1960s Party groove. Carefree, cheerful & upbeat. Full of handclaps & 1960s Party groove. Carefree, cheerful & upbeat. Full of handclaps & backing vocals. Organ, brass & groovy bass. Bridge @ 1'24 with piano. Suggested for home parties, vintage entertainment, daytime TV & comedy.
Neoclassical. Empathic, emotional & hopeful. Build-up with piano & Neoclassical. Empathic, emotional & hopeful. Build-up with piano & string orchestra. Get more & more dynamic & passionate @ 0'55. Back end. Suggested for NGO & humanitarian aid, backstories, moving commercials, sports storytelling & corporate.
Neoclassical. Inspirational, reflective & moving forward. From a solo Neoclassical. Inspirational, reflective & moving forward. From a solo piano to blossoming full string orchestra. Staccato strings @ 0'38. Suggested for political destiny, historical storytelling & corporate narrative.
Acoustic guitar samples meet fast hihats and a bass beat. Perfect for Acoustic guitar samples meet fast hihats and a bass beat. Perfect for documentaries, podcasts and articles about youth culture, trend sports and street fashion.
Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song that depicts the emotional portrait of platonic love and vulnerability: "You have a distinct flavor, you make me lose my mind a little, sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste." Singer, beatmaking, sampling & electronics.Lyrics
- Italiano:
Hai un sapore d'istinto Oro sopra al viso Seguirò l’istinto Correrò a cercarti
Tra le mie braccia non ti sentirai più sola
Hai un sapore distinto, Mandi un po’ in tilt A volte tanto che perde sapore il resto
Più della droga, sigarette o whiskey & cola
Sai che ti osservo quando stai un po’ per le tue E vorrei averti come fossi una canzone Forse è più tosta dirsi in faccia “fa paura” Che avere tutto questo spazio tra di noi
E non sei mia Mai Scappi Temi che ti uccida ma a pensarci Senti Vuoto dentro al petto; puoi fidarti Sai che ti riprendo al volo Stai con me Temi che ti uccida ma sei viva
Oh Woah Tengo stretto quel che non ho E non ho Un senso eterno ma se fermerai quest attimo Puoi viverci
E non sei mia Mai Scappi Temi che ti uccida ma a pensarci Senti Vuoto dentro al petto; puoi fidarti Sai che ti riprendo al volo Stai con me Temi che ti uccida ma sei viva
Ma riesci a colpirmi Come il primo pezzo soul o r&b Sei quel mood la sera, sei Cosa manca a me Come il cavo jack che hai lasciato qui Sei un po’ come me o io come te
(e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia)
- English:
You have a flavor of instinct Gold over your face I'll follow my instinct I'll run to find you
In my arms, you won't feel lonely anymore
You have a distinct flavor, You throw me off balance Sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste
More than drugs, cigarettes, or whiskey & cola
You know I watch you when you're on your own a bit And I wish I could have you like you were a song Maybe it's tougher to say "it's scary" to your face Than to have all this space between us
And you're not mine Never You run away You fear that it'll kill you, but thinking about it You feel An emptiness in your chest You can trust me You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat Stay with me You fear that it'll kill you but you're alive
Oh Woah I hold on tight to what I don't have And I don't have An eternal sense but if you stop this moment You can live it
And you're not mine Never You run away You fear that it'll kill you, but thinking about it You feel An emptiness in your chest You can trust me You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat Stay with me You fear that it'll kill you but you're alive
But you manage to hit me Like the first soul or R&B track You're that mood at night, you are What's missing for me Like the jack plug you left here You're a bit like me or I'm like you
(And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine)
- Français:
Tu as une saveur d'istincte De l’or sur le visage Je suivrai mon instinct Je courrai te chercher
Dans mes bras, tu ne te sentiras plus jamais seule
Tu as une saveur distincte, Tu me fais un peu perdre la tête Parfois tellement que tout le reste perd son goût
Plus que la drogue, les cigarettes ou le whisky & cola
Tu sais que je t’observe quand tu restes un peu dans ton coin Et je voudrais t’avoir comme une chanson Peut-être qu'il est plus difficile de se dire en face "ça fait peur" Que d’avoir tout cet espace entre nous
Et tu n’es pas à moi Jamais Tu fuis Tu crains que je te tue, mais en y réfléchissant Tu sens Un vide dans ta poitrine ; tu peux me faire confiance Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol Reste avec moi Tu crains que je te tue, mais tu es vivante
Oh Woah Je tiens serré ce que je n’ai pas Et je n’ai pas Un sens éternel, mais si tu arrêtes cet instant Tu peux y vivre
Et tu n’es pas à moi Jamais Tu fuis Tu crains que je te tue, mais en y réfléchissant Tu sens Un vide dans ta poitrine ; tu peux me faire confiance Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol Reste avec moi Tu crains que je te tue, mais tu es vivante
Mais tu arrives à me toucher Comme le premier morceau de soul ou de r&b Tu es cette ambiance le soir, tu es Ce qui me manque Comme le câble jack que tu as laissé ici Tu es un peu comme moi ou moi comme toi
(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi)
Hai un sapore distinto
Oro sopra al viso
Seguirò l’istinto
Correrò a cercarti
Tra le mie braccia non ti sentirai più sola
Hai un sapore distinto,
Mandi un po’ in tilt
A volte tanto che perde sapore il resto
Più della droga, sigarette o whiskey & cola
Sai che ti osservo quando stai un po’ per le tue
E vorrei averti come fossi una canzone
Forse è più tosta dirsi in faccia “fa paura”
Che avere tutto questo spazio tra di noi
E non sei mia
Mai
Scappi
Sola Senza Un Posto
Ma a pensarci
Senti
Vuoto dentro al petto,
Puoi fidarti
Sai che ti riprendo al volo
Stai con me
Costi quel che costi sarai mia
Oh Woah
Tengo stretto quel che non ho
E non ho
Un senso eterno ma se fermerai quest attimo
Puoi viverci
E non sei mia
Mai
Scappi
Sola Senza Un Posto
Ma a pensarci
Senti
Vuoto dentro al petto
Puoi fidarti
Sai che ti riprendo al volo
Stai con me
Costi quel che costi sarai mia
Ma riesci a colpirmi
Come il primo pezzo soul o r&b
Sei quel mood la sera, sei
Cosa manca a me
Come il cavo jack che hai lasciato qui
Sei un po’ come me o io come te
(e non sei mia, mai)
(e non sei mia, mai)
(e non sei mia, mai)
(e non sei mia)
- English:
You have a distinct flavor
Gold over your face
I'll follow my instinct
I'll run to find you
In my arms, you won't feel lonely anymore
You have a distinct flavor,
You throw me off balance
Sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste
More than drugs, cigarettes, or whiskey & cola
You know I watch you when you're on your own a bit
And I wish I could have you like you were a song
Maybe it's tougher to say "it's scary" to your face
Than to have all this space between us
And you're not mine
Never
You run away
Alone without a place,
But thinking about it
You feel
An emptiness in your chest
You can trust me
You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat
Stay with me
No matter what, you’ll be mine
Oh Woah
I hold on tight to what I don't have
And I don't have
An eternal sense but if you stop this moment you can live it
And you're not mine
Never
You run away
Alone without a place,
But thinking about it
You feel
An emptiness in your chest
You can trust me
You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat
Stay with me
No matter what, you’ll be mine
But you manage to hit me
Like the first soul or R&B track
You're that mood at night, you are
What's missing for me
Like the jack plug you left here
You're a bit like me or I'm like you
(And you're not mine, never)
(And you're not mine, never)
(And you're not mine, never)
(And you're not mine)
- Français:
Voici la traduction en français du texte que tu as fourni :
Tu as une saveur distincte
De l’or sur le visage
Je suivrai mon instinct
Je courrai te chercher
Dans mes bras, tu ne te sentiras plus jamais seule
Tu as une saveur distincte,
Tu me fais un peu perdre la tête
Parfois tellement que tout le reste perd son goût
Plus que la drogue, les cigarettes ou le whisky & cola
Tu sais que je t’observe quand tu restes un peu dans ton coin
Et je voudrais t’avoir comme si tu étais une chanson
Peut-être qu’il est plus difficile de se dire en face “ça fait peur”
Que d’avoir tout cet espace entre nous
Et tu n’es pas à moi
Jamais
Tu fuis
Seule sans endroit où aller
Mais en y réfléchissant
Tu ressens
Un vide dans ta poitrine
Tu peux me faire confiance
Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol
Reste avec moi
Quoi qu’il en coûte, tu seras à moi
Oh Woah
Je tiens serré ce que je n’ai pas
Et je n’ai pas
Un sens éternel, mais si tu arrêtes cet instant
Tu peux y vivre
Et tu n’es pas à moi
Jamais
Tu fuis
Seule sans endroit où aller
Mais en y réfléchissant
Tu ressens
Un vide dans ta poitrine
Tu peux me faire confiance
Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol
Reste avec moi
Quoi qu’il en coûte, tu seras à moi
Mais tu arrives à me toucher
Comme le premier morceau de soul ou de r&b
Tu es cette ambiance le soir, tu es
Ce qui me manque
Comme le câble jack que tu as laissé ici
Tu es un peu comme moi ou moi comme toi
(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais)
(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais)
(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais)
(et tu n’es pas à moi)
Nu Soul/R&B. Tumultuous, melancholic & tense. A song about separation Nu Soul/R&B. Tumultuous, melancholic & tense. A song about separation & reconciliation: "You’ve been gone for so long that coming back hurts a little more". Atmospheric intro, then singer, acoustic guitar, beatmaking & electronics.Lyrics
- Italiano:
Sei stato via per così tanto
Che tornare fa un po’ più male
Tu guardi avanti ignorando i passi
Ma c’é sangue sulle tue mani
Ora chi piange?
Cose di sangue
Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue
(ora chi…)
C’é una metà delle mie idee
Che non trova mai un perché
Nega la gioia mischia i colori
E mi stanca mi chiude qua
Amare un figlio, abbracciarlo
Rendere un sogno realtà
Come in una fiaba
Ora chi piange?
Cose di sangue
Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue
Ora chi piange?
Sporco di sangue
(Ma c’é sangue sulle tue mani)
Sei stato via per così tanto
Che sei niente dopo un caffé
- English:
You've been away for so long
That coming back hurts a bit more
You look ahead ignoring the steps
But there's blood on your hands
Now who cries?
Blood's matters
Now who cries?
Stained with blood
(now who...)
There's a half of my ideas
That never finds a reason why
Denies the joy mixes the colors
And tires me out it locks me here
Loving a child, hugging him
Making a dream come true
Like in a fairy tale
Now who cries?
Blood's matters
Now who cries?
Stained with blood
Now who cries?
Stained with blood
(But there's blood on your hands)
You've been away for so long
That you're nothing after a coffee
- Français:
Tu es partie depuis si longtemps
Que revenir fait un peu plus mal
Tu regardes devant en ignorant les pas
Mais il y a du sang sur tes mains
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Des affaires de sang
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang
(qui... maintenant)
Il y a une moitié de mes idées
Qui ne trouve jamais de raison
Elle nie la joie, mélange les couleurs
Et ça m'épuise, ça me bloque ici
Aimer un enfant, le serrer dans ses bras
Réaliser un rêve
Comme dans un conte de fées
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Des affaires de sang
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang
Qui pleure maintenant ?
Taché de sang
(Mais il y a du sang sur tes mains)
Tu es partie depuis si longtemps
Que tu n’es plus rien après un café
Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song that depicts the emotional portrait of platonic love and vulnerability: "You have a distinct flavor, you make me lose my mind a little, sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste." Singer, beatmaking, sampling & electronics.Lyrics
- English:
I'm looking for your taste
Gold upon your face
I’ll follow my sense
Run to find your trace
I want you close to me, need you to come right over
I'm looking for a piece
Begging for your lips
I wanna have you even though I know the risk
It’s not a drug, but my addiction’s taking over
I watch you closely when you’re lost inside your haze
I wish to have you like my song had your own name
I never thought that getting you would be so hard
Why don’t we try to understand and fill the void
I wanna make you mine,
Uh, why don’t you just let me?
Baby I ain’t playin’
Stop running away from me
You can trust me, you know that I will catch you falling
Stay with me
Ain’t gonna waste more time to make you MINE
Uh oh
I’m holdin’ tightly to this moment
It’s all that you can give me,
Can’t fight the feeling
Of wanting you so badly
I wanna make you mine,
Uh, why don’t you just let me?
Baby I ain’t playin’
Stop running away from me
You can trust me
You know that I will catch you falling
Stay with me
Ain’t gonna waste more time to make you MINE
Shivers when you’re near me
Like a burning fever coming over me
Be my sun when I’m awake
Cover in the rain
Healing when I bleed, tattoos on my skin
Everything you need, it’s just you and me
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
Cryptic, distant, mesmerizing, hypnotizing. With an inquisitive, Cryptic, distant, mesmerizing, hypnotizing. With an inquisitive, light suspense feeling.
Busy, break beat, and energizing. With a frivolous positive vibe. A Busy, break beat, and energizing. With a frivolous positive vibe. A sligtly neo film noir feeling to it.
Piano opening, then the soft beat starts at 00:22. A nice rolling Piano opening, then the soft beat starts at 00:22. A nice rolling positive sound with a tasty mixture of jazz and drum and bass.
