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!!
l'olio fresco dal mulino, il bardolino, pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo. Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre,
l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle,
il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Passa un giorno di più,
e tutto sembra come fosse ieri,
passa la vita veloce,
e niente resta più come prima.
I boschetti con i funghi son perduti,
e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più,
il suon dell'organetto dello zio,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo,
limoncello e cassate a due soldi,
e le donne al lavatorio, la befana,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto, i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino,
la pesca della trota con il nonno,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari,
la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu,
e il cinema all' aperto con Maria, se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Français
Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel L’huile nouvelle du moulin,
Le pain rond cuit au four de brique Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin Tout a disparu avec le vent
Un jour de plus est passé Et tout semble comme si c’était hier La vie passe si vite Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois
Les bois aux champignons sont perdus On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille, Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle, Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier Limoncello et cassate à deux sous Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana Tout a disparu avec le vent
La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria Tout a disparu avec le vent
English
Where are the cakes and the caramels The oil fresh from the mill The round bread baked in the brick oven I remember, I remember everything
Where are the chick peas
End the broad beans from the minestrone Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts The smell of zucchinis in the garden Everything has gone with the wind
Another day has gone by And all is as if it was yesterday Life goes by so fast And nothing is like it used to be
The mushroom woods have gone We no longer play briscola as a family, The sound of my uncle’s arccordion, I remember, I remember everything
Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece And women in the wash house, la befana Everything has gone with the wind
The bicycle and swimming in the August sea The cartoons with Minnie and mickey Trout fishing with granddad
The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink And the open-air cinema with Maria Everything has gone with the wind
Paroles ... Chanson. Nostalgique. Chanté en italien. Voix de femme, guitare ...Chanson. Nostalgique. Chanté en italien. Voix de femme, guitare acoustique, piano, mandoline, accordéon & rythmique.
ItalianoDove sono biscottini e caramelle,
l'olio fresco dal mulino, il bardolino, pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo. Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre,
l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle,
il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Passa un giorno di più,
e tutto sembra come fosse ieri,
passa la vita veloce,
e niente resta più come prima.
I boschetti con i funghi son perduti,
e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più,
il suon dell'organetto dello zio,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo,
limoncello e cassate a due soldi,
e le donne al lavatorio, la befana,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto, i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino,
la pesca della trota con il nonno,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari,
la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu,
e il cinema all' aperto con Maria, se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Français
Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel L’huile nouvelle du moulin,
Le pain rond cuit au four de brique Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin Tout a disparu avec le vent
Un jour de plus est passé Et tout semble comme si c’était hier La vie passe si vite Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois
Les bois aux champignons sont perdus On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille, Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle, Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier Limoncello et cassate à deux sous Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana Tout a disparu avec le vent
La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria Tout a disparu avec le vent
English
Where are the cakes and the caramels The oil fresh from the mill The round bread baked in the brick oven I remember, I remember everything
Where are the chick peas
End the broad beans from the minestrone Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts The smell of zucchinis in the garden Everything has gone with the wind
Another day has gone by And all is as if it was yesterday Life goes by so fast And nothing is like it used to be
The mushroom woods have gone We no longer play briscola as a family, The sound of my uncle’s arccordion, I remember, I remember everything
Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece And women in the wash house, la befana Everything has gone with the wind
The bicycle and swimming in the August sea The cartoons with Minnie and mickey Trout fishing with granddad
The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink And the open-air cinema with Maria Everything has gone with the wind
Paroles ... Nocturne, en suspens & relax. Duo de voix, piano, contrebasse & ...Nocturne, en suspens & relax. Duo de voix, piano, contrebasse & rythmique.
I feel the same way day after dayI walk the same ground around and aroundEvery day I try to chart it The shattered map that was my heartAnd it comes apart and I fall apartYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you I see the same sign time after timeI see the same light night after nightIf I could go back to the source I’d sell the well and buy a horseAnd give my kingdom back of courseYou could say I’m way off courseYou could say I love you We are the same stuff enough is enoughWe have the same dream a dream is a dreamNot a moment passes byWhen I don’t believe that you and ICould leave all the others high and dryYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you
Paroles ... Nocturne, en suspens & relax. Duo de voix, piano, contrebasse & ...Nocturne, en suspens & relax. Duo de voix, piano, contrebasse & rythmique.
I feel the same way day after dayI walk the same ground around and aroundEvery day I try to chart it The shattered map that was my heartAnd it comes apart and I fall apartYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you I see the same sign time after timeI see the same light night after nightIf I could go back to the source I’d sell the well and buy a horseAnd give my kingdom back of courseYou could say I’m way off courseYou could say I love you We are the same stuff enough is enoughWe have the same dream a dream is a dreamNot a moment passes byWhen I don’t believe that you and ICould leave all the others high and dryYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you
Paroles ... Chanson gospel du répertoire spiritual composée par le Révérend ...Chanson gospel du répertoire spiritual composée par le Révérend Charles Albert Tindley en 1905. "When everything goes wrong, There’s troubles in your home Oh, lord, Oh Lord , Stand by me..." Chanteur, choeur, percussions & basse. Instrumental tr-25.
Verse 1 When everything goes wrong, There’s troubles in your home Oh, Lord, Oh Lord , Stand by me
Chorus
Lord, stand by me, As I walk this land alone Lord stand by me Help me bear this heavy load Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up Help me drink from this bitter cup Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me
Verse 2
When everything goes wrong, There’s troubles in your home Oh, lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me I don’t worry and I don’t fret, Cause my God has never left me yet Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me
Chorus Lord, stand by me, As I walk this land alone Lord stand by me Help me bear this heavy load Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up Help me drink from this bitter cup Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me
Words & Music by Reverend Charles A. Tindley (DP)
Arrangement by : Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Paroles ... Raffiné, relax, nocturne & charmant. Trio jazz avec chanteuse.
Não é fácil ver ao tempo que là esta passando Flutuando em nossas mentes, não quero ver ninguém E se fosse por mim Eu ficaria sozinho na minha árvore nunca saindoLembrar de você é como esquecer meu coração Você não deixou o traço do nosso imenso amor Saber quantas vezes eu poderia ter mudado Você não quer ver ninguém tampouco ser encontradoSolidão doi a alma e pode destruí-la Coração aberto revela novos sentimentos
Paroles ... Raffiné, relax & nocturne. Chanteuse, piano, guitare jazz & ...Raffiné, relax & nocturne. Chanteuse, piano, guitare jazz & rythmique. solo de guitare @ 1'16.
Hard is watching time passing byFloating through our mindsI no longer want to see anybody and be found And if it was for me I’d stay alone in my tree like An old owl, never getting out An old owl, never getting out Remembering you and I is like stabbing me by heart You left not trace of our life that I can’t feel us so far Hard is knowing how many times I could have turned around You no longer want to see anybody and be found Loneliness changes you deeply and can tear you apart Sometimes showing out your heart can reveal a new regard
Do you desire freshnessdo you admire this smileso wow wow wowso wow wow wow Do you want this experienceDo you want to stop trafficDo you want to be so wow wow wow Do you desire freshnessdo you admire this smiledo you admire this smile
So wow wow wowso wow wow wowBe so wow wow wow Do you desire freshnessDo you admire this smileDo you admire this smile So wow wow wow So wow wow wow Do you desire freshnessDo you admire this smile So wow wow wowso wow wow wow Do you desire freshnessDo you admire this smileDo you admire this smile So wow wow wow
Paroles ... Chanson gospel de la tradition Afro-Américaine du 19ème siècle. ...Chanson gospel de la tradition Afro-Américaine du 19ème siècle. Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere, Go, tell it on the mountain,That Jesus lives again...". Introduction avec voix & choeur gospel a cappella. Rythmique & guitare électrique @ 0'31. Instrumental tr-30.
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Verse 1 While shepherds kept their watching, Over silent flocks by night Behold, throughout the heavens, There shone a holy light
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Verse 2 The shepherds feared and trembled, When low above the earth Rang out ,angels chorus that hailed Our saviours birth
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Chorus as lib Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is bornGo tell it! Go tell itGo tell it! On the mountain
Go tell it! Everywhere Go tell it! Everywhere Go tell it! Can you tell the story Go tell it! About when He came, to the mountain Go tell it! OOOHH, Lord! Go tell it! Go tell it!
Traditional arranged by : Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Paroles ... Folksong devenu populaire durant les mouvement sociaux des années 50 ...Folksong devenu populaire durant les mouvement sociaux des années 50 et 60 aux Etats-Unis. "All my trials, Lord, Soon be over". Voix & choeur dans un esprit gospel. Orgue @ 0'55. Percussions & guitare e-bow @ 1'23. Instrumental tr-27.
All my trials Lord, Soon be over
Verse 1 I had a little book, it was given to me And on every page, selles Liberty All my trials Lord Soon be over
Verse 2 If religion was a thing that money could buy The rich would live, and the poor would die All my trials Lord Soon be over
Bridge Too late my brothers, too late But never mind. All my trials Lord. Soon be over
Verse 3 If Malcolm and Martin were living today They’d look around, what would they say All my trials Lord Soon be over
Bridge Too late my brothers too late But never mind All my trials Lord Soon be over All my trials Lord Soon be over
Traditional arranged by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Paroles ... En suspens, nocturne & mélancolique. Solo de guitare électrique @ ...En suspens, nocturne & mélancolique. Solo de guitare électrique @ 1'27 & 3'27. Chanteur, section de cordes, basse, guitare électrique & rythmique.
Le tempsNous habille de faux semblantsFaux-fuyantsOù l’on se plait souventLe temps Le tempsOù l’on n’a pas su dire à tempsOn se mentEt l’on oublie de dire souvent Je t’aime à ceux qu’on aime Le tempsOù l’on est fier et arrogantInsolentNe dure jamais très longtempsLe temps Le tempshabille de noir nos coeurs d’enfantsOn comprendqu’il est peut-être temps De dire je t’aime à ceux qu’on aime
English translation : TIME Time,Dresses us up in false pretensesSubterfugeAnd we often enjoy itTime Time,Where we weren’t able to say in timeWe're lying to each other And we often forget to say I love you to those we love
TimeWhere we are proud and arrogant InsolentIt never lasts very long Time TimeDresses in black our children's hearts We understand maybe it's time To say I love you to those we love
I don’t need to flyI don’t need to flyI don’t need to flyI don’t need to fly Meeting in HeavenGo from pillow to post me.Vision in HeavenGo from pillow to post me.Meeting in HeavenGo from pillow to post me. I don’t need to flyI don’t need to flyI don’t need to flyI don’t need to fly Go from pillow to post me.Meeting in HeavenGo from pillow to post me.Vision in HeavenGo from pillow to post me.
Paroles ... Célèbre gospel/folksong connu depuis la seconde moitié du 19ème ...Célèbre gospel/folksong connu depuis la seconde moitié du 19ème siècle évoquant la plainte d'une âme sur le chemin de la vie "I am a poor wayfering stranger". Emouvant & triste. Chanteur dans un esprit soul, chimes & nappes de synthé. Instrumental tr-15.
Verse 1
I am a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger In that bright world to which I go.
Chorus I'm going there to meet my Father I'm going there no more to roam I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home.
Verse 2
I know dark clouds Will gather round me I know my way Is rough and steep Yet beautiful fields Lie just before me Where god’s redeemed their vigils keep
Chorus
I'm going there to meet my mother
She said she’d meet me
When I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home. I'm only going over home
Traditional arranged by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Paroles ... Boléro mexicain dans le style norteno. Romantique & sentimental. ...Boléro mexicain dans le style norteno. Romantique & sentimental. Chanteur, petit ensemble avec accordéon. Tex-mex.
VERSENo se si tu amor pronto volverá No se si algún día vuelva a sentir tu piel Se que el tiempo no se detendrá Mil horas pronto me van alejar de tiTal vez nunca vuelva a saber de ti Pero anclado tu recuerdo se quedará Tus besos, tu dulce forma de amar Dime si el corazón te puede esperar.CORORegalame una noche donde solo sean testigos la luna y las estrellas Quédate conmigo Una noche adornada con la esencia de tus besos Quedarás en mi grabada aunque te vayas lejosNo será tan fácil verte partir Quisiera que te quedaras juntito a mi Haré un camino de amor por si tu algún día decides volver mi cielo azul.
Underscore. Boléro mexicain dans le style norteno. Romantique & ...Underscore. Boléro mexicain dans le style norteno. Romantique & sentimental. Petit ensemble avec accordéon, guitare acoustique & guitare pedal steel. Tex-mex.
Underscore. Boléro mexicain dans le style norteno. Romantique & ...Underscore. Boléro mexicain dans le style norteno. Romantique & sentimental. Petit ensemble, guitare acoustique & guitare pedal steel sans accordéon. Tex-mex.
Find time, we never seem to, find timenever seem to find peace of mind,find time, diggin on you, high time digging on you, it’s high time, everydaywe’re all the way, we’re always run awayfrom the sun find time we’re seemnever seem to reach peace of mind always on the run always on the run never seem to reach peace of mind always seems too farnever seem to reachpeace of mindnever ever seem to reach never ever seem to findpeace of mind
PEOPLE ON THE RUN Wake up, little boy Now it's time to brave the cold All the voices in your head Telling you to stay in bed Wake up, little girl, Time to wake and feed the bird Now it's time to ring the bell Show your mind is not for sale Hope you get what you deserve Hope your flame will always burn Hope you're higher than the sun Not like these people on the run Wake up, shady boy Time to play and write a song Sing about a lucky man That people never understand Wake up, lazy girl Now it's time to free the bird Does your place of reverie Is a house upon a tree Hope you get what you deserve Hope your flame will always burn Hope you're higher than the sun Not like these people on the run Not like these people on the run Not like these people on the run
Every morning in the town we are lazyI found it right nowIn our mind we are dirtyDon’t waste your time I’ll be good to be your dandyI own your mindin our love we’ll be crazyDon’t deny
Pray (I need to pray)Stay in love When you loose controlWhen you prayyou can find your heart PrayIt’s not enough babeWhen you loose controlWhen you prayyou can find your heart PRAY!
I’ll be bad for you babyIf you scream and shoutAnd you’ll bring me to the placesFor all this timeYou play with me girlAnd I feel like a dumbBring me pleasureAnd it will be our last night Pray (I need to pray)Stay in love When you loose controlWhen you prayyou can find your heart PrayIt’s not enough babeWhen you loose controlWhen you prayyou can find your heart
Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye ...Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye to your parents' house. Piano, sensitive vocals and a gentle beat create a slightly sentimental atmosphere.
Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye ...Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye to your parents' house. Piano, sensitive vocals and a gentle beat create a slightly sentimental atmosphere.
Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye ...Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye to your parents' house. Piano, sensitive vocals and a gentle beat create a slightly sentimental atmosphere.
Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye ...Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye to your parents' house. Piano, sensitive vocals and a gentle beat create a slightly sentimental atmosphere.
Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye ...Great modern R'n'B/pop song with female vocals about saying goodbye to your parents' house. Piano, sensitive vocals and a gentle beat create a slightly sentimental atmosphere.
VERTIGO I take a look around My feet off the ground Balloons in the sky Make me feel so high And I'm too scared to look down I've got a fear of heights You told me you will be fine I've got a fear of heights I can feel alive My head in the clouds My heart beats so fast And I'm too scared to look down I've got a fear of heights You told me you will be fine I've got a fear of heights Fear of heights Fear of heights Fear of heights
Paroles ... Rock. Intro catchy avec clavier & batterie évoluant dans un esprit ...Rock. Intro catchy avec clavier & batterie évoluant dans un esprit brut, énergique & bruyant. Puissant, confiant & rugissant. Break de basse bluesy @ 1'32. Voix masculine, basse, guitare, batterie, basse & guitare solo.
LEVITATION In the empty streets I am running fast All the street trash cans Falling on the ground I want it now I need it now Let me feel the beat And the fuzzy blast Levitation in my mind Levitation is so fine Levitation is alright I'm gonna shake it out I'm just feeling glad Moving all around And my heart is loud Like a kickdrum sound I want it now I need it now Let me feel the beat Let me drink the night Levitation in my mind Levitation is so fine Levitation is alright I'm gonna shake it out I'm gonna shake it out honey