Lullaby "...Sleep my child". Female voice & piano.Lyrics
Dortn est men in der vokhn khale zuneniu Yeykhelekh vel ikh dir kokhn shlof je liuu liu Er vet shikn tsvantsig dollers, zayn portrait dertsu Un vet nemen lebn zol er unz ahintsutsu
Traduction :
Dors mon enfant Là-bas, mon petit garçon, on raconte qu'on mange de la brioche même en semaine, Je te ferai du bouillon de poule, endors-toi, liuliu, Il nous enverra 20 dollars et aussi sa photographie, Et, si dieu lui prête vie, il nous fera venir là-bas....
Pop song / variety music / romantic comedy / romantic movie. Pop song / variety music / romantic comedy / romantic movie. Passionate, romantic & poignant. Female singer, folk guitar & piano. Lyrics
Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh
Pop song / variety music / romantic comedy / romantic movie. Pop song / variety music / romantic comedy / romantic movie. Passionate, romantic & poignant. Female singer, folk guitar, electric guitar & rhythm. Lyrics
Elle disait tant de chosesDu chant de la vie en roseErreur je supposeC’était oh baby oh baby oh Elle parlait poésieLa rose c’est la vieLe ciel entr’elle et lui maisC’était oh baby oh baby oh Je buvais dans son verreSi grand si vert si troublantSes nus célibatairesSi grands sévères se mouvantDedans Je l’avais mal compriseLa chanson de la promiseC’était à ma surprisePlutôt baby oh baby oh
Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Singer & accordion.Lyrics
Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre,
Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle,
À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle,
Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait pas connu son père, Elle avait plus de mère, Et depuis 1900,A’ demeurait chez sa vieille aïeule Où qu'à s'élevait comme ça, toute seule, Rue Saint-Vincent. À travaillait déjà pour vivre Et les soirs de givre, Dans le froid noir et glaçant, Son petit fichu sur les épaules, À rentrait par la rue des Saules, Rue Saint-Vincent.
Elle voyait dans les nuit gelées, La nappe étoilée, Et la lune en croissant Qui brillait, blanche et fatidique Sur la petite croix de la basilique, Rue Saint-Vincent. L'été, par les chauds crépuscules, A rencontré Jules, Qu'était si caressant, Qu'à restait la soirée entière, Avec lui près du vieux cimetière, Rue Saint-Vincent. Et je petit Jules était de la tierce Qui soutient la gerce, Aussi l'adolescent, Voyant qu'elle marchait pantre, D'un coup de surin lui troua le ventre, Rue Saint-Vincent. Quand ils l'ont couché sur la planche, Elle était toute blanche, Même qu'en l'ensevelissant, Les croque-morts disaient que la pauvre gosse Était crevé le soir de sa noce, Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre, Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle, À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle, Rue Saint-Vincent.
English translation : RUE SAINT VINCENT She had not known her fatherHer mother was goneAnd since 1900She lived in her old grandma’ s houseWhere she took care of herself She was already working for livingAnd on frosty evenings In the black freezing coldHer little shawl aroun her shouldersShe came home by the rue des SaulesRue Saint-Vincent. In these frozen nightsShe saw the curtain of the starsAnd the crescent moonShining white and fatefulOn the little croce of the basilicaRue Saint-Vincent. By the warm summer twilightShe would meet Jules,Who was so tenderShe would stay all evening longWith him near the old cemeteryRue Saint-Vincent. And the young Jules was a good-for-nothingPimping the girlsWhen this kidSaw she was not playing the gameHe stabbed her in the stomachRue Saint-Vincent. When they laid her outShe was all white.The undertakers burying herSaid that the poor childCroaked on her wedding day
Beneath her marten hatOn the Butte Montmartre,She had an innocent little air.She was called Rose, she was beautifulWith a scent like a young flowerRue Saint-Vincent.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Solo accordion.
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.
Jazz song / smooth jazz. Nocturnal, suspended & relax. Voice duo, Jazz song / smooth jazz. Nocturnal, suspended & relax. Voice duo, piano, double bass & rhythm. Lyrics
I feel the same way day after dayI walk the same ground around and aroundEvery day I try to chart it The shattered map that was my heartAnd it comes apart and I fall apartYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you I see the same sign time after timeI see the same light night after nightIf I could go back to the source I’d sell the well and buy a horseAnd give my kingdom back of courseYou could say I’m way off courseYou could say I love you We are the same stuff enough is enoughWe have the same dream a dream is a dreamNot a moment passes byWhen I don’t believe that you and ICould leave all the others high and dryYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you
Jazz song / smooth jazz / pop song. Nocturnal, suspended & relax. Jazz song / smooth jazz / pop song. Nocturnal, suspended & relax. Voice duo, piano, double bass & rhythm. Lyrics
I feel the same way day after dayI walk the same ground around and aroundEvery day I try to chart it The shattered map that was my heartAnd it comes apart and I fall apartYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you I see the same sign time after timeI see the same light night after nightIf I could go back to the source I’d sell the well and buy a horseAnd give my kingdom back of courseYou could say I’m way off courseYou could say I love you We are the same stuff enough is enoughWe have the same dream a dream is a dreamNot a moment passes byWhen I don’t believe that you and ICould leave all the others high and dryYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you
Minimal pop, indie pop rock & synth pop in an 80s spirit. Determined, Minimal pop, indie pop rock & synth pop in an 80s spirit. Determined, danceable & romantic. Singer in a spring reverb effect, electric guitar, bass, synth & rhythm. Suggested for teenage romance, youth energy, indie movie, advertising, teenagehood in America & "old teenage".Lyrics
Felt unique I really think I was so special
Felt unique I really think I was so special
but once in the street, we are not so special
especially not equal, especially not equal
where have we gone ?
when so much need to be done ?
Indie pop rock. Enthusiastic, uplifting & exhilarating. Singer in a Indie pop rock. Enthusiastic, uplifting & exhilarating. Singer in a spring reverb effect, electric guitar, bass, synth & rhythm. Suggested for youth energy, daytime TV, advertising, leisure & indie movie.Lyrics
I met this girl just yesterday
already sync in the same way
she gives me power
I am on fire
So here I am here I go
I met this girl just yesterday
started music years ago
never had the guts to sing
but here I am here I go
We felt in love just yesterday
we do our things in the same way
we feel obsessed, we feel possessed
so here we are here we go
I feel possessed, I feel obsessed,
we feel the same way, we cruise the milky way
Aura Lea" (sometimes spelled "Aura Lee") American Civil War ballad Aura Lea" (sometimes spelled "Aura Lee") American Civil War ballad about a maiden. "Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair, sunshine came along with thee and swallows in the air." Male singer in a country & western spirit, mandolin à l'unisson, lap-steel, banjo, e-bow guitar & acoustic guitar. Instrumental tr-24.Lyrics
Famous 19th century folksong also known as The Great Rock Island Famous 19th century folksong also known as The Great Rock Island Route and became a country music standard. "From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore...". Male country singer, rhythm section, banjo, mandolin with a bluegrass touch. Harmonica solo @ 1'25 & electric guitar. Instrumental tr-26.Lyrics
Verse 1
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains to the south side by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's the combination on the Wabash Cannonball
Verse 2
Now She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's that gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball
Verse 3
Yeah Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
Verse 4
Our Eastern states are dandy so the people always say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball
Verse 5
So Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
Electro pop song. Lively & sensual. Female singer, electric guitar, Electro pop song. Lively & sensual. Female singer, electric guitar, synth & rhythm. Suggested for advertising, modern romance & fashion. Lyrics
It’s like a dream an illusion
A wonderful story you can’t remind
You’re the kind who don’t believe in the future
I am the one who’s stuck in the past
It’s a different view from a different point
Feelings you won’t let Inside
I am here for you but you’re not ready for two
Standing behind waiting a sign
Chained heart chained
And we will be heart chained
Is it all we need to live together in a way
After all we’ve crossed we need to rest an be safe
It doesn’t matter to me if you don’t follow the stream
Wind blows and shapes a new wave
I am here with you as long as you want to
Guiding your steps along this way
Salsa pop/timba with a reggaeton touch. Festive, dancing, joyful & Salsa pop/timba with a reggaeton touch. Festive, dancing, joyful & animated. Exotic & warm. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, brass & latin percussion. Suggested for Latin party & telenovella. Lyrics
ES:
Un dos tres:
las mano' en la cadera
Un dos tres:
pa' dentro y pa' fuera
Un dos tres:
tremenda gozadera
Y de nuevo repite otra vez
Un dos tres:
las mano' en la cadera
Un dos tres:
pa' dentro y pa' fuera
Un dos tres:
tremenda gozadera
Y de nuevo repite otra vez
Te traigo el nuevo movimiento
Pa' que te lo aprendas
Que se te mueve todo el cuerpo
Y no paras ya
Es muy sencillo como ves
Con esto no te puedes perder
Cuando mi salsa está sonando
Se te mueven solos los pies
Ehhh otra vez
Un dos tres:
las mano' en la cadera
Un dos tres:
pa' dentro y pa' fuera
Un dos tres:
tremenda gozadera
Y de nuevo repite otra vez
Un dos tres:
las mano' en la cadera
Un dos tres:
pa' dentro y pa' fuera
Un dos tres:
tremenda gozadera
Y de nuevo repite otra vez
Y todo el mundo bailando,
con las manos para arriba
Y todo el mundo gozando,
con las manos para arriba
Y todo el mundo bailando,
así es como ando
Cuando la salsa boogaloo esta sonando
No me preguntes hasta donde ni hasta cuando
Esto no se acaba,
esto ahora esta empezando
Dale candela,
que se quema
Un dos tres,
pa' dentro y pa' fuera
Oye te cogió la vieja escuela
Pa' que lo bailes a la manera que tu quieras
La fiesta ya va a comenzar,
Prepárate la pista se pone caliente
cuando empiezo yo a cantar
Eh otra vez...
Un dos tres:
las mano' en la cadera
Un dos tres:
pa' dentro y pa' fuera
Un dos tres:
tremenda gozadera
Y de nuevo repite otra vez
Un dos tres:
las mano' en la cadera
Un dos tres:
pa' dentro y pa' fuera
Un dos tres:
tremenda gozadera
Y de nuevo repite otra vez
Y todo el mundo bailando,
con las manos para arriba
Y todo el mundo gozando,
con las manos para arriba
Y todo el mundo bailando,
con las manos para arriba
Y todo el mundo gozando,
con las manos para arriba
Un dos tres:
las mano' en la cadera
Un dos tres:
pa' dentro y pa' fuera
Un dos tres:
tremenda gozadera
Y de nuevo repite otra vez
EN:
One two three:
The hand on the hip
One two three:
in and out
One two three:
tremendous fun
And now it repeats again
One two three:
The hand on the hip
One two three:
in and out
One two three:
tremendous fun
And now it repeats again
I bring you the new move
So that you can learn it
That moves your whole body
And you can't stop now
It's very simple as you can see
With this you can't miss it
When my salsa is playing
And your feet move all by themselves
Ehhh again
One two three:
The hand on the hip
One two three:
in and out
One two three:
tremendous fun
And now it repeats again
One two three:
The hand on the hip
One two three:
in and out
One two three:
tremendous fun
And now it repeats again
And everybody dancing
with their hands up in the air
And everybody's enjoying,
With their hands up in the air
And everybody dancing,
That's how I go
When the salsa boogaloo is playing
Don't ask me how far or how long
It ain't over,
it's just getting started
Give it some fire,
that it's burning
One two three,
in and out
Hey, the old school got you
So that you can dance to it the way you want to
The party's about to start,
Get ready the dance floor gets hot
When I start singing
Hey again...
One two three:
The hand on the hip
One two three:
in and out
One two three:
tremendous fun
And now it repeats again
One two three:
The hand on the hip
One two three:
in and out
One two three:
tremendous fun
And now it repeats again
And everybody dancing
with their hands up in the air
And everybody's enjoying,
With their hands up in the air
And everybody dancing
with their hands up in the air
And everybody's enjoying,
With their hands up in the air
One two three:
The hand on the hip
One two three:
in and out
One two three:
tremendous fun
And now it repeats again
Instrumental. Salsa pop/timba with a reggaeton touch. Festive, Instrumental. Salsa pop/timba with a reggaeton touch. Festive, dancing, joyful & animated. Exotic & warm. Brass & latin percussion with cowbell.
Modern salsa/boogalo with a reggaeton/cubaton touch. Positive, catchy Modern salsa/boogalo with a reggaeton/cubaton touch. Positive, catchy & determined. Exotic & danceable. Sung in Spanish. Syncopated piano, male singers, synth, Latin percussion & drum machine. Suggested for Latin party.Lyrics
ES:
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y quiere viajar pa la Habana
Dice que no quiere rumba na ma
Que me busca este fin de semana
Yo la voy a invitar al baile
Cuando llegue ella va a gozar
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
Yo tengo una niña
Es tan hermosa, tan bonita, ella me guiña
Esos ojitos que me hace frappe de piña
Que por momentos yo me quisiera casar
Para jamas dejar...
Y cuando yo la toco
Es como algo que me esta volviendo loco
Asi de exacto, no me equivoco
Es que yo a ella la deseo para mi,
te juro porque yo...
Es que la quiero, la quiero, la quiero, yo
Porque ella tiene todo lo que a mi me gusta
Es que la quiero, la quiero, la quiero, yo
Ella es lo mejor que ahora a mi vida se le ajusta
Me pide q le baile y bailo
Me pide q le cante y canto
Ay yo la quiero tanto, tanto
Cuando llegue a la Habana cantaremos ella y yo
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y quiere viajar pa la Habana
Dice que no quiere rumba na ma
Que me busca este fin de semana
Yo la voy a invitar al baile
Cuando llegue ella va a gozar
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
Oh oh oh oh
Ay tu no sabes na
Ay lo que tengo yo
Oh oh oh oh
Lo que hicimos aquella noche le gustó
Oh oh oh oh
Ay tu no sabes na
Que luego me buscó
Oh oh oh oh
Ella se enganchó, y repitió
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y quiere viajar pa la Habana
Dice que no quiere rumba na ma
Que me busca este fin de semana
Yo la voy a invitar al baile
Cuando llegue ella va a gozar
Esa niña está de mi enamora'
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
Y conmigo se queda en la Habana
EN:
That girl is in love with me
And she wants to travel to Havana
She says she doesn't want to only party
She's looking for me this weekend
I'm gonna ask her to the dance
When she arrives she's going to enjoy
That girl is in love with me
And with me she stays in Havana
I have a little girl
She's so beautiful, so pretty, she winks at me
Those little eyes that make me pineapple frappe
That at times I'd like to get married
To never leave...
And when I touch her
It's like something that's driving me crazy
That's exactly right, I'm not wrong
It's that I want her for myself,
I swear because I...
I want her, I want her, I want her, I want her, I do
Cause she's got everything that I like
I want her, I want her, I want her, I want her, I do
She's the best thing that fits my life now
She asks me to dance and I dance
She asks me to sing and I sing
Oh I love her so much, so much
When I get to Havana she and I will sing
That girl is in love with me
And she wants to travel to Havana
She says she doesn't want to only party
She's looking for me this weekend
I'm gonna ask her to the dance
When she arrives she's going to enjoy
That girl is in love with me
And with me she stays in Havana
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh you don't know nothing
Oh what I've got
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
She liked what we did that night
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh you don't know nothing
That then she looked for me
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
She got hooked, and she came back again
That girl is in love with me
And she wants to travel to Havana
She says she doesn't want to only party
She's looking for me this weekend
I'm gonna ask her to the dance
When she arrives she's going to enjoy
That girl is in love with me
And with me she stays in Havana
And with me she stays in Havana
And with me she stays in Havana
Instrumental. Modern salsa/Boogaloo with a reggaeton/cubaton touch. Instrumental. Modern salsa/Boogaloo with a reggaeton/cubaton touch. Positive, catchy & determined. Exotic & danceable. Synth, keyboards, bariton sax & latin percussion.
Salsa/rumba with a cubaton touch. Carefree, catchy, warm, exotic & Salsa/rumba with a cubaton touch. Carefree, catchy, warm, exotic & danceable. Sung in Spanish. Singer, brass, piano & Latin percussion with gonga, timables, guiro & cowbell. Suggested for Latin party. Lyrics
ES:
A esa negra que bien la rumba se le da
Pero está pa' to'
Y no está pa' na'
A esa negra que bien la rumba se le da
Pero está pa' to'
Y no está pa' na'
A esa negra que bien la rumba se le da
Pero está pa' to'
Y no está pa' na'
Oye caballero, lo que tiene esa negra es
Candela
Esa negra tiene
Mala la cintura
Quiere que la toque
Y me la lleve a la luna
Porque cuando ella mueve sus caderas
ya es un motivo de preocupación
Si sabe bien que estoy loco por ella
Y ella esta loca por bailar mi son
Pero no quiere que le digan nada
Cuando la ven llegando por la esquina
Porque ella sabe que es la mas buscada
Y yo soy el único que le gustó
A esa negra que bien la rumba se le da
Pero está pa' to'
Y no está pa' na'
A esa negra que bien la rumba se le da
Pero está pa' to'
Y no está pa' na'
Ay dios,
Esa negra quiere lo que tengo yo
Le gusta mi salsa, se que le gustó
Y mas cuando lo esta tocando Boogaloo
Se activa
Cuando ella baila se pone agresiva
Porque al que dios se lo dio
San Pedro se lo bendiga
Esa negra
Tiene un movimiento que me mata
Es una cosa que le sube
Es una cosa que le baja
Esa negra
Tiene un movimiento que me mata
Es una cosa que le sube
Es una cosa que le baja
Es una cosa que le sube
Es una cosa que le baja
Camínalo !
Es una cosa que le sube
Es una cosa que le baja
Y yo y yo
Y yo la quiero tener pa' mi
De mi esa negra esta enamorada
Es una cosa que le sube
Es una cosa que le baja
Gústele a quien le guste
Yo me quedo con mi negra
Ay no me digan mas nada
Es una cosa que le sube
Es una cosa que le baja
Y pensaste que se acabó?
No no no no no no
Es una cosa que le sube
Es una cosa que le baja
EN:
That black girl is so good at dancing
But she's up for anything
And she's not up for nothing
That black girl is so good at dancing
But she's up for anything
And she's not up for nothing
That black girl is so good at dancing
But she's up for anything
And she's not up for nothing
Hey gentleman, what that black woman has is
Fire
That black woman has
A bad waist
She wants me to touch her
And take her to the moon
Cause when she moves her hips
She's a cause for concern
If she knows well that I'm crazy about her
And she's crazy about dancing to my tune
But she doesn't want to be told anything
When you see her coming around the corner
Cause she knows she's the most wanted
And I'm the only one who she liked
That black girl is so good at dancing
But she's up for anything
And she's not up for nothing
That black girl is so good at dancing
But she's up for anything
And she's not up for nothing
Oh my God,
That black woman wants what I have
She likes my salsa, I know she does
And more when it's Boogaloo that's playing it
She gets active
When she dances she gets aggressive
Because to whom God gave it to
San Pedro will bless it
That black woman
Has got a move that kills me
It's a thing that goes up
It's a thing that goes down
That black woman
Has got a move that kills me
It's a thing that goes up
It's a thing that goes down
It's a thing that goes up
It's a thing that goes down
Walk it!
It's a thing that goes up
It's a thing that goes down
And I and I
And I want to have her for me
That black woman is in love with me
It's a thing that goes up
It's a thing that goes down
No matter who likes it
I'll stay with my black girl
Oh don't tell me nothing else
It's a thing that goes up
It's a thing that goes down
And you thought it was over?
No no no no no no
It's a thing that goes up
It's a thing that goes down
Instrumental. Salsa/rumba with a cubaton touch. Carefree, catchy, Instrumental. Salsa/rumba with a cubaton touch. Carefree, catchy, warm, exotic & danceable. Brass, piano & Latin percussion with gonga, timables, guiro & cowbell.
Electro pop song. Nostalgic, percussive & sensual. Recommended for Electro pop song. Nostalgic, percussive & sensual. Recommended for romance. Electric guitar, female singer, synth & rhythm.Lyrics
You’re so tired of listen by dreaming A distant song takes the wind away
You come to the fore Let them ignore you The veil/cloack has fallen/collapsed fallen for his eyes
refrain : You’re so tired of listen by dreaming takes the wind away You’re so tired of listen by dreaming a distant song Takes the wind away You're looking for adventure by dreaming , all night-long.. a mistake each dawn You grow with a sore . Let them envy you The fail in heaven Fallen for his eyes
Nu soul, nu disco, electronic beat. Catchy & nocturnal with attitude. Nu soul, nu disco, electronic beat. Catchy & nocturnal with attitude. Suggested for clubbing & party. Vocals samples, synth & rhythm with snaps.
Pop song, pop music, with a dub feeling. 90s and 2000s vibe. Catchy, Pop song, pop music, with a dub feeling. 90s and 2000s vibe. Catchy, lively & mainstream. Female singer with auto-tune, synth & rhythm. Suggested for fashion, attitude, daily life & teen tv series.Lyrics
I come to understand it’s you that i need
you’re always on my mind
you are my love indeed
i’ll be you slave
no i’m not afraid
24/7 you dwell in my brain
oh he eh oh oh eh eh oh
i’m addicted
oh he eh oh oh eh eh oh
i’m addicted
Je suis accro
I want your lovin’ 7 days of the week
want it ruff , want it smooth
your love is sweet
i’ve been waiting so long long
want you do me dongdong
give me it on the floor
make me roar
i give you my melody
oh he eh oh oh eh eh oh
i’m addicted
oh he eh oh oh eh eh oh
i’m addicted
Je suis accro
sometime i wonder if it’s fake or real
I don’t know if i have to be true to you
yes or know
but it’s just the way that you make me feel
oh boy i’m addicted to you oh boy i’m addicted to you
Balkan future beat / Balkan electro. Panoramic, intense & deep. Balkan future beat / Balkan electro. Panoramic, intense & deep. Synth, female singer, ethnic violin & rhythm. Sung in Albanian after the Albanian folk song "Jarnana". Recommended for traveling, holidays & Eastern Europe landscapes.Lyrics
o me dorënde tënde moj balluk' e prërë (x2)
dora m'u ndodh zënë trendafil me ere? (x2)
With your own hand, the girl with cut bangs
my hand happens to be busy, scented rose
Electro pop song. Nostalgic, percussive & sensual. Recommended for Electro pop song. Nostalgic, percussive & sensual. Recommended for romance. Electric guitar, female singer, synth & rhythm.Lyrics
you’re so tired of listen by dreaming a distant song takes the wind away you come to the fore
let them ignore you
the veil/cloack has fallen/collapsed fallen for his eyes
refrain :
you’re so tired of listen by dreaming takes the wind away
you’re so tired of listen by dreaming a distant song
takes the wind away
you're looking for adventure by dreaming , all night-long.. a mistake each dawn
you grow with a sore .
let them envy you
the fail in heaven
fallen for his eyes
