Dark Underscore. Relentless, disturbing, eerie & tense. Synth, Fx & Dark Underscore. Relentless, disturbing, eerie & tense. Synth, Fx & percussion trailer. Suggested for horror movie & crime.
Hip-hop blues based on solid blues-rock riff. Powerful & fiery with Hip-hop blues based on solid blues-rock riff. Powerful & fiery with attitude. Electric guitar, hip-hop beat & claps. Suggested for US travel.
Exploding metal riffs building-up with stabbing strings, heavy drum & Exploding metal riffs building-up with stabbing strings, heavy drum & lead guitar. Nervous, epic & mad. Vehement & craziest @ 1'05. Break @ 1'43 with choir & guitars building-up to a delirium & unleashed climax. Suggested for gothic genre, video games & epic battle in heroic fantasy.
Indie rock / stadium rock. Anthemic, winning spirit & federative. Indie rock / stadium rock. Anthemic, winning spirit & federative. Recommended for team sports. Rock band with male choirs.
Indie rock song / alternative rock / neo-psyche. Hypnotic intro, Indie rock song / alternative rock / neo-psyche. Hypnotic intro, fuzzy & determined. Rock band with male singer & synth.Lyrics
I Can’t hear you when you’re in love You are so lost into your soul You make me feel rubbish with my words Silly, Sweat, Void I can hear you now Somebody knows
Indie rock / alternative rock / neo-psyche. Hypnotic intro, fuzzy & Indie rock / alternative rock / neo-psyche. Hypnotic intro, fuzzy & determined. Rock band with synth.
Indie rock song / alternative rock / neo-psyche. Hypnotic intro, Indie rock song / alternative rock / neo-psyche. Hypnotic intro, fuzzy & determined. Rock band with male singer & synth.
Indie rock / alternative rock / neo-psyche. Hypnotic intro, fuzzy & Indie rock / alternative rock / neo-psyche. Hypnotic intro, fuzzy & determined. Rock band with synth.
Colossal intro with short crescendo. Ultra speed death metal riff Colossal intro with short crescendo. Ultra speed death metal riff with extreme drumming @ 0'32. Imposing & heavy riff @ 0'56. Metal band. Death metal / Deathcore. Chaotic groove shift. For warrior under pressure & bloody fight.
Scary intro for cinematic effect . Authoritarian, slow tempo with Scary intro for cinematic effect . Authoritarian, slow tempo with screaming guitar melody. Triumphant, tragic parts & constant drums @3'05. Metal band. Atmospheric metal / Progressive metal. For dark narration & fight against evil. Fx Cry @3'40
Song. Nostalgic. Sung in Italian. Male voice, acoustic guitar, piano, Song. Nostalgic. Sung in Italian. Male voice, acoustic guitar, piano, mandolin, accordion & rhythm.Lyrics
ItalianoDove sono biscottini e caramelle,
l'olio fresco dal mulino, il bardolino, pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo. Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre,
l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle,
il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Passa un giorno di più,
e tutto sembra come fosse ieri,
passa la vita veloce,
e niente resta più come prima.
I boschetti con i funghi son perduti,
e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più,
il suon dell'organetto dello zio,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo,
limoncello e cassate a due soldi,
e le donne al lavatorio, la befana,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto, i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino,
la pesca della trota con il nonno,
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari,
la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu,
e il cinema all' aperto con Maria, se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.
Français
Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel L’huile nouvelle du moulin,
Le pain rond cuit au four de brique Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin Tout a disparu avec le vent
Un jour de plus est passé Et tout semble comme si c’était hier La vie passe si vite Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois
Les bois aux champignons sont perdus On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille, Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle, Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier Limoncello et cassate à deux sous Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana Tout a disparu avec le vent
La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout
La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria Tout a disparu avec le vent
English
Where are the cakes and the caramels The oil fresh from the mill The round bread baked in the brick oven I remember, I remember everything
Where are the chick peas
End the broad beans from the minestrone Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts The smell of zucchinis in the garden Everything has gone with the wind
Another day has gone by And all is as if it was yesterday Life goes by so fast And nothing is like it used to be
The mushroom woods have gone We no longer play briscola as a family, The sound of my uncle’s arccordion, I remember, I remember everything
Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece And women in the wash house, la befana Everything has gone with the wind
The bicycle and swimming in the August sea The cartoons with Minnie and mickey Trout fishing with granddad
The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink And the open-air cinema with Maria Everything has gone with the wind
Song. Sung in Italian. Lazy & funny. Male voice, piano, electric Song. Sung in Italian. Lazy & funny. Male voice, piano, electric guitar, brass & rhythm.Lyrics
Italiano
Mi sono innamorato,
di una bella biondina,
mi fa diventar matto,
per la sua gelosia.
Mi è vietato uscire incontrar' i miei amici,
e se provo a partire, sono pianti e sospiri.
Strega, stregona,
lasciami stare,
la tua furia,
ora deve passare.
Io non ti sposo,
se tieni il broncio!
Vuol' saper dei fatti miei, anche sullo lavoro,
e mi prende a schiaffi,
se ritardo un poco,
Mi fruga nella tasca, cerca il telefonino,
per spiare con chi parlo e farmi la scenata !
Se vado dalla mamma,
o a vedere la partita,
me ne fa un dramma
mi nasconde la moto
mi segue dappertutto anche se sono in bagno,
mi sveglia in piena notte per sapere cosa sogno!
FrançaisJe suis tombé amoureux D’une belle blonde, Mais sa jalousie me rend fou. Je ne peux pas sortir pour voir mes amis Et si j’essaye de partir, elle ne fait que Sangloter et soupirer
Sorcière sorcière Laisse-moi tranquille, Ta furie Doit passer maintenant. Je ne t’épouserai pas Si tu ne cesses de bouder !
Elle veut tout savoir de moi Et même pendant le travail, Et elle me tape Si je suis un peu en retard, Elle fouille dans mes poches, cherche mon portable, Pour savoir à qui j’ai parlé et me faire une scène !
Si je vais chez ma mère Ou voir un match de foot, Elle en fait un drame Me cache la moto Me suit partout même quand je suis dans mon bain Elle me réveille en pleine nuit Pour savoir de quoi je rêve !
English
I fell in love
with a beautiful blonde but her jealousy drives me crazy. I can’t go out with my friends And if I try to leave,
she just sobs and sighs
Witch witch Leave me alone You must leave
your anger behind I’ll not marry you If you don’t stop sulkingShe wants to know everything about me Even when I am working She clouts me If I am a bit late, She goes through my pockets, checks my phone To see who I’ve been talking to And makes a big scene.
If I go to see my mother Or go to a football match, It’s a whole number She hides my bike Follows me everywhere Even when I am in my bath She wakes me up in the middle of the night To find out what I am dreaming about !
Soulful, urgent & anticipating. Funky 70's TV series style tinged Soulful, urgent & anticipating. Funky 70's TV series style tinged with a trailer sound in a blaxploitation mood.. Wah wah guitar, Hammond organ hook, brass section & rhythm.
Alternate version with wax fx. Soulful, urgent & anticipating. Funky Alternate version with wax fx. Soulful, urgent & anticipating. Funky 70's TV series style tinged with a trailer sound. Wah wah guitar, Hammond organ, brass section & rhythm.
Song sung in French. Pop rock / rockabilly. Lively, eccentric & Song sung in French. Pop rock / rockabilly. Lively, eccentric & bouncy. Break @ 2'28. Male back up vocalist. Male singer, twangy guitar, synth & rhythm.Lyrics
Peuplier pomponné, toiletté comme un caniche collier, bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui fait la pom pom girl loin des vergers de notre midi.
Peuplier pomponné, toiletté comme un caniche collier bracelet de boules de gui. Qu’est-ce qu’on aura crié, hurlé dans le virage on aura même fait peur à l’orage un short un anorak, mais quel été ! Quelle était, quelle était la saison ?
REFRAIN
C’est encore une année bonne qu’on s’est souhaité à couler du collyre du colibri dans l’oeil de la corneille et de sa nichée x2
En bleu sous le ciel orage on a crié dans ce virage dans le sable ou la neige on a fait les anges on s’est mis en nage mais quelle était, quelle était la saison ? tu fais la guerre aux pommes pommes loin des vergers de notre automne moi l’hiver écharpe et bonnet, toi l’été caniche et cache-nez.
REFRAIN
Peuplier pomponné toiletté comme un caniche collier bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui.
REFRAIN X 2
English translation :
YOU, THE SUMMER
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
Like a cheerleader far from the orchards of our noon.
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
what will we have shouted, howled in the bend
we will even have scared the storm
Shorts, an anorak, but what a summer!
It's still a good year we wished for flowing colibri eye drops in the eye of the crow and its nest x2
In blue, under the stormy sky we shouted in this bend
In the sand or the snow we made angels we were sweating
but what was the season?
you make war with the apples, far from the orchards of our autumn
Me, winter, scarf and hat,
You, summer, poodle and muffler.
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
From "Il Est Née le Divin Enfant". Metal band. Wacky, urgent & From "Il Est Née le Divin Enfant". Metal band. Wacky, urgent & relentless. Electric guitare solo @ 2'10. Metal band.
Blues rock, introspective & desolated. Change in the dynamics @3'10. Blues rock, introspective & desolated. Change in the dynamics @3'10. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.Lyrics
Satánica la musica de hoy
Satánica me dicen que soy
estas dormido y sonámbulo
metete tu religion por el ...
Tu tu tu ru... tu tu ru ru ru
Satánica la televisión mi vida yo la paso en prisión
Blues rock, attitude & introspective. Guitar solo @1'18, change in Blues rock, attitude & introspective. Guitar solo @1'18, change in the dynamics @2'30. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.Lyrics
Yo vomito letras
letras de mi muerte
yo vomito letras
letras de mi muerte Porque esta vida me indigesta me indigesta tanta fiesta estoy buscando unos demonios que quieran jugar...
Yo vomito letras
letras de ultratumba
yo vomito letras
letras de ultratumba y aunque sencilla sea mi muerte no habrá flores en mi tumba Y aun me quedan candelabros que apagar...
Yo vomito letras
letras de mi suerte
yo vomito letras
letras de mi suerte y escupiré con todas mis fuerzas
aunque mi verso te atormente
vomitaría hasta mis huesos sin dudar !!
Yo vomito letras
letras de mi muerte
yo vomito letras
letras de mi muerte Porque la vida me indigesta me indigesta tanta fiesta estoy buscando unas demonias que quieran jugar...
Road movie / blues rock. Confident, lively & driving. Lead guitar, Road movie / blues rock. Confident, lively & driving. Lead guitar, electric slide guitar, synth & rhythm.
