Up-tempo retro jazz in the spirit of the French movies of the 60's. Up-tempo retro jazz in the spirit of the French movies of the 60's. Chic & carefree. Jazz ensemble with piano & brass. Faster 2nd part with vibes. For french cinema, comedy & cheesy show.
60's. TV series. Comedy. Jazzy. Joyful & carefree. Big band, bell 60's. TV series. Comedy. Jazzy. Joyful & carefree. Big band, bell tree, xylophone & rhythm.
Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Tragicomic & jazzy. Male voice, piano, Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Tragicomic & jazzy. Male voice, piano, brass & rhythm.Lyrics
ItalianoCo-sì, Cosi mi ha lasciato solo, Una mattina quasi normale Dopo il caffè.
Cosi, mi ha lasciato il cane e il pesce rosso, La pila di panni sporchi,
E i piatti da risciacquare.
Amore, non capirò mai, Quello che in me non va,
Cosa ho fatto di male,
Le donne, sempre si giocan di me,
Maledizione! Le donne,
Tutte da me, vanno via.
Così, Così mentre leggevo il giornale,
S'è fatta la valigia e ciao
Non l’ho vista più.
Così, Con passo svelto e leggero è fuggita
Un passo che mi diceva:
La cucina falla tu!
Français
Comme ça Comme ça elle m’a laissé seul, Un matin presque normal Après le café. Comme ça, elle m’a laissé le chien et le poisson rouge, La pile de linge sale, Et la vaisselle à faire.
Comme ça, Comme ça pendant que je lisais le journal, Elle a fait sa valise et ciao Je ne l’ai plus revue. Comme ça, D’un pas rapide et léger elle a disparu Un pas qui me disait : La cuisine fais-la toi-même !
Mon amour, je ne comprendrai jamais, Ce qui ne va pas Ce que j’ai fait de mal, Les femmes, se jouent toujours de moi, Malédiction ! Les femmes, S’éloignent toutes de moi.
English
Just like that, Just like that, she left me alone An almost ordinary morning After the coffee Just like that, She left me the dog and the goldfish The pile of dirty laundry And the washing up to do Just like that,
Just like that, Just like that, while I was reading the paper She packed her bag and ciao! I never saw her again. Just like that, With a quick and silent footstep, she disappeared A footstep saying to me: Do your own cooking.
My love, I’ll never understand What’s the matter What did I do wrong, Women scorn me A curse! Women, All get out of my way.
Song sung in French. 40's. Cabaret. Sensual & melancholic. Female Song sung in French. 40's. Cabaret. Sensual & melancholic. Female singer, string orchestra, piano & trumpet.Lyrics
C’est fini Mon chériC’est finiC’est la vieJe m’ennuieMais je t’oublieC’est la vieTant pis Nous n’irons plus dans cette chambre bleueAvec un balcon sur la merNous n’aurons plus tous ces matins grisEnlacés mais solitaires
English translation :
It’s over That’s lifeIt’s overMy darlingThat’s lifeI am boredBut I forget youThat’s lifeToo bad We’ll never go again to that blue roomWith a balcony over the seaWe’ll never again see those grey morningsEntwined but alone
Instrumental version, no voice. France. 40's. Cabaret. Sensual & Instrumental version, no voice. France. 40's. Cabaret. Sensual & melancholic. String orchestra, piano & trumpet.
Solemn & accentuated. Lute, theorbo & double-bass trio. From a Solemn & accentuated. Lute, theorbo & double-bass trio. From a Ennemont Gaultier said Le vieux (XVIIe century) lute piece.
Middle-East. East Europe. Plaintive, sad & solitary. Doublie-bass Middle-East. East Europe. Plaintive, sad & solitary. Doublie-bass (flute imitation), lute & theorbo. Acceleration @ 1'45.
Cinematic jazz in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Cool, urban & Cinematic jazz in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Cool, urban & nocturnal. Jazz trio with jazz guitar, brushes & piano.
Pop song / jazz song / romantic film / romantic comedy. Feminine, Pop song / jazz song / romantic film / romantic comedy. Feminine, melancholic & suspended. Piano & female singer. Lyrics
FOR BETTER OR WORSE One more day to wake up with the sun Starring at the steam of his hot coffee
behind him his family
He’s been trying, trying hard but there’s no mercy It’s one more day to accept his destiny If it’s cold outside, if he’s burning inside
No dreams and no needs
He’s gotta carry on
For better or worse, he would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, he’ll just carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
For better or worse.
One more day to stand up with the sun
She doesn’t even know if she slept last night
The pills are no longer workin’ so right
One more day to fight,
to fight with her own mind
Dizzy, empty, it’s freezing inside
The rooms don’t change, but the complain remains
Hoping of tomorrow and a new beginning
Today again she’ll end, sittin in the dark
And carry on.
For better or worse, they would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they just carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
One more day to head home with the risin’ sun
Like any other night she ran after the money
The black sunglasses can’t hide you honey One more day she’ll sleep away, she’ll sleep away her life
The smell of the strangers like a thousand knives
Cause she believed so wrong, her youth is runnin’ She can’t find the right path, though her bell is ringin’
So she swears that the next day, she’ll new begin
But she’ll carry on..
For better or worse, they would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
I see them every morning, everyday
Did they ever know what it is to live for?
Have they ever seen the true picture or
Will they ever remember what their dreams were… For better or worse, they would keep on Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they just keep on Never reviving the flame
Boogie-woogie in the spirit of the 40's & 50's. Swaying & exciting. Boogie-woogie in the spirit of the 40's & 50's. Swaying & exciting. Brass section featuring lead trumpet @ 0'36 & piano @ 1'30, rhythm with rolling bass & claps.