Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. Male singer & accordion.Lyrics
Quand au bout d'huit jours, le r'pos terminé, On va r'prendre les tranchées, Notre place est si utile Que sans nous on prend la pile. Mais c'est bien fini, on en a assez, Personn' ne veut plus marcher, Et le cœur bien gros, comm' dans un sanglot On dit adieu aux civ'lots. Même sans tambour, même sans trompette, On s'en va là-haut en baissant la tête. Adieu la vie, adieu l'amour, Adieu toutes les femmes. C'est bien fini, c'est pour toujours, De cette guerre infâme. C'est à Craonne, sur le plateau, Qu'on doit laisser sa peau Car nous sommes tous condamnés Nous sommes les sacrifiés !Huit jours de tranchées, huit jours de souffrance, Pourtant on a l'espérance Que ce soir viendra la r'lève Que nous attendons sans trêve. Soudain, dans la nuit et dans le silence, On voit quelqu'un qui s'avance, C'est un officier de chasseurs à pied, Qui vient pour nous remplacer. Doucement dans l'ombre, sous la pluie qui tombe Les petits chasseurs vont chercher leurs tombes.
English translation : Craonne Song When at the end of a week's leaveWe go back to the trenches, Our place there is so usefulThat without us we'd get a thrashing.But now it’s finished we've had enoughNobody wants to march anymore.And with hearts downcast with sobs,We're saying good-bye to the civilians, Even without drum or trumpetWe're heading up there with lowered heads. Good-bye to life, good-bye to love, Good-bye to all you women, It's finished, and foreverwe've had it for good with this awful war.It's in Craonne up on the plateau That we're leaving our skins,'Cause we've all been sentenced to die. We're the ones that they're sacrificing A week in the trenches, a week of suffering, And yet we still have hopeThat tonight the relief will come That we keep waiting for.Suddenly in the silent night We hear someone approachIt's an infantry officer Who's coming to take over from us. Quietly in the shadows as the rain fallsThe poor soldiers go in search of their graves Those who’ve got the dough, they will come back'Cause it's for them that we're dying. Now it’s finished, 'cause all us poor soldiers Are going to go on strike. It'll be your turn, fat cats, To go up onto the plateau. And if you want war, Then pay for it with your own skins. On the grand boulevards it's hard to watch All the fat cats whooping it up For them life is good But for us it's not the same Instead of hiding, all these shirkers Would do better by going up to the trenches To defend what they have, because we have nothing All of us poor wretches All our comrades are buried there Defending the wealth of these gentlemen here
Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.
Song sung in French. 1868-1920. First World War. Romantic & moving. Song sung in French. 1868-1920. First World War. Romantic & moving. Female singer, piano & accordion.Lyrics
Quand nous chanterons le temps des cerises Et gai rossignol et merle moqueur Seront tous en fête Les belles auront la folie en tête Et les amoureux du soleil au cœur Quand nous chanterons le temps des cerises Sifflera bien mieux le merle moqueur
Mais il est bien court le temps des cerises Où l'on s'en va deux cueillir en rêvant Des pendants d'oreilles Cerises d'amour aux robes pareilles Tombant sous la feuille en gouttes de sang Mais il est bien court le temps des cerises Pendants de corail qu'on cueille en rêvantQuand vous en serez au temps des cerises Si vous avez peur des chagrins d'amour Evitez les belles Moi qui ne crains pas les peines cruelles Je ne vivrai point sans souffrir un jour Quand vous en serez au temps des cerises Vous aurez aussi des peines d'amourJ'aimerai toujours le temps des cerises C'est de ce temps-là que je garde au cœur Une plaie ouverte Et Dame Fortune, en m'étant offerte Ne pourra jamais fermer ma douleur J'aimerai toujours le temps des cerises Et le souvenir que je garde au cœur
English translation : Cherry Time When we will sing of the cherry timeAnd gay nightingale and mocking blackbirdWill all be happy as locksThe fair ladies will have folly in mindAnd lovers sunshine in their heartsWhen we will sing of the cherry timeThe mocking blackbird will chirp even better But it’s quite short, the cherry timeWhen the two of us go dreaming as we pickCherry earingsCherries of love in matching dressesFalling under the leaves like drops of bloodBut it is quiet short, the cherry timeCoral pendants we pick while we dream When you will be in the cherry timeAnd you’re afraid of love’s sadnessAvoid the fair ladiesI not fearing the cruel painsI will live not one day without sufferingWhen you will be in the cherry timeYou too will feel the sadness of love I will always love the cherry timeIt’s from this time that I keep in my heartAn open woundAnd Lady Fortune being offered to meCould never relieve my painI will always love the cherry timeAnd the memory I keep in my heart
Pop song / cinematic. Uplifting, tragic & powerful. Female singer, Pop song / cinematic. Uplifting, tragic & powerful. Female singer, synth, cinematic orchestra with percussion. Lyrics
Were
you caught
in regressionIn the past lives that you livedThat made you cut your wings downThat made you wrapped in silk
Was it the sun
or the beachesThat made you wanna runA little light inside your veins That made you come undone I swear this is the last timeI let you touch my skinYeah this is the last timeSay you never coming back I'm lying in your bedsheetsAirplanes in the skyI swear this is the last timeCross my heart and hope to die Were you thinking 'bout tomorrow, In the moment that you seek Cause you're driven by your own thirstAnd the longing makes you weak Soon the fragments of your loverIs a picture that you paintAnd you're hooked on all the colorsBut you don't feel anything
Pop song / Motown / soul. Catchy, confident & classy. Female singer, Pop song / Motown / soul. Catchy, confident & classy. Female singer, piano, clap, bass & rhythm. Saxophone solo @ 2'56.Lyrics
You never look up to the sky above It’s surely here oh only your fault Said...That time goes by nowYou always like to say that is all grey Complaining never helped anyway Makin’... Mmmh Big changes... ‘Cause if you lift your head a bit more You will see how beautiful this world can be whenever you get sad and lonely Just open your eyes...Walking down the street!Walking down the street, by walking Don’t loose time on things that would hurt you Looking forward’s better for you Never... Let that time go nowIt’s up to you to chase all the blues Nobody’s gonna do it for you Let it.. Shine through
Jazz song / hollywood classic / romantic comedy. Refined, relax & Jazz song / hollywood classic / romantic comedy. Refined, relax & classy. Big band, female singer, piano, vibraphone & rhythm. Lyrics
Oh why don't you take me to the moonI'll fly with you in a baloonand there you'll kiss me and we will walk back to you. Oh this is just happening all too soonmy life looks like a cartoonand then you'll kiss meand i am all stuck with you. And I oh Ijust wanna fly highwhatever you say i'll blindly go your wayto the sky And when we kissit seems as if we're glued togetherforever and ever'till the end of time. Oh why don't you take me to the moonI'll fly with you in a baloonand there you'll kiss me and we will walk back to you. Tu tu ru tu to you.
Jazz song / hollywood classic / romantic comedy. Refined, relax & Jazz song / hollywood classic / romantic comedy. Refined, relax & classy. Big band, female singer, piano, vibraphone & rhythm.
Nu folk ballad. Tender, delicate & inspiring. Male singer, acoustic Nu folk ballad. Tender, delicate & inspiring. Male singer, acoustic guitar & orchestra.Lyrics
All her perfume cameTo me at nightLike a ghostI know the flowers Grow up with no nameEven the roseWhen the lizard Dive into the wallI stand against the water
No offence todayI'm fine in the bushes
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Folk song on a waltz movement. Male vocal, acoustic guitar, choir & Folk song on a waltz movement. Male vocal, acoustic guitar, choir & electronics.Lyrics
I know it's too lateWhen birds wake me upAnd i wonderWhere have you been all my life
You know that i don'tKill spiders anymoreI surrenderTo the big wave from the sea
The day has comeI should go up the sycamoreThe day has comeAnd i hear someone Knock knockKnocking at the door
No lines on the roadsNo boats on the seaI surrenderTo the big sleep on my tree
The day has comeI should go up the sycamoreThe day has comeAnd i hear someone Knock knockKnocking at the door
I can’t believe I just told you What i’ve been holding on to For so long Took some time ‘cause i was feeling blue I didn’t wanna say it Say it wrong My heart was beating so fast What have you done to me? Well now i know it’s gonna last The love you have for me My heart was beating so fast What have you done to me? Well now i know it’s gonna last The love you have for me You got me saying You got me saying I love you I love you You got me doing You got me doing Those things for you Those things for you I know that love is all that matters It might be hard sometimes To open up and read you letters Of how i feel inside My heart was spinning around What have you done to me Oh now i know it’s gonna last The love you have for me My heart was spinning around What have you done to me Oh now i know it’s gonna last The love you have for me You got me saying You got me saying I love you I love you You got me doing You got me doing Those things for you Those things for you
Is there any rules to the game ou play? Then I might as well just go and say I didn’t make them no, I follow You’re the archer, i’m the arrow No no no no No no no No no no no No no no Is she gonna call ? Not until tomorrow Do you dream a lot? Just about you Am i gonna steal? Not if you just borrow You know you want to If only one can dance to the rhythm The music itself ain’t the reason From what we know, to what we do From what feels right, to what feels new No no no no No no no No no no no No no no Is it gonna last? As long as you want to Do you think of me When you’re feeling blue? Can you keep it in? Do you like? Is it good? You’re never gonna No You’re never gonna No You’re never gonna No You’re never gonna No
I see you coming back every time In the middle in the night That’s when you want me I know you It’s alright we’ll be fine When the lights hit the ground That’s when you hold me Club’s turnt up a 4.40 Coming in with nobody I’ll be lover beloved i’ll be lover beloved lover beloved i’ll be lover beloved lover beloved One step closer and I fall One step closer and I fall I call you Oh your name feels so right Just saying it out loud Oh so loud And I feel you Blowing clouds in my mind All that smoking so divine that’s how you get me Club’s turnt up a 4.40 Coming in with nobody I’ll be lover beloved i’ll be lover beloved lover beloved i’ll be lover beloved lover beloved One step closer and I fall One step closer and I fall
Electro pop. Solar, catchy & lively. Electric guitar, synth, male Electro pop. Solar, catchy & lively. Electric guitar, synth, male singer & rhythm.Lyrics
As i dreamed to stop the fog I was standing in the dark Looking back at you But i couldn't see through the fog Sun was in my face And i was in the stars Looking down at you But you were way too far Far away Hey Alright Can get some Thats right All night baby i got everything weighing on me Don't you ever say I don't believe in anything You'll see Its alright to leave we got anything holding on meWe can always disappear All i could be is anything Well see Far away Step through the night Know that I've got you... These in the skies, dreams really come true... Step through the night Know that I've got you... Its better to know to fall in free Its better to know to fall in free
Explicit language. Exotic & sensual. Slow dancehall/reggaeton Explicit language. Exotic & sensual. Slow dancehall/reggaeton (Colombia). Male vocals sung in Spanish and english, synth, electronic percussion, electronic fx, latin percussion.Lyrics
Una morena que el sentido me altera La noche es corta y el ambiente copera
En una nube de humo y como menea
Este el zetta y el jimbo pa que tu vea Tu y yo a solas toda la noche En mi alcoba Nanananana naunaunah.... Bring it come, Gyal bring it come, done nuo me a go beat it, beat it like drum, the gyal say she want give jimbo the bun, so me reply gyal bring it come....
ey day-dreaming ok the highway, about me and Minaj in a ménage a, cold liquor sipping on that broadway,blaze up?? That's what we do all day, isn't it ironic?? Love from the haters, they chick on my twitter like, I hope to see u later, huh and my next another nother girl just found a text from my next another nother girl.... Tu y yo a solas toda la noche En mi alcoba Nanananana naunaunah.... Una morena que el sentido me altera La noche es corta y el ambiente copera En una nube de humo y como menea Este el zetta y el jimbo pa que tu vea Que le pongan el bajo eso le motiva.... Se pone bien makia En medio del calor sexo transpira... Se pone agresiva la fiera, asechando presa en luna llena Parece que esta noche yo sere su cena Ella sola, vente conmigo un par de horas, muchos te desean pero pocos a ti te tocan The way you wine it baby, neva left me lonely, so come gimme if yo man don't want it, wayayaya, so me sing again... Tu y yo a solas toda la noche En mi alcoba Nanananana naunaunah
Wistful, sinister, hopeless. Appropriate for reportages of war and Wistful, sinister, hopeless. Appropriate for reportages of war and destruction. Vocals, saz, percussion.
