Text ... Salsa song. Danceable & uplifting. Male vocal, piano, horns, bass & ...Salsa song. Danceable & uplifting. Male vocal, piano, horns, bass & percussion.
Son Son Son
Traigo un Son Son Son
Sabroso
Son Son Son
Traigo un Son Son Son
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Yo aqui te lo traigo
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Pa' que lo goces
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
El son de mi barrio
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Yo te traigo de mi tierra
Mi poesia y canciones
Que han llenado de alergia
A tantas generaciones
Suénalo
Te traigo mujeres bellas
Con hermosa piel morena
Esbeltas como palmeras
Y cintura de sirenas
Siento que me muero cuando de ella me alejo
Bella tierra mia es un pedacito de cielo
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Representando a mi gente
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Vengo de frente
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Mi terra bella
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Vengo a repartir bellezas
Un cielo de mil colores
Sonrisas y frutas frescas
Y un rico aroma de flores
Invito a mi gente bella
A celebrar esta noche
Al ritmo de las estrellas
Que toda mi gente goce
Siento que me muero cuando de ella me alejo
Bella tierra mia es un pedacito de cielo
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
De mil colores
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Te traigo flores
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Y fruta fresca
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Voy repartiendo bellezas
De mi tierra te traigo un son bien sabroso (x6)
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Con alegria
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Para la tierra mia
Son Son Son
Son de mi tierra, traigo un son
Ay yo te traigo mi son
Son Son Son
De Monte Adentro, traigo un Son
Sabroso para ti !
EN:
Son Son
I bring a Son Son Son
Tasty
Son Son
I bring a Son Son Son
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
I bring it to you here
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
For your enjoyment
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
The sound of my neighborhood
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I bring you from my land
My Poetry and Songs
Who have filled with joy
To so many generations
Play it
I bring you beautiful women
With gorgeous tanned skin
Slender as a palm tree
And mermaid's waist
I feel like I'm dying when I walk away from her
My beautiful land is a little piece of heaven
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
Representing my people
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I'm coming head-on
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
My beautiful land
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I come to deliver beauties
A sky of a thousand colors
Smiles and fresh fruit
And a rich scent of flowers
I invite my beautiful people
To celebrate tonight
To the rhythm of the stars
May all my people enjoy
I feel like I'm dying when I walk away from her
My beautiful land is a little piece of heaven
Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
Of a thousand colors
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I bring you flowers
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
And fresh fruit
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
I'm handing out beauties
From my land I bring you a tasty son (x6)
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
With joy
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
For my land
Son Son Son
Son from my land, I bring a son
Oh I bring you my son
Son Son Son
From Monte Adentro, I bring a Son
Text ... Bitter sweet salsa sung in spanglish. Male vocal, percussion, piano & ...Bitter sweet salsa sung in spanglish. Male vocal, percussion, piano & brass section.
ES: He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.Oye salio? el solMucha gente motivada teniendo el controlHace falta la tierra pero aqui? estoy yoMi tierra me llama, taking all for allSo?lo pensarte me hace llorar, quiero regresar.So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, Quiero volver pa' vacilarHe mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama. Take it slow, let it flowForm the east to the west coast.North and south,La cosa se pone mejor.Latinos hang outTumbao con flow montuno y guaguancoY el negro vacilo?So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, quiero regresar.So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, Quiero volver pa' vacilarHe mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.Oye, groove it babyOye bailador, Sube que sube, que sube.I wanna go back, tengo ganas del volver a ver.Mi tierra me llama.Mi gente mi isla que me vio nacer.Mi tierra me llama.Cantar con mi familia que hace tiempo me ve.Mi tierra me llama.Todo esta listo, vacilando en el week end.Mi tierra me llama.So?lo pensarte me hace llorar.Mi tierra me llama.So?lo pensarte me hace llorar, Quiero volver pa' vacilarHe mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama.He mama, he mama, he mama mi tierra bella me llama. EN:He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.Hey the sun is outMany motivated people being in controlMissing the land but here I amMy land is calling me, taking all for allJust the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back.Just the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back to danceHe mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.Take it slow, let it flowForm the east to the west coast.North and south, it gets better.Latinos hang outTumbao with flow montuno and guaguancoAnd the black one dancedJust the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back.Just the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back for a whileHe mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.Hey, groove it babyHey dancer, It goes up, it goes up.I wanna go back, I wanna see again.My land is calling me.My people my island that witnessed my birth.My land calls me.Singing with my family who have waited a long time to see me.My land calls me.Everything is ready, hesitating in the week end.My land calls me.Just the thought of you makes me cry.My land calls me.Just the thought of you makes me cry, I want to come back to danceHe mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me.He mama, he mama, he mama my beautiful land is calling me. FR:Eh maman (x 3) Ma belle terre m’appelleEh maman (x 3) Ma belle terre m’appelleE?coute, le soleil se le?veBeaucoup de gens motive?s ont le contro?leMa terre me manque, mais je suis iciMa terre m’appelle, en prenant tout par toutSimplement d'y penser me fait pleurerJ'ai envie de rentrerSimplement d'y penser me fait pleurerJe veux rentrer pour m'amuserPrenez votre temps, laisser coulerDe l'est a? la co?te ouestNord et sudTout commence a? devenir mieuxLatinos "sortez"Tumbao avec du "flow" montuno guaguanco?Et le noir s'amuseHey, bouge-toi ma petiteHey danseurMontez, montezJe veux rentrerMa terre m’appelleMon peuple de mon i?le, qui m'a vu nai?treMa terre m'appelleChanter avec ma famille, on ne s'est pas vu depuis longtempsMa terre m'appelleTout est pre?t, on s'amuse tout le week-endMa terre m'appelleSimplement d'y penser me fait pleurerJ'ai envie de rentrerSimplement d'y penser me fait pleurerJe veux rentrer pour
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.
Modern exotica/electro cumbia with attitude in a dub mood. Danceable ...Modern exotica/electro cumbia with attitude in a dub mood. Danceable & steady. Side-chain synths, electronic keyboards, Latin & electronic percussion.
Alternate version in a circus mood. Joyful, lively & exuberant. ...Alternate version in a circus mood. Joyful, lively & exuberant. Ensemble with brass, strings & mallet percussion.
Text ... Upbeat country song in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the ...Upbeat country song in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the bayou. Male singer, pedal steel, accordion, fiddle.
GOODTIME HONKY TONK VERSE Just a little past the county line Where the kudzu’s growin’ up the cross road sign
Sun’s sinkin’ thru the pine You’ll find the goodtime honky tonk
VERSE Just one happy family Blowin’ off steam at the end of the week Yes sir, no ma’am, thank you, please At the goodtime honky tonk
CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk
VERSE Jukebox sittin’ on the old front porch Punch those numbers and hit the floor We all know what we’re here for
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
VERSE None of that new country breed Just Hank and Lefty and some Brenda Lee Listen to Willie puff some weed At the goodtime Honky Tonk
CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk
INSTRUMENTAL
REPEAT CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk At the goodtime Honky Tonk At the goodtime Honky Tonk Heyeeeee
Underscore. Upbeat country cue in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a ...Underscore. Upbeat country cue in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the bayou. Pedal steel, accordion, fiddle.
Text ... French song. Pop ballad / neo retro. Exotic, dreamy & mellow. ...French song. Pop ballad / neo retro. Exotic, dreamy & mellow. Electric guitar solo @ 1'23. Female singer, twangy guitar, fx reverb, bass & rhythm.
Si un jour tu m’emmènes
A la plage J’aimerais tant plonger Dans les vagues Je te promets que je resterais Sage Mais tu ne comprends pas Que je rêve de ça
Quand l’été est là Je sens le soleil sur ma peau Tu marches avec moi Mais tu pars un peu trop tôt
Je veux y croire Mais tu me refuses ça Nous sur le sable Etendus et nus Amoureux Toujours
Si un jour tu m’emmènes
A la plage J’aimerais tant plonger Dans les vagues Je te promets que je resterais Sage Mais tu ne comprends pas Que je rêve de ça
Alors je sors seule la nuit Je cherche un ami Et puis quand
Sonne minuit Je suis folle de lui Nous courons dans les dunes Eclairés par la lune
Si un jour tu m’emmènes
A la plage J’aimerais tant plonger Dans les vagues Je te promets que je resterais Sage Mais tu ne comprends pas Que je rêve de ça English translation : THE BEACH If one day you take me to the beach I would like to dive into the waves I promise you that I will be careful But you don’t understand That’s what I’m dreaming of
When summer is here I feel the sun on my skin You walk with me
But you leave a little too early
I want to believe it
But you want let me Us on the sand,
stretched out and naked,
In Love,
Always
If one day you take me to the beach I would like to dive into the waves I promise you that I will be careful But you don’t understand That’s what I’m dreaming of
So I go out alone at night I'm looking for a friend And then when midnight sounds I'm crazy about him We run through the dunes Lit by the moon
If one day you take me to the beach I would like to dive into the waves I promise you that I will be careful But you don’t understand That’s what I’m dreaming of
Text ... French song. Ballade pop / pop song. Dreamy, hovering & funny. ...French song. Ballade pop / pop song. Dreamy, hovering & funny. Sentimental @ 2'00. Female singer, electric guitar 12 stings, folk guitar & rhythm.
Michel, bavard et maladroit Pas si fidèle que ça Il aime faire la java
Michel, il a de drôles d’envies Il conduit sans permis Il aime faire des paris
Michel il ne fait pas semblant Ses défauts émouvants Et si Michel me ment
C’est beau Quand il me dit des choses Me compare à une rose J’aime quand Michel il ose
Michel, dans ses yeux l’Italie Les matinées au lit Les couleurs de la vie
Michel il ne fait pas semblant Ses défauts émouvants Et quand Michel me ment C’est beau Quand il me dit des choses Me compare à une rose La vie est moins morose
Michel nous deux c’est du sérieux et si Un jour on est vieux Michel les couleurs seront là Mon cœur, mon cœur s’emballera
Comme à chaque fois Comme à chaque fois
English translation :
MICHEL (ex western)
Michel, talkative and clumsy Not all that faithful He likes to party
Michel, he has funny desires He drives without a license He likes to make bets
Michel, he doesn’t pretend His touching faults And if Michel is lying to me
It's beautiful When he tells me things Compares me to a rose I like it when Michel dares
Michel, Italy in his eyes
Mornings in bed The colors of life
Michel, he doesn’t pretend His touching faults And if Michel is lying to me It's beautiful When he tells me things Compares me to a rose Life is less morose
Michel, both of us it’s serious stuff and if One day, we are old Michel, the colors will be there My heart, my heart will be full
Text ... Country / folk song with a touch of bluegrass. Confident & lively. ...Country / folk song with a touch of bluegrass. Confident & lively. Female singer, guitar, mandolin, fiddle & electric bass. Banjo @ 1'35.
Gotta keep on movingGotta find a way to get close to youHelp me keep on moving, gottastay on my feet if I wanna get close to youI’m not bad at moving, when I gotta,And I just don’t know what else to do Gotta keep my head up, everyNow and then look up to the skyBeen so low I don’t recall what the Leaves on the trees look likeI’m doing my best,But won’t you help me with the rest Oh while I’m still breathing I’m moving fastIf you want me to stayYou gotta ask If only I could love youI would spend all night getting close to youIf only I could love you I would Be the one you could call yoursOh it sounds so pretty, But if I don’t show you know I’m so unsure Oh while I’m still breathing I’m moving fastIf you want me to stay You gotta ask I won’t say it won’t work if youSay you’ll do the same Hold myself still,StopAnd get myself to stayBut every time I tryYou just slip off to the sideAnd I keep moving Oh while I’m still breathing I’m moving fastIf you want me to stayYou gotta ask x2
Text ... Song sung in French. 20's 30's. Dramatic & sentimental. Female ...Song sung in French. 20's 30's. Dramatic & sentimental. Female singer, accordion & piano.
J’ai rêvé que tu partaisJ’ai rêvé que tu étaisDerrière ce murSilencieux et durTon corps s’éloignaitTon corps s’effaçaitJe restais désolée derrière ce mur Dans la brume de mes penséesJe chavireJ’étreint ton souvenirLaisse-moi caresser ta mainEt te voir revenir (bis) J’ai rêvé ton retourJ’ai rêvé tant de joursContre le mur de ton silenceTon corps s’approchaitTon corps me touchaitJe restais enflamméeContre ce mur
English translation : I dreamt you were living I dreamt you were livingI dreamt that you were behindThis hard silent wallYour body in the distance,Disappearing. In the mist o my thoughtsI capsize,I clutch to your memoryLet me kiss your handAnd see you come back I dreamt of your returnI dreamt for some many daysAgainst the wall of your silenceYour body came nearerYour body touched mineI remained inflamedAgainst the wall
Instrumental version, no voice. France. 20's 30's. Dramatic & ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. 20's 30's. Dramatic & sentimental. Accordions, piano & double-bass.
Text ... Song sung in French. 20's & 50's. Waltz. Disturbing & dramatic. ...Song sung in French. 20's & 50's. Waltz. Disturbing & dramatic. Female singer, accordion, piano & double-bass.
Sur les toits de Paris la nuitLes Apaches* sont réunisEt dans l’éclat de lune qui blanchit les maisonsDes ombres se projettent en longIls préparent un coup vengeurLa lame de couteau sur le cœurEt demain on lira dans les journaux du soir :« Un homme a succombé dans le noir » Ah ! regardez-les passer quand ils glissent sans bruitFilant à travers les rues d’un quartier de Paris Ils n’ont pas l’air de s’en faire et partent à la conquêteDes filles qu’ils font danser le soir au bal musetteEt sur les accords vibrants d’un vieil accordéonMurmurent les mots d’amour qui donnent le frissonMais ils finiront un jour reclus à la Roquette*Et regretterons le temps qui fait perdre la tête... Au bord du Canal St MartinDans la froideur d’un p’tit matinUne étrange silhouette s’arrête un court instantEst-ce un marinier ou un passant ?L’onde calme soudain s’agiteUne forme se précipiteEt dans le rouge sang d’un fugace refletUn corps disparaît à tout jamais Écoutez filles des faubourgsPrenez garde aux trop beaux discoursLes serments prononcés à la lueur d’un lampionSont là pour vous faire perdre raisonSi le cœur de Paris la nuitVous entraîne dans ses foliesDieu sait où les baisers de ces mauvais garçonsUn jour ou l’autre vous conduiront ?
English translation : Apaches On the rooftops of ParisThe Apaches meetAnd as the white light of the moon shines on the houses belowAnd the shadows lengthenThey are preparing their revengeKnife blade on their heartsAnd tomorrow we will read in the evening papers:“A man succumbed in the darkness” Ah ! Watch them slip silently by Criss crossing the streets of the Parisian quartierThey don’t seem too concerned and set out to win the heartsOf the girlsThey dance with in the evening at the bal musette*And to the Moving vibrato of an old accordionThey whisper sweet nothings to make heart flutterBut they will end up one day in the RoquetteAnd will regret these heady moments On the banks of the Saint Martin CanalIn the chill of the early hoursA strange silhouette halts just for a momentIs it a bargeman or a passer-by?Suddenly the calm waters are disturbedA shadow flees byAnd in the red blood of a fleeting reflexionA body disappears forever Listen you faubourg girlsBeware of pretty storiesVows pronounced by the light of a Chinese lanternAre there to make you loose your headsIf the heart of Paris by nightLeads you into a follyLord knows where these bad boy’s kissesWill take you one day or another.
