Text ... Funk music in a 80's, 90's style. Catchy funky guitar intro. Driving, ...Funk music in a 80's, 90's style. Catchy funky guitar intro. Driving, playful & groovy. Break @ 1'40. Male singer, electric guitar, electric piano, synth, rhythm & claps.
I FEEL LOVE When i met you i will never understand
why did i rush to you and take your hand
I felt this attraction was too strong
I couldn’t resist and i don’t think i was wrong
That’s why i came to you houla la
That’s why i talk to you houla la
I want flirt with you houla la
Please listen to me now houla la
Give me your love , your time or something babe
i wanna do my life with you
i will go and win the moon for you
and even pray to god for you
Whatever you want i promess i will do
REFRAIN
What did you do to me I feel love
do you feel the same thing? I feel love
You put a spell on me I feel love
i feel love i feel love
I think it’s time to get closer now
don’t worry babe i will guide you and i know how
the sweat of your body is driving me so crazy
and the taste of your lips make me forget everything
this temptation is too strong we need to make love now
REFRAIN
What did you do to me I feel love
do you feel the same thing? I feel love
did you put a spell on me ? I feel love
i feel love i feel love
Text ... Funk song in a 90's, 00's style. Happy, bouncy, upbeat & unifying. ...Funk song in a 90's, 00's style. Happy, bouncy, upbeat & unifying. Singer, funky synth, rhythm & snaps. Suggested for party & celebration. Clubbing.
FUNKY MUSIC IS ALIVE
That’s the rhythm I’m Talking bout,
Even at the end of the night
You’re my reason to get on fire
Even when I feel down,
I know you through some vinyl songs
waiting for a sign of your mind
Guess it’s true, I’m a fool for you
No one’s ever get me so high
I don’t care where you’ve gone For me
Funky Music is alive
Just the way that it sounds So sweet
Funky Music is alive
I don’t care where you’ve gone So free
Funky Music is alive
A shining star’s burning so bright
Funky Music is alive
Some say that music die
When we forget what it was .
It couldn’t be a real goodbye
As long as you still rocking my life.
I know you through some vinyl songs
Dancing with your vibes in my mind
guess it’s true I’lm a fool for you
No one’s ever get me so high
I don’t care where you’ve gone For me
Funky Music is alive
Just the way that it sounds So sweet
Funky Music is alive
don’t care where you’ve gone So free
Funky Music is alive
A shining star’s burning so bright
Funky Music is alive
Text ... French love song in a jazzy mood. Confident & peaceful. Male & woman ...French love song in a jazzy mood. Confident & peaceful. Male & woman voices, piano, accordion & rythm.
Au jour de fête de ma tête Le soleil éblouit mes rêves Je vois la rose et le muguet Danser au feu de ma gaieté
Brûlent les jours dans un sourire
Couleurs odeurs tout avive La flamme tendre de ma vie Le parfum voluptueux des jours Etourdit le cœur de mes sens
Brûlent les jours dans un sourire
Pourquoi pleurer quand la vie va Le noir destin dort sur la rive Et passe la barque de mon trépasPremier arrêt vers la dérive
Brûlent les jours dans un sourire
Et je rame vers l’au-delà Une rame ici et une rame là Avec la crainte de la fiancée Désordonnée mais décidée Une flamme lèche ma joie Où irai-je si ce n’est là Où reposent tous les sans foi Dans le lit du Nirvana FEAST DAY
The day of my head’s feast day My dreams are dazzled by the sun I see the rose and the lily of the valley Dancing to the fire of my joy The days are burning in a smile
Colours and smells brighten The tender flame of my life The voluptuous perfume of my days Makes dizzy the heart of my senses
Why cry when life is ok The dark destiny sleeps on the bank And the barque of my demise passes by
And I row towards the hereafter An oar here and a oar there With the dread of the betrothed Disoriented but determined
A flame licks at my joy Where will I go if not there Where all the faithless lie in repose In the bed of Nirvana
Text ... French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful & airy. Male & woman ...French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful & airy. Male & woman voices, piano, accordion & rhythm.
Virgule sur la langue Le temps incertain Flotte comme un ange Fixe le silence Fige la rue Et passe son chemin.
Filent les nuages Tombe la pluie Les heures s’égrainent
Le long du chemin La parole revient S’écrit sur la page
Coulent les mots Un flot sur la langue Les minutes s’envolent
Le temps s’éclaircit La rue se disperse L’aurore accomplie
Comma on the tong Uncertain time Floats like an angel Fixes the silence Freezes the street And goes on its way
Clouds fly by Rain falls Hours are counted Along the way Words return Written on the page
A wave of words
Flow from the tongue The minutes fly by The weather brightens The street disperses The dawn accomplished
Text ... French love song in a groovy mood. Determined & jazzy. Male & woman ...French love song in a groovy mood. Determined & jazzy. Male & woman voices, sequencing, Fender Rhodes & rhythm.
Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde Dans un champ des fruits murs Sur une plage deux beaux seins Et sur l’eau un mat’lot Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde
Dans ma rue des bobos Refont l’monde, dans l’ métro Des clodos de not’ monde Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde Sous les ors du palais Il fait bon, il fait frais,
On sourit à not’ monde Une loi, bonne loi Est votée donnant l’droit D’interdire notre monde Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde C’est la joie et tant pisSi le monde s’rétrécit Aux heureux de ce monde
Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde Au dehors sur la mer, Dans l’désert on est pris On périt entre soi Comme des chiens Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde
In a field of ripe fruitsOn a beach two beautiful breasts And on the water a sailor
Hop hop goes the world Hop hop hop our world
In my street the young bourgeois Are changing the world In the metro the trumps of our world
Hop hop goes the world Hop hop hop our world
In the splendour of the palace It feels fine, it’s cool We can smile at our world A law a good law Is voted giving us the right To prohibit our world What joy! and too badIf the world is getting narrower For these lucky people
Hop hop goes the world Hop hop hop our world
They are far away, they are nothing Their black hands scratches the sky
Text ... French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful, melancholic & ...French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful, melancholic & confidential. Female voice, piano & accordion.
Je me souviens De cette chambre en ce matin Du lit défait Et du silence assourdissant Votre présence Comme une absence, les yeux fuyants Où étiez-vous ? Où étiez-vous ?
Vous aviez Un air perdu et si lointain Vos yeux bleus A peine voilés qui souriaient Votre visage Fermé au monde, en ce matin Où étiez-vous ? Où étiez-vous ?
Votre départ Inéluctable et sans retour Me déchirait J’étais perdu, inconsolable Me questionnait Qu’avais-je fait de votre amour Où étiez-vous ? Où étiez-vous ?Where were you
I remember That bedroom one morning The bed unmaid And the deafening silence Your presence Like an absence, furtive eyes Where were you
You had A look so lost so distant Your blue eyesAs if veiled but smiling Your face closed to the world This morning
Where were you
Your leaving Ineluctable, no return Tore me apart I was lost unconsolable Left me with the question What had I done with our love Where were you Where were you
Text ... French song about alcohol like a New-Orleans jazz march. swaying, ...French song about alcohol like a New-Orleans jazz march. swaying, lazy & funny. Male voice, drum, accordion, trombone, trumpet like a marching band.
Le vagabond traîne sa bouteille Il traîne son chien et son mégot Il traîne une vie qui est la sienne
Poussière, poussière
Chauffe le vin de sa bouteille Chauffe le feu de son mégot Chauffe la vie de son vieux chien
Poussière, poussière
Quand vient la nuit puis le sommeil La peur se glisse sous la peau Gratte la plaie où dort sa peine
Poussière, poussière
Specks of dust
The vagabond drags his bottle He drags his dog and his stub He drags a life which is his own
Dust, dust Heat the wine of his bottle Heat the fire of his stub Heat the life of his old dog
Dust, dust Sleep escapes as the night comes Fear slips under the skin Scratches the wounds where sleeps the pain Dust, dust
Text ... Latin salsa funk/rap sung in Spanglish. Lively & positive. Male ...Latin salsa funk/rap sung in Spanglish. Lively & positive. Male singer, percussion & brass section.
From there i come from,
My beauty island,
So put yo hand on the air,
Mi ghetto,
Run take a plane to go San Andres,
a beautiful place to pass it the best,
non stress, come and flex,
Take a walk on the white sand,
with the sun on yo face,
Feel the cool breeze front a the sea,
Is really nice thing,
as yo can see,
Is just like a dream,
A paradise life,
I'm proud to be raizal,
Follow me....
Come and jam,
with mi culture song,
Put your hands in the air,
If yo love to dance,
With my ting shingalin,
Wath wuman me see,
Eo,Eo, Eo
FR:
D’ou?, je viens
Mon i?le de beaute?
Donc, mettez vos mains en l'air
Mon ghetto
Prendre un avion pour aller a? San Andres
Un bel endroit pour passer le meilleur
Pas de stress
Venez et relaxez-vous
Faites une promenade sur le sable blanc
Avec le soleil sur vos visages
Sentez-vous le font de brise frai?che de la mer
C’est une belle chose
Comme vous pouvez le voir
C'est comme un re?ve
Une vie de paradis
Je suis fier d'e?tre “raizal”
Suivez-moi ....
Venez et amusez-vous
Ma chanson de culte
Mettez vos mains en l'air
Si vous aimez danser
Avec mon truc « shingalin »
Quelle femme me regarde
EoEo
Old-fashioned jazz in the spirit of the 20's & 30's. Naive, carefree ...Old-fashioned jazz in the spirit of the 20's & 30's. Naive, carefree & charming. Piano & soprano saxophone duet.
Up-tempo retro jazz in the spirit of the French movies of the 60's. ...Up-tempo retro jazz in the spirit of the French movies of the 60's. Chic & carefree. Jazz ensemble with piano & brass. Faster 2nd part with vibes. For french cinema, comedy & cheesy show.
Text ... Electro pop song. Nocturne, sad & inexorable. Synth, male singer & ...Electro pop song. Nocturne, sad & inexorable. Synth, male singer & rhythm.
It’s not the same game Now you’re really down You try to keep safe again Turn your life around She told you to be better She told you to be someone You looked away tried to linger And required to be alone She told you to be angry She told you to be calm You ran away when you saw the fire Drifted away from your own home It’s not the same game Now you’re really down You try to keep safe again Turn your life around Songs ring out inside his walls Feels like a stranger in his house A day among the unknown Just tryin’ to be the perfect spouse You’re not the same boy Now you feel the pressure You’re not overjoyed But you deal with censure She told you to be better She told you to be someone You looked away tried to linger And required to be alone She told you to be angry She told you to be calm You ran away when you saw the fire Drifted away from your own home
