No simple word, The open book, The letter's kill and you can't lookA broken lock, The empty mouth, A distant sound creeping out
A long, long, gone melodyA long, long, gone memory of wonder A silent word, The poison took, The shallow eyes take their last lookA whispered doubt, An empty house, An autumn leaf on the ground A long, long, gone melodyA long, long, gone memory of wonder
Text ... Dreamy & peaceful. Male voice, folk guitars & synth.
Je n’’ai jamais réussi à mettre deux plus deux ensembleJusqu’à ce que je te rencontreJe n’ai jamais aimé comme j’ai aimé avec toiJe ne veux pas vivre sans toiJe ne serai jamais le même sans toiSois celle qui me fautParle-moiParle avec gentillesse, marche avec attentionL’amour est précieux, l’amour est rareAttention à la manière dont tu entres dans ma vie !Attention quand tu glisses dans mon mondeIl me plaît de te regarder te lever,Si tu n’étais pas là, je disparaîtraisComment pourrais-je dépendre autant de l’amour ?Comment cela peut-il être si facileDe t’aimerDe t’enlacerDe prendre soin de toiJe n’ai jamais, jamais senti comme ça auparavant, oh non…Comment pourrais-je dépendre autant de l’amour ?Jamais le paradis n’a semblé aussi réel.SI proche.
Text ... Tender & peaceful. Male voice & folk guitar.
Les douces étoiles au-dessus de la mer me guidentCombien de temps avant de devenir « moi », enfinTenir ta main me rend si fortPas de repos pour toi mon amour, continue…Je vois Overland…Il y a un endroit où il faut être.Oh, ni vent, ni pluie, ni le froid de l’hiverNi aucune étoile peut me libérer.Je vois Overland…Il y a un endroit où je peux être moiToujours.
Text ... Carefree & peaceful. Male voice, folk guitar, celesta & tambourine.
Sois coolFais-le bienDis-le aussi fort que tu peux si tu veuxFais-le coolRends-moi fortRends-moi completJ’ai attendu tellement longtemps.Elle est toujours dans ma têteElle est juste là devant mes yeuxElle ne s’en ira jamaisQuand elle est là,Je sens que la vie est plutôt okSois coolFais-le bienDis-le aussi fort que tu peux si tu veuxFais-le coolRends-moi fortNous avons toujours nous-même
Text ... Well-known 19th century minstrel song composed by Stephen Foster. ...Well-known 19th century minstrel song composed by Stephen Foster. "Oh, Susanna, Don't you cry for me, ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee...". Male country singer, guitare, banjo, slide dobro & rythmique. Instrumental tr-28 & 29.
Verse 1 Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see It rained all night the day I left The weather it was dry Sun so hot I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Verse 2 I had a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne She was coming around the hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said I come from Dixie girl Suzanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee Yeah Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee
Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P) Arrangement by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Text ... Traditional prison, logging, and railroad work song from the late ...Traditional prison, logging, and railroad work song from the late 19th century also known as Nine Pound Hammer. "Take this hammer and carry it to the captain". Country & western style singer, banjo, harmonica & slide dobro. Sousaphone & drums @ 0'58. Instrumental tr-16.
Chorus
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain Take this hammer and carry it to the captain Take this hammer and carry it to the captain
An’ Tell him I’m gone Tell him I’m gone
Verse 1
If he ask you was I runnin’ If he ask you was I runnin’ If he ask you was I runnin’ Tell him I was flyin’ Tell him I was flyin’ If he ask you was I laughin’ If he ask you was I laughin’ If he ask you was I laughin’ Tell him I was cryin’ Tell him I was cryin’
Chorus
Take this hammer carry it to the captain Take this hammer carry it to the captain Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Tell him I’m gone Tell him I’m gone
Verse 2
I don’t want no green back dollar I don’t want no green back dollar I don’t want no green back dollar
It hurts my pride It hurts my pride
Chorus
Take this hammer carry it to the captain Take this hammer carry it to the captain Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Tell him I’m gone Tell him I’m gone
Take this hammer carry it to the captain Tell him I’m gone Tell him I’m gone
Traditional arranged byManuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Text ... Traditional American ballad of the late 19th century originating from ...Traditional American ballad of the late 19th century originating from South Appalachian area also known as Black Girl or My Girl. "In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines, And you shiver when the cold winds blow". Male country singer, double-bass, slide dobro, banjo & e-bow guitar @ 0'54. Instrumental tr-21 & 22.
Chorus
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold winds blow
Verse 1
Little girl, little girl, what have I done That makes you treat me so? You caused me to weep, you caused me to mourn And you caused me to leave my home
Chorus
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold winds blow
Verse 2
The longest train I ever saw Came down that Georgia line The engine passed at six o'clock And the cab came by at nine
Chorus
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And we shiver when the cold winds blow
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold winds blow
Traditional arranged by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Confident, catchy & sentimental. Male & ...Canadian indie folk band. Confident, catchy & sentimental. Male & female voice duet with lovely lyrics. Acoustic guitar & indie folk drum. Chorus @ 1'11. Chanted onomatopoeia @ 1'54. Suggested for sad stories, teenager & american indie film.
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
Text ... Rhythmic & uplifting love song in a Mexican folk style, sung in ...Rhythmic & uplifting love song in a Mexican folk style, sung in Spanish. Male singer, Jarana Huasteca, guacharaca, strings, requinto solo @ 1'40.
Tenerte me fascina y me provoca Arrancarte de mi piel y mi memoria Nos vemos, nos olemos, nos besamos Y mi sexto sentido me cuestiona, ¿Nos amamos?¿Nos amamos? Esclavo de un impulso, una mascota Que se tiene, pero nunca se le toca Presiento que me huyes y no importa Solo fuimos cómplices de una derrota ¿Nos cegamos?¿Nos cegamos? Eran labios color rojo carmesí Se llevaban lo que quedaba de mí Yo recuerdo aquel intenso frenesí Y no siento ser aquel que una vez fui Amanece, Amanece, Amanece, Ama... Tenerte me fascina y me provoca Arrancarte de mi piel y mi memoria Nos vemos, nos olemos, nos besamos Y mi sexto sentido me cuestiona, ¿Nos amamos? ¿Nos amamos? Eran labios color rojo carmesí Se llevaban lo que quedaba de mí Yo recuerdo aquel intenso frenesí Y no siento ser aquel que una vez fui Eran labios color rojo carmesí Se llevaban lo que quedaba de mí Yo recuerdo aquel intenso frenesí Y no siento ser aquel que una vez fui Amanece, Amanece, Amanece, Ama...
Instrumental. Rhythmic & uplifting track in a Mexican folk style. ...Instrumental. Rhythmic & uplifting track in a Mexican folk style. Strings, Jarana Huasteca, guacharaca, requinto solo @ 1'40.
Text ... Determined but dreamy. Male voice, folk & electric guitars & ...Determined but dreamy. Male voice, folk & electric guitars & percussion.
Bon, je frappe à la porteComme j’ai toujours faitUn chien dort là, dehors.Elle me regardeVille d’Evelyn,Je ne devrais plus être làTu me laisses entrer ?Mots et images changent sans toi.Plus vrai que vrai, c’est vraiPortes et ponts ferment derrière toiQue ferai-je ?
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Harmonica intro with acoustic guitar. Soft ...Canadian indie folk band. Harmonica intro with acoustic guitar. Soft male voice @ 0'30. Tender, affectionate & inspiring. Banjo @ 1'01 for bucolic scene. Duo with female voice @ 1'11. Perfect for rural environment, firecamp, countryside & leisure.
I’m a bird stuck in a stormy night
Trying to make it to a tree
And I found you on my way
Let’s fly real high ‘till the morning comes
You don’t need to be scared at all No flood can drown a flying bird
Say you will Say you will Say you will Follow me
And we’ll learn to read the winds better Always best to have them on your side And we’ll rest when we want to
On a floating branch somewhere
You don’t need to be scared at all Life is good to those who
Dare to try
High, high High, high
Text ... Soul ballad in a spirit of brotherhood based on the late 18th century ...Soul ballad in a spirit of brotherhood based on the late 18th century Scottish & Irish folksong The Wild Mountain Thyme. "Well, not so long ago, I had the sweetest dream, I will never forget the feeling, people walking hand in hand...". Male singer & electric guitar. Baritone guitar & bass @ 1'11. Instrumental tr-20.
Verse 1
Well, not so long ago, I had the sweetest dream I will never forget the feeling, People walking hand in hand Will you come with me, come
To the other side of the river Where peace you will find,
Reach the other side, will we ever Will you come With me, come
Verse 2
I’m awake, but my dream is still here,
In my heart my soul and mind And I hope this dream we can share,
‘Cause your heart beats just like mine Will you come with me, come To the other side of the river Where peace you will find,
Reach the other side, will we ever Will you come with me, come Will you come, Come with me, come Will you come With me, come
Words by: Michael Wesley RobinsonMusic by: Manuel Galvin
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Atmospheric intro. Confident, sentimental & ...Canadian indie folk band. Atmospheric intro. Confident, sentimental & bittersweet. Acoustic guitar & male voice. Piano @ 2'05. Build-up @ 2'38 with drum, cello & female voice. Finale with choir. Suggested for travel, family, teenager & indie film.
Sail away from the cries of your cynical thoughts
Sail away from the hurry to prove them wrong
Sail away from the voices who can't help but bring you down Let them think they know something
Then sail away
Sail away from the land where your dreams seem unreal
Sail away to where you don't have to do, where you only have to be Sail away from the striving
Sail away from the struggle
Sail away to the heavens, they're right here in your hands
Sail away to better lands
Text ... Folk ballad. Melancholic, wandering & intimate. Acoustic and twangy ...Folk ballad. Melancholic, wandering & intimate. Acoustic and twangy guitars, male singer & rhythm.
One day will come, when you know what to do And I’ll be here with you One day will come, but I’ll wait until I’m sure That I’ll stay with her A new day is coming, with the beating of her heart Oh I’ll never let you down A new day is coming, and makes me think of the two of us When I’m not with her One day will come, when you know what I mean And you’ll see, what we were meant to be One day will come, but I’ll wait until I’m sure That I’ll stay with her A new day is coming, with the beating of her heart Oh I’ll never let you down A new day is coming, and makes me think of the two of us When I’m not with her
Text ... Determined & positive. Male voice, folk guitar & rhythm.
Il y avait trop de dope hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.On peut sentir les vents errantsSoufflant dans nos cheveux de montagneSur ces anciennes routes, le monde se réveille.Il y avait trop de fantôme hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.As-tu déjà vu cette routeIl y avait trop d’amour hier soir !Montre-moi ce que tu as, ce que tu as.
Text ... Catchy & positive. Male voice, folk & electric guitars & rhythm.
Il y avait des feux dans ma têteEt le souvenir reste toujoursIl y avait des pouvoirs dans ton âmeQui prennent les rênes partout.Ames menteuses dans ta têteQui restent à mes côtésQui continuent à courir de toute façonMarchant plus près sur ta voie.Dis-moi que ta vie est ici mêmeOu approche-toi ici-mêmeViens et entre dans ma journéeEt ne désire jamais cette prièrePas de mensonge entre nousPas de malice, tu voisIl n’y a pas de soucis dans ton âmeElève-toi au-dessus des cascades