and bolt the door tell me your games and I'll tell you mine stay with me baby stay with me stay with me baby stay with me stay with me baby stay with me stay with me that I'll show you the way stay with me baby stay with me
maybe I don't want to run away anymore I may have fallen in love again maybe it's a game but I accept every challenge and if it comes sweet I'm gonna taste it it's not what I thought I'd find but I know you've come looking for me to drink between kisses with an accumulation of excess and senses getting ready to explode maybe I don't want to escape anymore maybe I've fallen in love again maybe it's a game but I accept every challenge and if it comes sweet I'll taste it it's not what I thought I'd find but I know you've come looking for me to drink between kisses with an accumulation of excess and senses preparing to explode
Néo-classique. Elegant, raffiné & émouvant. Piano & quatuor à ...Néo-classique. Elegant, raffiné & émouvant. Piano & quatuor à cordes. Final lyrique @ 1'33.
Version piano solo. Néo-classique. Rêveur, classe & romantique. ...Version piano solo. Néo-classique. Rêveur, classe & romantique. Finale fédérateur @ 1'34 & conclusion.
Paroles ... Inspirational, wholesome, folky. Slow acoustic guitar sets out a ...Inspirational, wholesome, folky. Slow acoustic guitar sets out a sturdy strumming pattern, joined by emotive female vocals singing optimistically about waking up and seeing the beauty of the natural world. Soft pad notes offer a warm backdrop and a bittersweet emotion. Folk melodies support a sense of organic passion, an individual embracing the blue sky and green grass. Cathartic breakdown at 01:36 as snare and cymbals crash alongside euphoric notes. Female vocals sing of the world filling them with love and hope.
A new day Is right outside my window
I can see the birds as free as wind blows
The sunrise
I feel it shine on my face Like it’s telling me here come the best days
Ouu Ouu
I reach out To blue skies up above me The clouds of dreams are floating softly
In my heart The fire’s always burning Living my best life but always learning
Ouu Ouu
Everyday the sun shines in a new way Like it’s telling me here come the best days
Inspirational, wholesome, folky. Slow acoustic guitar sets out a ...Inspirational, wholesome, folky. Slow acoustic guitar sets out a sturdy strumming pattern, with soft pad notes offering a warm backdrop and bittersweet emotion. Female choral voices present an organic, humanist feeling as low piano sets out a more striving and epic sensibility. Cathartic breakdown at 01:36 as snare and cymbals crash alongside euphoric notes. Alternative version.
Inspirational, wholesome, folky. Slow acoustic guitar sets out a ...Inspirational, wholesome, folky. Slow acoustic guitar sets out a sturdy strumming pattern, with soft pad notes offering a warm backdrop and bittersweet emotion. Low piano sets out a more striving and epic sensibility leading to a cathartic breakdown at 01:36, with snare and cymbals crashing alongside euphoric notes. Instrumental version.
Inspirational, wholesome, folky. Slow acoustic guitar sets out a ...Inspirational, wholesome, folky. Slow acoustic guitar sets out a sturdy strumming pattern, playing emotive folky sequence. Low piano sets out a more striving and epic sensibility. Hopeful, optimistic feeling. Stripped back underscore version.
Tendre, paisible, raffiné & charmant évoluant progressivement vers ...Tendre, paisible, raffiné & charmant évoluant progressivement vers un theme romantic & sentimental comme un happy end. Orchestre avec piano & flûte solo @ 1'07.
Ballade electro. Romantique, chaleureux avec une pointe de nostalgie. ...Ballade electro. Romantique, chaleureux avec une pointe de nostalgie. Synthé, orgue, theremin & rythmique.
Paroles ... Groupe indie folk. Confiant, accrocheur & sentimental. Duo de voix ...Groupe indie folk. Confiant, accrocheur & sentimental. Duo de voix masculine & féminine avec des paroles émouvantes. Guitare acoustique & batterie. Chorus @ 1'11. Onomatopées scandées @ 1'54.
Mrs. Sunshine, you're strong enough to smile Do you need me, do you need me anymore? I could settle and watch you from my tower Would it make me, would it make me nice?
Mrs. Feather, you're brave enough to fly
Do you love me, do you love me anymore?
I could give up, I'm sure you'd understand
But would you want me, would you want me in your land?
Mrs. Flower, you sleep within my cave
Do you see me, do you see me anymore? Hear this song and tell me if it's good
Is it good enough, is it good enough for you?
Mrs. Sunshine, don't miss the point I love you
Mrs. Sunshine, you chase the dark away And I need you
I need you
Mrs. Feather, you raise my lead soul to the sky And I love you
I love you
Paroles ... Groupe indie folk. Introduction avec banjo & guitare & batterie ...Groupe indie folk. Introduction avec banjo & guitare & batterie laid-back @ 0'40. Voix masculine @ 1'19 chantant des paroles douces-amères. Désenchanté & solitaire. Violoncelle @ 2'39.
You won’t have to miss me, I’ll be home as soon as the snow covers the ground December is easy, it’s the months before that always bring me down A ghost without a mission, another year gone by I’ve been trying to listen to the tears we’ve cried All I need you to believe is that I’ll be back when I am whole again I’ll find a card up my sleeve, a king or a jack to help me be a man A guest without permission, another gear gone dry I’m still trying to listen to the tears we’ve cried Unless you want to come away with me I guess we couldn’t go astray, Andie Andie Unless you want to come away with me I guess we couldn’t go astray, Andie Andie
Paroles ... Groupe indie folk. Doux, calme & tendre. Intro à la guitare picking ...Groupe indie folk. Doux, calme & tendre. Intro à la guitare picking acoustique. Voix masculine @ 0'58 dans une ambiance intime. Harmonica @ 2'01. Duo féminin et masculin @ 2'27.
I know you don't need empty promises so I Won't make them for you
For you
All I have is songs and faith In our lucky moon
You're my good fortune
But I want you to feel safe inside my arms
I'll be your home, the one that follows you around
Sorry buddy, it just got too emotional for me
Making music so great it could move the heart of a caveman And cast it to the sea
We played three nights in a summer and God, I’ll remember The smiles on those faces forever
But then our blue skies turned to grey Couldn’t watch you throw it all away
And now I love the girl you used to love It wasn’t planned, it just happened Miss you, my friend
I miss your songs, I miss the band
