Folk song / contemporary western. Confident, carefree & pastoral. ...Folk song / contemporary western. Confident, carefree & pastoral. Male singer, folk guitar & harmonica.
Letras ... Folk song on a waltz rhythm. Swaying, romantic & lazy. Male singer, ...Folk song on a waltz rhythm. Swaying, romantic & lazy. Male singer, acoustic guitar & orchestra.
All night longIn the eye ofA new galaxy
In the morning Bringing you back homeOn the highway i driveA little bit too slow
Come on look at these planesThey're flying over the rainOver the rain
I stay at home all the dayUnder curfew i feelA little unsteady
But your perfume in the airTakes me far awayOn the roadsAnd over the hills
Come on look at these planesThey're flying over the rainOver the rain
Letras ... Folk song on a waltz movement. Male falsetto voice, acoustic guitar, ...Folk song on a waltz movement. Male falsetto voice, acoustic guitar, slide & strings @ 1'14.
Lost on the highwaySomebody waved to me« i’m Mia i’m lost again yeah »
Come onDrink up all the tea girlI wait with you‘til you warm up your feet I wait
Gone on the highwaySo far away from homeOh miaShe fell asleep yeah
Please don’t Worry about the weatherYou’re safe and warmUnder lullabies lightnings
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Instrumental alternate version. Nu folk ballad on a waltz movement. ...Instrumental alternate version. Nu folk ballad on a waltz movement. Acoustic guitar, slide & strings.
Letras ... Folk song on a waltz movement. Male vocal, acoustic guitar, choir & ...Folk song on a waltz movement. Male vocal, acoustic guitar, choir & electronics.
I know it's too lateWhen birds wake me upAnd i wonderWhere have you been all my life
You know that i don'tKill spiders anymoreI surrenderTo the big wave from the sea
The day has comeI should go up the sycamoreThe day has comeAnd i hear someone Knock knockKnocking at the door
No lines on the roadsNo boats on the seaI surrenderTo the big sleep on my tree
The day has comeI should go up the sycamoreThe day has comeAnd i hear someone Knock knockKnocking at the door
Letras ... Folk song. Determined & serious. Female voice, folk & electric ...Folk song. Determined & serious. Female voice, folk & electric guitars & tambourine.
When I was a young manLife seemed so easyNever had any plansFate would take care of me I felt warm in your armsLonging for your embraceI was tricked by your charmsA fool falling from grace Ah ah ah ah … Lost in a hazeLife is a maze
Blue Jean Baby, stop looking so sad.I’ve seen the future, it ain’t looking that bad.The trees were higher, you were still there.I’m not supposed to tell you anything about it. You say that all is over now.But I’ve seen it, you’ll get through somehow.You must find the way.Because I’ve seen it, you’ll get through someday. Blue Jean Baby, what have you done.You lost all faith in everyone.But Blue Jean Baby, it can’t be all bad.Finish this chapter, write another story now. You say that all is over now.But I’ve seen it, you’ll get through somehow.You must find the way.Because I’ve seen it, you’ll get through someday.
Letras ... Alternative, indie rock. Catchy, cyclic & constant. Suggested for TV ...Alternative, indie rock. Catchy, cyclic & constant. Suggested for TV show, independent movie, destiny, romance. Acoustic guitar, piano, organ & female singer.
I've been known to walk
With other souls in pain.
How can I explain the shame
That makes you do it again?
In the middle of the night
When wrongs are rights,
And you've got nothing left to lose;
You could choose to feel
What's revealed;
Conceal and be numb.
Oh, I'm wise
And I know the score,
So before we begin;
I'm going to look for the door.
Tried to have a talk with myself
About the walk I'd take with you.
The conclusion that I drew
Was it would be of no use.
So I, I'll decide:
Let's take a ride;
Into the night,
Into the night,
Into the night.
Elle prend une photo.
Il n'y aura pas de questions.
Tu prends le train.
Il n'y a nulle part où aller.
Il regarde un film en noir et blanc.
Elle écrit:
"Ton arrondissement
ou le mien?"
Letras ... Alternate with spoken world in French @ 1'49.
I've been known to walk With other souls in pain. How can I explain the shame That makes you do it again? In the middle of the night When wrongs are rights, And you've got nothing left to lose; You could choose to feel What's revealed; Conceal and be numb. Oh, I'm wise And I know the score, So before we begin; I'm going to look for the door. Tried to have a talk with myself About the walk I'd take with you. The conclusion that I drew Was it would be of no use. So I, I'll decide: Let's take a ride; Into the night, Into the night, Into the night. Elle prend une photo. Il n'y aura pas de questions. Tu prends le train. Il n'y a nulle part où aller. Il regarde un film en noir et blanc. Elle écrit: "Ton arrondissement ou le mien?"
Letras ... Canadian indie folk band. Bright electric guitar intro evolving with ...Canadian indie folk band. Bright electric guitar intro evolving with piano reverb & shiny layers. Awe inspiring voice duo @ 0'45 with cello. Glockenspiel @ 1'30. Drum @ 1'53. Perfect for morning awakening, indie film, romance & family.
Say you will be alright
Say you will be alright
Say you’ll get through the night Say you’ll get to the light.
Letras ... Canadian indie folk band. Soft, quiet & tender. Acoustic picking ...Canadian indie folk band. Soft, quiet & tender. Acoustic picking guitar intro. Male voice @ 0'58 in an intimate mood. Harmonica @ 2'01. Female & male duet @ 2'27. Suggested for countryside, travel & rural environment.
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
Letras ... Canadian indie folk band. Quiet, tender & affectionate. Gentle ...Canadian indie folk band. Quiet, tender & affectionate. Gentle acoustic picking guitar & male voice. Electric guitar with shaker @ 1'03. Suggested for countryside, travel, rural environment.
I don’t need no one to tell me You’ve been on my mind lately I know
I’ve been thinking lots about you Wondering if I’ll ever get through My love
Some friends of mine they thought we should have Never got together from the start
But what do you think?
Is life lighter without me now,
How do you feel kissing someone else’s neck?
Still dreaming about you now and then Hoping to get fixed in the end
Always smiling with all my friends but They don’t know my castle’s made of sand
For you don’t answer when I call I stay awake until I fall
I miss you
Where have you been?
Tell me did you leave America, Making sure you don’t look back? Chasing clouds in South Australia, Trying to get back on track?
I go where The golden glints gatherI followTheir lights and I whisper The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin
They’ll take me To the borders of the worldWhere the seas Fall in the Milky Way The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin I will kissThe sea drops in the airShould I jump?Please just remember that … The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin
Letras ... Famous gospel/folksong known since the second half of the 19th ...Famous gospel/folksong known since the second half of the 19th century about a plaintive soul on the journey through life "I am a poor wayfering stranger". Moving & sad. Male voice in a soul spirit, chimes & synth layers. 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
There ain’t nobody that I knowThat walks full of libertyWe’re cursed and our bodies curl upHow can’t we speak out against it ? We’re like stuck in a winterWhere the cold pinches our skinThe wind does squeeze in everywhereFreezing our faces with fear Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end? I‘ll call the sun and warm you upI’ll say Don’t give in, keep it up,Have some food and have a restAnd let your soul just do the rest I know your hearts are differentPlease stop smothering their beats!I know your inner nature manI know you could be innocent!
Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end?
In all my dreams you stand up freeAnd proudly give that look at meI would see how life is strongFlowing from your gigantic eyes I’d say Happy, I’m so happy!I’m gonna paint myself in greenI’m gonna jump like a hopperAbove the seas above the skies Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end?
Hey baby, I don’t think that you understandYou’re turning, you’re turning, You are turning around me but I’ve got a man Well do you need a written notice as a fact?Are you rea, are you rea,Are you really stupid or do you just pretend? I’m already taken and I sayLet us be friends, let us be friends again
Don’t you see that you ain’t deceiving nobodyYour uncea, your unceaYour unceasing simpering ways get on my nerves Don’t put on such airs showing so much soppinessPlease relax, have a wank, And then come back to me when you get over it You’re nice and cute oh little boyLet us be friends, let us be friends again
Let us be friends, don’t try to charm meLet us be friends, don’t put the blame on meLet us be friends, please keep it cool babyLet us be friends, just find another lover!
Letras ... African-American spiritual song of the 19th century. "Go, tell it on ...African-American spiritual song of the 19th century. "Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere, Go, tell it on the mountain,That Jesus lives again...". Introduction with gospel lead vocal & choir a cappella. Rhythm section & electric guitar @ 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
Letras ... Chinese pop/folk ballad. Sung in mandarin. Simple, naive & intimate. ...Chinese pop/folk ballad. Sung in mandarin. Simple, naive & intimate. Female singer, acoustic guitar & rhythm.
There were no girls not wearing flowers
There were no boys not riding horses.
Girls with flowers waiting for the wedding.
Boys ride the horses to visit the girls’ families.
No flower will not fade
No horse will cross the bridge
Withered flowers are buried everywhere
The horse crossing the bridge does not turn back
When you sing my song.
My horse and I are tired.
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished
Letras ... Traditional lament from the Caribbean region of Colombia, sung in ...Traditional lament from the Caribbean region of Colombia, sung in Spanish. Poignant & touching. Female singer, claps & Spanish guitar.
Yo te doy mi corazónLlora gavilánSió sió gavilánY tú a mí me das el tuyoLlora gavilánSió sió gavilánSió sió gavilánQue me encuentro el desvaríoLlora gavilánSió sió gavilánSió sió gavilánYo soy como el gallo negroLlora gavilánSió sióQue me encuentro el desvaríoLlora gavilánSió sió gavilánSió sió gavilánYo soy como el gallo negroLlora gavilánSió sió
Aida traditional arrangement Bossa - Oliver Angel traditional arrangement Camargo May - Orlando Eduardo traditional arrangement Donado González - José Carlos traditional arrangement María Ortega
Underscore. Traditional from the Caribbean region of Colombia. ...Underscore. Traditional from the Caribbean region of Colombia. Melancholic & touching. Spanish guitar & claps.
Aida traditional arrangement Bossa - Oliver Angel traditional arrangement Camargo May - Orlando Eduardo traditional arrangement Donado González - José Carlos traditional arrangement María Ortega
WaitWait for meWait for me my friendI’ll be back again I watch you walkDown from the windowsill Cause I have to meet my devil tonight WaitWait for meWait for me my friendI’ll be back again I hope you won’t hold it against meCause I swear I’ll make it up to you
Letras ... "A simple French song about ""infinitesimally small & infinitely ..."A simple French song about ""infinitesimally small & infinitely grand"". Female voice and guitar."
Dans un seul grain de sableil y a le SaharaEt dans une simple goutteil y a tout l'océanDans une feuille d'érableil y a le Canada L'infiniment petitc'est l'infiniment grand Dans un petit glaçonil y a tout l'AntartiqueEt dans un courant d'airil y a les ouragansDans un quart de soupiril y a toute la musique L'infiniment petitc'est l'infiniment grand C'est comme ça c'est la vieà travers un microscopeou à travers un téléscopec'est du pareil au mêmedes boules tournentautour de boulesqui tournentde boules qui tournent Dans un seul petit motil y a toutes les histoiresDans un éclat de rireil y a tout les enfantsDans un le regard d'un hommeil y a tout les espoirs L'infiniment petitc'est l'infiniment grandL'infiniment petitc'est l'infiniment grand