Chacarera style; folk music from the center of Argentina. Haunting & ...Chacarera style; folk music from the center of Argentina. Haunting & insistent. Acoustic guitar, percussion, charango, ocarinas, erke (Indian flute) & double bass.
Surf rock ballad with a bolero rhythm. Sensual, mysterious & ...Surf rock ballad with a bolero rhythm. Sensual, mysterious & nostalgic. Rock band with lead twangy guitar bass & percussion.
Film music from the 70s. Pop. Sophisticated, classy, delicate, ...Film music from the 70s. Pop. Sophisticated, classy, delicate, carefree, open air & dreamy. Intro with classical guitar & vibes. Electric rhythm guitar & bass. Suggested for adventure & 70s movies.
Lofi Hip-hop, Hip-hop bed. Lazy, indolent & warm. As an old radio ...Lofi Hip-hop, Hip-hop bed. Lazy, indolent & warm. As an old radio tune. Lofi piano, synth & rhythm. Suggested for cocooning, romance & everyday life.
Text ... Jazzy show song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 30s é 40s. ...Jazzy show song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 30s é 40s. Carefree & determined. Male singer in crooner style, variety orchestra, piano, brass & rhythm.
GOLDEN BOY Music by Julien VegaLyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
On the floor of Wall Street I’m one of a kindI’m no ordinary guyIf I sell or I buy I don’t even tryI can make a million dollars in the blink of an eye
Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be? I’ll probably never get old Everything that I touch turns to gold
I’m flying high, I’m a fortunate guyBut try as I mightThere’s something that doesn’t sit rightAnd I think I know why
One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it
Making and breaking and takingDoesn’t matter how big your greed is
When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice Who not so convinced everything has a price I don’t think twiceThat’s what I need Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be?Excuse me but I’m on a rollYou see that all that I touch turns to gold I’m flying highI’m a fortunate guyAnd I don’t know whyI simply don’t burst into songOnly one thing is wrong One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it
Making and breaking and takingAll you do is feed what your greed is
When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice Who’s not so convinced everything has a price I don’t think twice I knowLove is what I need
Jazz in the spirit of the 40s & 50s. Carefree & determined. Variety ...Jazz in the spirit of the 40s & 50s. Carefree & determined. Variety orchestra, with lead saxophone, piano, brass & rhythm. Suggested for vintage TV show & daytime TV.
Italian inspired theme. Nostalgic but lively with a Gypsy touch. ...Italian inspired theme. Nostalgic but lively with a Gypsy touch. Small ensemble with clarinet, violin & trumpet. Suggested for 50s & 60s Italian movie.
Text ... Positive, luminous & uplifting reggaeton-pop sung in Spanish. Beach ...Positive, luminous & uplifting reggaeton-pop sung in Spanish. Beach and sun with my friends. Male singer, male backing vocals, synth, sampling & electronic percussion.
ES:
Salgo a la calle a perder el control
Que la vida sin prejuicios se vive mejor
Como el viento violento oye lento
Como el viento violento yo vivo el momento
Playa y Sol
Con mis amigos
Nenas y alcohol
Pa' seguir vivo
Playa y Sol
Con mis amigos
Nenas y alcohol
Pa' seguir vivo
Oye yo te invito a jugar como yo
No lo tomes tan enserio
Esa es la cuestión
Es tu tiempo violento oye lento
Como el viento violento se vive el momento
Playa y Sol
Con mis amigos
Nenas y alcohol
Pa' seguir vivo
Playa y Sol
Con mis amigos
Nenas y alcohol
Pa' seguir vivo
Yo sigo chilleando
Mi tiempo sigue vivo
Yo sigo gozando mi vida con amigos
A nadie hago daño por eso sigo vivo
Quiero chillear
I just wanna chill
Playa y Sol
Con mis amigos
Nenas y alcohol
Pa' seguir vivo
Playa y Sol
Con mis amigos
Nenas y alcohol
Pa' seguir vivo
EN:
I go out into the street to lose control
That life without prejudice is better lived
As the violent wind, hey slowly
Like the violent wind I live the moment
Beach and sun
With my friends
Babes and alcohol
To keep on living
Beach and sun
With my friends
Babes and alcohol
To keep on living
Hey I invite you to play like me
Don't take it so serious
That's the thing
It's your violent time hey slow down
Like the violent wind you live the moment
Beach and sun
With my friends
Babes and alcohol
To keep on living
Beach and sun
With my friends
Babes and alcohol
To keep on living
I keep on chillin'
My time is still alive
I keep on enjoying my life with friends
I don't hurt nobody that's why I' m still alive
I just wanna chill
I just wanna chill
Beach and sun
With my friends
Babes and alcohol
To keep on living
Beach and sun
With my friends
Babes and alcohol
To keep on living
Text ... Explicit. Sensual, intimate & charming chill trap sung in Spanish. ...Explicit. Sensual, intimate & charming chill trap sung in Spanish. Ode to a girlfriend. Male rap singer, synth, sampling & electronic percussion.
ES:
Un día de noviembre
Acabo de aterrizar
Como que me esta dando un calambre
Con tu mirada tu puedes paralizar
Tanta elegancia
Cuando te pones a caminar
Aunque tu no eres modelo
Contigo ninguna puede rivalizar
Cual es tu nombre?
Que bonito tu nombre!
Ya lo escuché, no se donde
Una hermosura como Missandei
(quien?)
Brillas tanto, pareces un diamante
Baby tu eres diferente
De esas drogas que dañan la mente
Cuando te tengo en frente
Se calienta el ambiente
Quiero hacerte cosas indecentes
Las miradas nunca mienten
Y por eso ...
Mami las otras me valen un peso
De tu encanto soy el preso
Contigo yo no quiero un friendzone
Te quiero solo pa’ mi ... yeah
Como se debe te hago venir
Te quiero solo pa mi
Como se debe te hago venir, y
Mami móntate en el spaceship
Nos vamos lejos de aquí
Yo no te quiero compartir
Preciosa como un birkin
Me encanta como me bailas
Ya se pone bien loca la vaina
Te Lo pido no te vayas
Quédate todo el fin de semana
Yeah, quiero que me lleves a lugares donde nunca he ido
Confesarte la cosas que te quiero hacer al oído
Mami yo quiero escuchar tus gemidos
Hagámoslo hasta el domingo
Me quiero comer ese culo
Abrazarlo, y romperlo
Baby no lo disimulo... nah!
Mami tu eres de otro mundo
En tus curvas yo me hundo
En la cama tu me matas
Te saco la crema flow burrata
Te quiero solo pa mi ... yeah
Como se debe te hago venir
Te quiero solo pa mi ... yeah
Como se debe te hago venir
Mami móntate en el spaceship
Nos vamos lejos de aquí
Yo no te quiero compartir
Preciosa como un birkin
Me encanta como me bailas
Ya se pone bien loca la vaina
Te Lo pido no te vayas
Quédate todo el fin de semana
EN:
One day in November
I just landed
Like I'm getting a cramp
With your gaze you can paralyze
So much elegance
When you start walking
Though you're no model
With you none can rival
What is your name?
What a beautiful name!
I've heard it, I don't know where
A beauty like Missandei
(who?)
You shine so bright, you look like a diamond
Baby you're different
Like those drugs that mess up your mind
When I have you in front of me
The atmosphere heats up
I want to do indecent things to you
Looks never lie
And that's why...
Mami the others are worth a penny to me
I'm the prisoner of your charm
With you I don't want a friendzone
I want you only for me... yeah
Just like it should be I'll make you come
I want you only for me
Just like it should be I'll make you come, and
Mami get on the spaceship
We're going far away from here
I don't want to share you
Precious as a birkin
I love the way you dance with me
It' s getting crazy already
I beg you don't go away
Stay all weekend long
Yeah, I want you to take me to places I've never been before
Confess to you the things I want to do in your ear
Mami I want to hear your moans
Let's do it till Sunday
I wanna eat that ass
Hug it, and break it
Baby I don't pretend... nah!
Mami you're from another world
In your curves I'm sinking
In bed you kill me
I'll take out the flow burrata cream
I want you only for me... yeah
Just like it should be I'll make you come
I want you only for me
Just like it should be I'll make you come, and
Mami get on the spaceship
We're going far away from here
I don't want to share you
Precious as a birkin
I love the way you dance with me
It' s getting crazy already
I beg you don't go away
Stay all weekend long
Text ... Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish & English. ...Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish & English. Better-off alone than with bad company. Female singer, electric piano, synth & electronic percussion.
ES:
brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada
pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver
y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song
y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…
y mejor
EN:
lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call
but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again
and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song
and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...
Text ... Explicit. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish. ...Explicit. Sentimental, lively & smooth pop sung in Spanish. Better-off alone than with bad company. Female singer, electronic piano, synth & electronic percussion.
ES:
brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada
pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver
y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
Rolling with my ladies on the floor one blunt
singing baby baby drop that hoe
is the same old song
y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…
y mejor
EN:
lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call
but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again
and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
Rolling with my ladies on the floor one blunt
singing baby baby drop that hoe
is the same old song
and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...
Text ... Deep indie pop track with synth & male singer in a cool & groovy ...Deep indie pop track with synth & male singer in a cool & groovy spirit. Lead synth break @ 2'03 until dynamic & catchy finale. Suggested for commercial ads, indie movie & teens tv shows.
I’ve been wearing a mask
Living like a lonely ghost of my past
In this time
I’ve been hanging there
Though I’m hidden in, shadow, shadowy nights
And i’ve been wondering, wondering If I let go now
Wondering, wondering
And i’ve been wondering, wondering If I let go
You’ve got me holding tight Tighter than I though possible You’ve got me
You got me holding long
And I breathe your breath Come inflate my lungs You’ve got me
I can’t seem to add up
What I thought was easy to solve In this sum
I see anomalies there
And I can’t work it out alone
It’s a spinning mind
Flung to the spiralling sides
It’s a spinning mind
A tinnitus interference piercing me Probing, provoking, it’s punctured my skin It’s a spinning mind
It’s a spinning mind
Text ... Smooth & electronic alternative pop track with male singer & synth. ...Smooth & electronic alternative pop track with male singer & synth. Confident & touching. Drum @ 1'10. Build-up @ 2'18 until finale. Suggested for teen series, indie movie & cinema.
I am waking up In the orchard of our dreams It hasn’t been easy We haven’t been friends for a while I will turn my back On the things I’ve done That have made you disappear You haven’t been first, for a while I could I could Blame it on the weather Blame it on the plan I could, I could Blame it on my job Blame the other man I could, I could Gather up my stones Hurl them at you I could, I could But if I lay a single finger I’m hurting me too I can see the light And it doesn’t burn my eyes For the first time in a long time I’m walking out from the shadows You twist your head Turn your heart to my face Your independent smile Tells me we can be friends again I’m being honest I’m being honest I’m being honest Right with you now I’m being honest I’m being honest I’m being honest Right here now
Text ... Electro pop. Positive, exhilarating, catchy & feel-good. Singer, drum ...Electro pop. Positive, exhilarating, catchy & feel-good. Singer, drum beat, synths and pads. Refrain @ 1'03. Break @ 1'35. Synth solo @ 2'40. Suggested for car advertising, travel & road trips.
We are the wild roads of your mindWe are the perfumes of your memoriesWe are the fountains you drink from here We are the console, we never left
Won’t you call me to console, impasse
Take my love to the ocean, deepest
Excess hugs to console, impasse
Won’t you call me, won’t you call me to console 2x
Is it taking us too slow
Let’s be in the moment Cause wherever you may go I will be there to console you Won’t you call me to console, impasse Take my love to the ocean, deepest Excess hugs to console, impasse
Won’t you call me to Won’t you call me to Won’t you call me to I will console you
Elegant, swaying, old-fashioned & nostalgic instrumental ...Elegant, swaying, old-fashioned & nostalgic instrumental cha-cha-bolero in the spirit of the 40s & the 50s. Brass section featuring lead trumpet, piano, Latin percussion.
Underscore. Elegant, rhythmic & nostalgic cha-cha-bolero in the ...Underscore. Elegant, rhythmic & nostalgic cha-cha-bolero in the spirit of the 40s & the 50s. Piano, Latin percussion.
