Instrumental, contemporary bolero, in a chillout style, relaxed & ...Instrumental, contemporary bolero, in a chillout style, relaxed & cozy. Rhodes, electric guitar, Latin percussion. Suggested for latin romance.
Text ... New wave, 80's, pop rock. Positive, confident & determined. Little ...New wave, 80's, pop rock. Positive, confident & determined. Little bit sentimental. Male singer, electric guitar, synth & rhythm.
Dreaming High / living low
Expectations gone with all Teenage dreams years ago Came to an end and you will let go
It wasn’t beginning in the right way
Hopes and feelings / not today
Not tomorrow or any time You will suffer to cross the lineAll wrong decisions Made all who you are All wrong decisions Lead you where you areHold it tight or let it go You decide to raise up and grow (up) Nowdays dreams are future goals Who come to your mind and free your soulWhat could be happening in such a way? (when) Struggles and training (are) not delayed Push the limit, it could be fine Or Just enough to drive you blind
New wave, 80's, pop rock. Positive, confident & determined. Little ...New wave, 80's, pop rock. Positive, confident & determined. Little bit sentimental. Electric guitar, synth & rhythm.
Serene, inspirational, majestic & emotional. Orchestra with piano & ...Serene, inspirational, majestic & emotional. Orchestra with piano & cello. Evocation of the beauty of nature.
Bucolic, carefree & delicate with an old-fashionned feel. Symphony ...Bucolic, carefree & delicate with an old-fashionned feel. Symphony orchestra. Suggested for beauty of nature.
Discontinuous, bucolic, carefree & delicate with an old-fashionned ...Discontinuous, bucolic, carefree & delicate with an old-fashionned feel. Symphony orchestra.
Alternate version with reverberation. Intimate, sparse & pensive with ...Alternate version with reverberation. Intimate, sparse & pensive with a touch of nostalgia. Duduk & piano duet.
This tango piece exudes passion and is still sophisticated. Ideal for ...This tango piece exudes passion and is still sophisticated. Ideal for cultural contributions about art, literature or architecture.
This tango piece exudes passion and is still sophisticated. Ideal for ...This tango piece exudes passion and is still sophisticated. Ideal for cultural contributions about art, literature or architecture.
This tango piece exudes passion and is still sophisticated. Ideal for ...This tango piece exudes passion and is still sophisticated. Ideal for cultural contributions about art, literature or architecture.
Text ... 80's. Pop song. Catchy, driving & lively. Male singer, synth & rhythm.
Take me with you if you want it toTake me as I am if you feel the same In a lost and lonely world, come and be my girlBe my extra time in this lonely world Take me on tonight Take me with you if you want it toTake me as I am if you feel the same In a lost and lonely world, come and be my girlBe my extra time in this lonely world Take me on tonight Ahh Take me on tonight
Text ... 80's. Pop song. Lively, quirky & sentimental. Synth solo @ 0'37. Male ...80's. Pop song. Lively, quirky & sentimental. Synth solo @ 0'37. Male singer Synth & rhythm.
We’re back to the startI won’t go to the landThru the eye of an eagleNothing seems to ruffle her The life is going onBut why don’t you see meAgainst the meaning of my friendsI’m not ready to let you go Please can’t you see my feelings and my lonely soulPlease can’t you my feelings and my lonely soul
Text ... Song. Nostalgic. Sung in Italian. Male voice, acoustic guitar, piano, ...Song. Nostalgic. Sung in Italian. Male voice, acoustic guitar, piano, mandolin, accordion & rhythm.
ItalianoDove sono biscottini e caramelle,
l'olio fresco dal mulino, il bardolino, pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo. Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre,
l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle,
il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Passa un giorno di più,
e tutto sembra come fosse ieri,
passa la vita veloce,
e niente resta più come prima.
I boschetti con i funghi son perduti,
e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più,
il suon dell'organetto dello zio,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo,
limoncello e cassate a due soldi,
e le donne al lavatorio, la befana,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto, i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino,
la pesca della trota con il nonno,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari,
la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu,
e il cinema all' aperto con Maria, se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Français
Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel L’huile nouvelle du moulin,
Le pain rond cuit au four de brique Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin Tout a disparu avec le vent
Un jour de plus est passé Et tout semble comme si c’était hier La vie passe si vite Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois
Les bois aux champignons sont perdus On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille, Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle, Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier Limoncello et cassate à deux sous Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana Tout a disparu avec le vent
La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria Tout a disparu avec le vent
English
Where are the cakes and the caramels The oil fresh from the mill The round bread baked in the brick oven I remember, I remember everything
Where are the chick peas
End the broad beans from the minestrone Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts The smell of zucchinis in the garden Everything has gone with the wind
Another day has gone by And all is as if it was yesterday Life goes by so fast And nothing is like it used to be
The mushroom woods have gone We no longer play briscola as a family, The sound of my uncle’s arccordion, I remember, I remember everything
Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece And women in the wash house, la befana Everything has gone with the wind
The bicycle and swimming in the August sea The cartoons with Minnie and mickey Trout fishing with granddad
The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink And the open-air cinema with Maria Everything has gone with the wind
Text ... Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Determined & joyful. Male voice, ...Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Determined & joyful. Male voice, electric guitar, keyboard & rhythm.
Italiano
Delle toppe sulle
braghe Salteggio sulle bancarelle Ventiquattro biglie in tasca
Una fionda nella sacca Di piccioni faccio strage
Frego fiori e caramelle Per darle poi alle più belle Perche di tutta la tribu La più bella sei tu E mi piaci sempre più
Ma perche fai ste cose qui Mi domandano la notte e il di Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto solo a me
Ma ancor non ho i capelli bianchi E non siedo più tra i banchi Sento adesso il tuo sguardo Che mi segue a mezzodi Nella piazza e nel cortil' Ma come le sai ste cose qui Mi domandano la notte e il di
Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto solo a me
Poi la vita é andata come va E t'ho rivisto ieri in città Col marito e il visone La mammina e il babbino Il bambino e il babbuino Li ho capito che Domani Tu mi sposerai
Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Me l'ha detto la luna Ma l'ha detto solo a me
Maledetta la luna Maledetta la luna Maledetta la luna Che l’ha detto solo a me
Français
Des pantalons rafistolés Je sautille sur les étals 24 billes dans en poche Une fronde dans ma sacoche Des pigeons je fais des carnages
Je fauche des fleurs et des bonbons Pour les offrir ensuite aux plus belles
Parce que de toute la petite bande La plus belle c’est toi Et tu me plais toujours plus
Mais pourquoi tu fais tout ça On me demande de jour comme de nuit C’est la lune qui me l'a dit Mais elle l'a dit seulement à moi
Mais je n’ai pas encore de cheveux blancs Je ne m’assieds plus sur les bancs de l’école
Je sens maintenant ton regard Qui me suit tous les midis Sur la place et aux alentours
Mais comment sais-tu sais ces choses là Me demande-t-on de jour comme de nuit C’est la lune qui me l’a dit Mais elle ne l’a dit qu’à moi
Puis la vie s’est passée comme elle s’est passée Et je t’ai revue hier en ville Avec ton mari et ta fourrure de vison Ta petite mère et ton petit père Tes enfants et ton babouin
Et là j’ai compris que Demain tu m’épouseras
C’est la lune qui me l’a dit Mais elle ne l’a dit qu’à moi Maudite soit la lune Qui ne l’a dit qu’à moi
Text ... Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Disco. Dancing & sentimental. Female ...Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Disco. Dancing & sentimental. Female voice, synth & rhythm.
ItalianoVola, vola farfalla mia Al di la, dello spazio e del tempo Vola, vai farfalla, vola Scopri i confini dei sogni Dove stà un’altra realtà Vola, vai farfalla, vola.
Come domani non c'è Vivi sta notte Vicina alle stelle Con mille pianeti, galassie segrete Facciamo il viaggio... Vola con me
Passa dietro le barricate Fa cadere i muri delle prigioni Vola, vai farfalla, vola
Come domani non c'è Vivi sta notte Vicina alle stelle Con mille pianeti, galassie segrete Facciamo il viaggio... Vola con me
Français
Vole, comme s’il n’y avait plus de lendemain Vis cette nuit Près des étoiles Avec mille planètes, galaxies secrètes Faisons le voyage Vole avec moi
Passe derrière les barricades Fais tomber les murs des prisons Vole, mon papillon vole.
Vole, vole mon papillon Au-delà de l’espace du temps Vole, va mon papillon, vole Découvre les confins des songes Là où il y a une autre réalité Vole, mon papillon vole
English
Fly, fly my butterfly
Beyond space and time Fly, go butterfly, fly Go find the edge of dreams Where there is another reality Fly, go butterfly, fly
As if there were no tomorrow Live this night Next to the stars With a thousand planets, secret galaxies Let’s take the trip Fly with me
Pass behind the barricades Bring down the prison walls Fly, go butterfly, fly
Like a movie itself, this thoughtful mid-tempo piece for piano and ...Like a movie itself, this thoughtful mid-tempo piece for piano and strings takes the listener on a voyage through time, memory and emotional ups and downs.
Like a movie itself, this thoughtful mid-tempo piece for piano and ...Like a movie itself, this thoughtful mid-tempo piece for piano and strings takes the listener on a voyage through time, memory and emotional ups and downs.
