Panoramic & obstinate. Ngoni (African guitar) playing like a banjo, Panoramic & obstinate. Ngoni (African guitar) playing like a banjo, percussion & strings.
Guinean song. Lively & danceable. Traditional male singer with female Guinean song. Lively & danceable. Traditional male singer with female choir, acoustic guitar, xylophone & rhythm.Lyrics
Ma guinée est de retour avec de nouveaux objectifs, et projets levons nous pour contribuer à ce changement du pays
Allons travailler ensemble , tous ensemble donnons-nous la main pour le développement du pays
Guinean song. Festive & danceable. Traditional male singer with Guinean song. Festive & danceable. Traditional male singer with female choir, piano, synth, electric guitar & rhythm.Lyrics
Guinea Guinea is back Ma Guinée est de retour Guinea is back
Ma guinée Ma belle patrie Quelque soit la conjoncture Nous serons là à tes côté
Je serais là quelque soit la conjoncture Rien n'est meilleur que d'aimer son pays Je serais là quelque soit la situation Tout ce que l'on fait de bon pour le pays est bienvenu
Je m'en vais en Guinée mon pays Là où je suis né Je m'adresse au peuple de Guinée Ceux qui sont dans le pays et à l' étranger se donnent la main pour faire avancer le pays dans le bon sens
Je vais chez moi , chez mes parents en Guinée, là où je suis né, là où j'ai grandi Si jamais j'ai nui à mon pays Je vous pris de me pardonner On est bien chez soi Les ivoiriens les maliens, sénégalais, burkinabais, gambiains ont témoigné, c'est la vérité Nulle part au monde l'on est mieux que chez soi Tu ne seras jamais supérieur à trois choses dans la vie : Ta mère, ton père et là où tu as poussé ton premier cri.
La Guinée est de retour Guinea is back Ceux qui sont à l'étranger doivent venir travailler au pays Dans la justice , le travail et la solidarité Donnons-nous la main pour être unis Sosso , malinké , foula, forestier, Sont tous guinéens
Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, wah-wah Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, wah-wah guitar, synth, brass & rhythm.Lyrics
De la compréhension mutuelle en amour, l'acceptation, le pardon de l'autre pour construire ensemble.
Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, electric Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, electric guitar, organ, brass & rhythm.Lyrics
Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, acoustic Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, acoustic guitar, brass & rhythm.
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Les fléaux qui minent l'Afrique, la corruption, les dictatures, l'excision des femmes.
Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, wah-wah Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, wah-wah guitar, brass & rythm.Lyrics
Le rythme yankadi est une danse traditionnelle dansée lors d'une compétition organisée par le royaume guinéen. Le trophée en est la plus belle femme du village.
Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, brass, Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, brass, electric guitar & rhythm.
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Savoir aimer à temps sans perdre de temps à jouer avec les sentiments.
Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, brass, Guinean song. Traditional male singer with female choir, brass, electric guitar & rhythm.
Explicit Lyrics. Rap. Heavy & cut. Electronics, MC's & rhythm.Lyrics
Heard this one whispered through the cracks in the xylophone Olfactory sensation is of coffee and the styrofoam As for battle raps and who's the dopest Learned to take it lightly like my mother's jew neurosis Prognosis was never be the baron of this rap shit But you know what they say, let them wear it if the cap fit Im rocking mine with pride and style it up Slightly angled to the side, crunk, wilding on the cut Scratch an accapella like a lottery ticket Dug some Donald Byrd out the crate, flipped it Love to make her shake and taste her lipstick The way she flakes the brisket, it really takes the biscuit When I rips it, like a Jedi knight with the force in me Walk the fine line between debauchery and sorcery Microphone magician, construct an algorithm with precision Rhyming Wittgensteinian logician on a mission Wishing upon a star.. Green to the T with the caviar now check the reference Musical allusions in the sessions Plus youthful optimism is itself an act of reverence
Dont get no water on the gremlins Get slaughtered like Lemmings Make 'em board up the Kremlin High treason.. down with the regent
I was harassed and fought like Harrison Ford in that one episode of South Park where he's buried in cock. Blood gushing from his orifice like sherry or port, while all of ya'll just watched like an american sport. Where are your balls? I'm tearing you all a new jap's eye. Rap fly, that is why i carry the torch. The chairman of boards; the ferryman of yachts; the baddest mothafucka that you ever heard, but that ain't your fault. If you had any idea of the mind focus that goes into every word that I write on this peace of paper, you couldn't breathe on the mic, homes. It's the speech Vader teaching you hitting the right tones with my ill voice. You couldn't read me a tight poem if your name was Shakespeare, so retreat or rhyme pwned, bitch! On the real, you believe it's a light joke, kid? You better think again and go find a new rhyme opponent.
Ironic & insistant pop song. Female lead singer, rhythm & electric Ironic & insistant pop song. Female lead singer, rhythm & electric violin. Lyrics
It’s not those mics called the overheads And it’s not those crystals that fit into the palm of my hands No they won’t crack the safe where I piled hundreds of words just for you Will you try to keep me even if I never break the silence ?
You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shed I like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned
We’ll have to gamble Conceal our secrets We’ll have to set aside Our rusty strings Lead and metals pointed upon us Our disclocated concerto Shine and shine with our groovy frequencies Shall we try to keep on even if we’re never in tune ?
You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shed I like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned
And if it was a perfect love, it wouldn’t be the same tune Wouldn’t you miss those dirty sounds… untuned ? Untuned…
Fairy & strange folk ballad. female lead singer, rhythm & trombone. Lyrics
The legend of the marvellous Journeys and heroic deeds The many adventures Of Prince Bova
The mighty Bogatyr Begins with the tale of his insidious mother
Militrisa Kirtiervna Plotted the death Of her husband Tsar Guidon So she could marry her secret lover Tsar Dadon
But when Dadon threw Bova into a dungeon Militrisa’s maternal heart Was deeply touched
The mighty Bogatyr And so she helped Bova to escape
His two great powers: Unparalleled strength And unearthly beauty Enabled him To defeat the forces of evil and find his true love: Druzhevna Zenzeveyvna
He then married her And he too became a Tsar They had a son Whom they also called Bova
The mighty Bogatyr Ends with the tale of his handsome boy
Bova the elder When his son grew up Returned home Craving for revenge He beheaded Dadon and his son was crowned Tsar in his place
