Cheerful, exotic & percussive pop song influenced by north-east Cheerful, exotic & percussive pop song influenced by north-east Brazilian rhythm. Green cobra don't bite me, i'd rather stay pain-free in a woman's arms... Male vocals, electric guitar, apito, claves, surdo, pandeiro, drum machine, busy bass synth & keys.Lyrics
BR:
Cobra Verde não me morde pra quem não tem curador,
nos braços de uma morena eu morro e não fica a dor
ENG:
Green snake don't bite me for those who don't have a healer,
in the arms of a brunette I die, there's no pain
Swinging, lively, & urgent pop-rock sung in Spanish. Tells the story Swinging, lively, & urgent pop-rock sung in Spanish. Tells the story of a night stalker. Female singer, electric guitar, brass section & rock band. Cut & onomatopoeia lead voice @ 1'59.Lyrics
ES:
Lo ven por las noches cuando sale a merodear
Los sábados va, domingos no está
se esconde para trabajar
Sale a caminar una nueva víctima atrapar
sus pasos se acercan
el sonido aumenta
pronto me alcanzará
Te veo en la esquina
Ya no me persigas
Me enferma tu mirada perdida
no encuentro salida de esta persecución
de esta persecución
voces en su mente que lo obligan a actuar así
lo llevan aquí, lo llevan acá
¿cuándo será que callan?
Red de callejones y guaridas
llego a un laberinto sin salida
Cuento hasta 3 quiero correr
Pronto me alcanzará
te veo en la esquina
Ya no me persigas
Me enferma tu mirada perdida
no encuentro salida de esta persecución
de esta persecución
de esta persecución
Te veo en la esquina
ya no me persigas
Me enferma tu mirada perdida
no encuentro salida
Te veo en la esquina
ya no me persigas
Me enferma tu mirada perdida
no encuentro salida de esta persecución
de esta persecución
de esta persecución
EN:
He is seen at night when he goes out to prowl around
On Saturdays he goes, on Sundays he's not there
He hides to work
He goes out to walk a new victim to catch
his footsteps approach
the sound increases
soon he'll catch up with me
I see you at the corner
Don't chase me anymore
I'm sick of your lost look
I can't find a way out of this chase
of this chase
voices in his mind that force him to act like this
they take him here, they take him here
when will they be silent?
Network of alleys and lairs
I reach a labyrinth with no way out.
I count to 3 I want to run
Soon he' ll catch up with me
I see you at the corner
Don't chase me anymore
I'm sick of your lost look
I can't find a way out of this chase
of this chase
of this chase
I see you in the corner
Don't chase me anymore
Your lost look makes me sick
I can't find a way out
I see you in the corner
Don't chase me anymore
I'm sick of your lost look
I can't find a way out of this chase
of this chase
of this chase
Instrumental version of a swingy, lively, & urgent pop-rock. Electric Instrumental version of a swingy, lively, & urgent pop-rock. Electric guitar, brass section & rock band. Cut @ 1'59.
Modern exotica/electro cumbia with attitude in a dub mood. Danceable Modern exotica/electro cumbia with attitude in a dub mood. Danceable & steady. Side-chain synths, electronic keyboards, Latin & electronic percussion.
Slow & romantic in a folk mood, sung in Spanish. Minimal stable Slow & romantic in a folk mood, sung in Spanish. Minimal stable instrumentation yet very emotional. Female singer, arpeggiated Spanish guitar, vocal & Latin percussion, synth, vocal solo @ 2'12.Lyrics
Mira Que si sonríes brilla más cada mañana Que por las noches cuando me acuesto en mi cama Brilla el sol Mira Que si despierto con frío en la madrugada Recuerdo el calor de tu sonrisa en mi almohada Brilla el sol Cuando Cuando te miro Brilla el sol cuando me siento caer Brilla el sol Pero amanezco en tu piel Brilla el sol Te miro Respiro Mira Que es tu sonrisa lo que más quiero en el mundo Que si sonríes Siento un palpitar profundo Brilla el sol Cuando Cuando te miro Brilla el sol cuando me siento caer Brilla el sol Pero amanezco en tu piel Brilla el sol de noche Tarde, madrugada Brilla el sol Brilla el sol Brilla el sol Brilla el sol Recuerdo el calor de tu sonrisa en mi almohada
Underscore. Slow & romantic in a folk mood. Minimal stable Underscore. Slow & romantic in a folk mood. Minimal stable instrumentation yet very emotional. Arpeggiated Spanish guitar, vocal & latin percussion, synth.
Nostalgic & tender love song, sung in Spanish. Male singer, Spanish Nostalgic & tender love song, sung in Spanish. Male singer, Spanish guitar, Rhodes, Peruvian cajon, brush & cello. Solo violin in a Mexican / gypsy mood @ 2'50.Lyrics
Traditional song from the Caribbean region of Colombia, sung in Traditional song from the Caribbean region of Colombia, sung in Spanish. Rootsy cumbia, emotional & rural. Female singer, Latin percussion, Spanish guitar, choir, claps & tiple @ 2'15. Lyrics
Azúca me llamo yo, Azúca me llamo yo, Azúca me puso el padre, cuando me metio la sal.
Azúca me llamo yo, (Azúca) Azúca me llamo yo, (Azúca) Azúca la refina, (Azúca) Azúca, azúca será, (Azúca) Azúca me han de llama, (Azúca) Azúca, azúca será, (Azúca)
Azúca, Azúca. El loro y la lora estaban loriando, El loro y la lora estaban loriando, Y yo por la reja estaba mirando Y yo por la reja estaba mirando El loro comiendo y yo trabajando El loro comiendo y yo trabajando Trabaja compañero, trabaja. (Azúca) Trabaja voca arriba trabaja. (Azúca) Trabaja medio lado trabaja.
Con que se mantiene, con la flor del verano. Con que se mantiene, con la flor del verano. Trabaja compañero, trabaja. Trabaja medio lado trabaja. Trabaja voca arriba trabaja. Trabaja voca arriba trabaja.
Azúca me llamo yo, (Azúca) Azúca me llamo yo, (Azúca) Azúca me puso el padre, (Azúca) Cuando me metio la sal, (Azúca)
Azúca me llamo yo, (Azúca) Azúca me llamo yo, (Azúca) Azúca la refina, (Azúca) Azúca me han de llama, (Azúca) Azúca, azúca será, (Azúca)
Mentira ha sido tu amor Mentira ha sido tu amor Falso fue tu juramento, hojas que se lleva el viento. Mentira ha sido tu amor Mentira ha sido tu amor Falso fue tu juramento, hojas que se lleva el viento.
Azúca, Ay con que se mantiene Azúca, Con la flor del verano Azúca, ay me han de llamar, cuando me metio la sal.
Aida traditional arrangement Bossa - Oliver Angel traditional arrangement Camargo May - Orlando Eduardo traditional arrangement Donado González - José Carlos traditional arrangement María Ortega
Songwriter(s) :
Traditional
LC :
10347
Album :
Latin Songs: In a Traditional Mood
Release date :
01/04/2020
Performed by :
Aida Bossa
Publisher(s) :
Frederic Leibovitz Editeur - Mantarraya Music
ISRC :
FRZPA2006760
Azúcar - El Loro y la Lora Azúcar - El Loro y la Lora Alternate [CEL7001 - 12]
Underscore. Traditional from the Caribbean region of Colombia. Rootsy Underscore. Traditional from the Caribbean region of Colombia. Rootsy cumbia, emotional & rural. Spanish Guitar, latin percussion, choir, claps & tiple @ 2'10.
Aida traditional arrangement Bossa - Oliver Angel traditional arrangement Camargo May - Orlando Eduardo traditional arrangement Donado González - José Carlos traditional arrangement María Ortega
Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths Upbeat, cool, fun electro pop with hip hop elements, catchy synths and punchy drum beats.
Explicit language. Acid & swingy Bossa/Hip-hop. male vocal. BPM 98.Lyrics
THE HOKEY POKEY Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus) You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes. Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's. Guest appearances to make your album hot right? I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar. I love Red Letter Blue Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it. I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound. See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound. Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala with a vest that protects his chest, saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow, how i make it when Im building my model building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music I choose it, different from the next like sex out of the birds nest, comes one with the image. Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store. Throw rocks at the body shock kid. Man he drowned trying to do what I did. For the love of women tall and the smell I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus) How you Put your left foot in You take it on out Put your left foot in and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now You put your right foot in take your right foot out Put your right foot in and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's how we all fall down to the sound To the sound nigga To the sound To the sound So gather round
Who Who got it that You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around (repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's what it's all about I said that's what it's all about That's what it's all about
