Cha cha cha in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Mischievous, quirky, Cha cha cha in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Mischievous, quirky, tangy & cheesy sung in Spanglish. Female singer, brass section, latin percussion with cow-bell.歌词
¡Sabor! I love cha cha beat
Siento cosquillas en los pies no paro de moverme
La sensación es tan real no puedo detenerme
Me gusta tanto Es tan dulce como el chocolate Con este ritmo si te veo el corazón me late
La primavera se hace eterna cuando estás conmigo
Bailando juntos, cada paso es tan adictivo Hace que muera de las ganas por volverte a verte My love don’t be afraid, I’ll take you to my sweetest places
Un paso pa’ adelante
c’est bon
Un paso para atrás
c’est bon
Moviendo mis caderas
c’est bon
Ya entramos en calor
c’est bon
Te paras frente a mí
c’est bon
Me tomas de la mano
c’est bon
Estamos listos baby Oh! Chabadabidouda
Siento que con cada compás se me estremece el cuerpo
Yo ya no puedo controlar esta pasión que siento La melodía se repite una y otra vez
Dale con soltura, sin tensiones
Vamos a goza con sabrosura
I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat
I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat
I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat
I love cha cha beat
Esta canción aliviará tu corazón herido
Verás lo rico que se siente al bailar conmigo
No hay tiempo, deja la vergüenza
Come on, gimme your best try-try No hay nadie como tú-tú Ponle un poco de actitud-tud
Esto que siento no se puede comparar con nada
Sueño contigo y pienso en eso todas las mañanas
Es algo inolvidable Let’s do it one more time Una mano aquí, otra mano acá Báilame sin miedo hold me tight
Un paso pa’ adelante
c’est bon
Un paso para atrás
c’est bon
Moviendo mis caderas
c’est bon
Ya entramos en calor
c’est bon
Te paras frente a mí c’est bon
Me tomas de la mano
c’est bon
Estamos listos baby Bum! Chabadabidouda
Esto es tan contagioso que no puedes esconderte
Es que se mete por tus venas, no se salva nadie
Es como si dijera, oh sí, voy por ti Sientes el amor hacia el ritmo Y se apodera de tu cuerpo sí
Cha cha cha in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Mischievous, quirky, Cha cha cha in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Mischievous, quirky, tangy & cheesy sung in Chinese Mandarin. Female singer, brass section, latin percussion with cow-bell.歌词
¡Sabor! Ay! hahaha I love cha cha beat …. Hummmmmm 感觉从头到脚，我的身体，它开始摇摆 gan jue cong tou dao jiao, wo de shen ti, ta kai shi yao bai 这感觉如此真实，无法阻止，我动起来 zhe gan jue ru ci zhen shi, wu fa zu zhi, wo dong qi lai 喜欢的感觉甜的就像，就像chocolate xi huan de guan jue tian de jiu xiang jiu xiang chocolate 跳的节奏就像我见到你时心跳，love it
tiao de jie zou jiu xiang wo jian dao ni shi xin tiao, love it
与你在一起时光， 美丽春天到永远 yu ni zai yi qi shi guang mei li chun tian dao yong yuan 我和你一起跳舞 每一步都如此迷人 wo he ni yi qiii tiao wu, mei yi bu dou ru ci mi ren 这一切令我如此渴望 再次见到你 zhe yi qie ling wo ruci ke wang, zai ci jian dao ni My love don’t be afraid, I’ll take you to my sweetest places
感觉到每一步 我的身体，它都会颤抖 gan jue dao mei yi bu wo de shen ti, ta dou hui chan dou 能不能体会 你我多么渴望再次共舞 neng bu neng ti hui, ni wo duo me ke wang zai ci gong wu 上瘾的旋律一遍一遍一遍又一遍 shang yin de xuan lv yi bian yi bian yi bian you yi bian baby时不等待，不要害羞 baby shi bu deng dai, bu yao hai xiu 一起来陶醉，一起扭扭 yi qi lai tao zui, yi qi niu niu
I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love cha cha beat
Hummmmmm
伤心的朋友不要哭，我们一起动起来 shang xin de peng you bu yao ku, wo men yi qi dong qi lai hey，快来展现你的美，独一无二的美 hey, kuai lai zhan xian ni de mei, du yi wu er de mei 抓紧，表达你的爱 zhua jin, biao da ni de ai
Come on, gimme your best try-try
show出来你的 爱，爱 show chu lai ni de ai, ai 一起到舞池来，来 yi qi dao wu chi lai, lai 你的舞艺，没人媲美，这真是无与伦比 ni de wu yi, mei ren pi mei, zhe zhen shi wu yu lun bi 每日梦见你，想念你，这真是上帝天意 mei ri meng jian ni, xiang nian ni, zhe zhen shi shang di tian yi 不能忘记你baby bu neng wang ji ni baby Let’s do it one more time
一手放在这儿，一手放在那儿 yi shou fang zai zher, yi shou fang zai naer 大胆地跳吧，hold me tight da dan de tiao ba, hold me tight
感觉从头到脚，我的身体，它开始摇摆 gan jue cong tou dao jiao, wo de shen ti, ta kai shi yao bai 这感觉如此真实，无法阻止，我动起来 zhe gan jue ru ci zhen shi, wu fa zu zhi, wo dong qi lai 所有的人都在说，oh，yeah，看着你 suo you de ren dou zai shuo, oh , yeah, kan zhe ni 一手放在这儿，一手放在那儿 yi shou fang zai zher, yi shou fang zai naer 大胆地跳吧，hold me tight
da dan de tiao ba, hold me tight
I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love you cha cha I love you cha cha beat, I love cha cha beat
Cha cha cha in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Mischievous, quirky, Cha cha cha in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Mischievous, quirky, tangy & cheesy. Brass section, latin percussion with cow-bell.
Cha cha cha in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Mischievous, quirky, Cha cha cha in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Mischievous, quirky, tangy & cheesy. Brass section, latin percussion with cow-bell & keyboard.
I Chon chon abeI chon chon abe oddarako lori leyo, baba se miI chon chon abeoddara ko lori leyo baba se miI chon chon abeoddara ko lori leyo I chon chon abeI chon chon abe oddarako lori leyo, baba se mi Moyuba ooo Moyuba LorisaAché moyuba lorisa Moyuba oooMoyuba lorisaAché moyuba lorisa
Texte d’un chant traditionnel Yoruba dans la pratique SantériaUne tradition Orale
Attitude, swagger, rousing. Dark, brooding synths build with Attitude, swagger, rousing. Dark, brooding synths build with confident female vocals, tough vocal cuts and propulsive electronic beats through minimal, sultry moments to determined, motivating peaks. Dramatic and cool contemporary pop.歌词
Move babe, you got a rhythm like you’re new age So energetic like the fast lane So in a hurry like you can’t wait Can’t wait
Take the lead the others will follow Buckle up we’re going full throttle Just keep winning like it’s the lotto Look so good just like you’re a model You got them watching like wow Your show, so go take a bow We’re drinking straight from the bottle Live out loud is our only motto
I like the way that you move Keep doing it how you do I like the way that you move Go on and shake it babe I like the way that you move Go on and shake it babe
Move babe so hypnotic I can’t see straight Just bring it closer over my way We’ll make the most before it’s too late Too late
Take the lead the others will follow Buckle up we’re going full throttle Just keep winning like it’s the lotto Look so good just like you’re a model You got them watching like wow Your show, so go take a bow We’re drinking straight from the bottle Live out loud is our only motto
I like the way that you move Keep doing it how you do Ilike the way that you move Go on and shake it babe I like the way that you move Go on and shake it babe
Upbeat, playful, positive. Funky basslines with atmospheric male Upbeat, playful, positive. Funky basslines with atmospheric male vocals cuts and FX are joined by confident synths, cool electric guitars and beats. Uplifting, summery and contemporary pop with attitude.歌词
Upbeat, playful, positive. Funky basslines are joined by cool Upbeat, playful, positive. Funky basslines are joined by cool electric guitars and beats. Uplifting, summery and contemporary pop with attitude. Stripped back underscore version.
Upbeat, playful, positive. Funky basslines with atmospheric male Upbeat, playful, positive. Funky basslines with atmospheric male vocals cuts and FX are joined by confident synths, cool electric guitars and beats. Uplifting, summery and contemporary pop with attitude.
Attitude, cool, swagger. Dramatic intro of powerful beats and Attitude, cool, swagger. Dramatic intro of powerful beats and atmospheric female vocals are joined by intense brass stabs, male vocal cuts and propulsive beats. Dark, gritty and brooding pop, building to rousing, determined choruses.歌词
Attitude, cool, swagger. Dramatic intro of powerful, propulsive beats Attitude, cool, swagger. Dramatic intro of powerful, propulsive beats are joined by intense brass stabs. Dark, gritty and brooding pop, building to rousing, determined choruses. Stripped back underscore version.
Attitude, cool, swagger. Dramatic intro of powerful beats and Attitude, cool, swagger. Dramatic intro of powerful beats and atmospheric female vocals are joined by intense brass stabs, male vocal cuts and propulsive beats. Dark, gritty and brooding pop, building to a rousing, determined chorus.
As i watch those pictures of youThey really turn me onIf i try i’ll never give youYou really turn me on On and on you turn me onSince you’re gone i feel so lonelyNever try another thing to doHear my song i tried to longI’ve been so cold i feel so lonelyTry to be a lonely girl like you As i watch those pictures of youThey really turn me onIf i try i’ll never give youYou really turn me on On and on you turn me onSince you’re gone i feel so lonelyNever try another thing to doHear my song i tried to longI’ve been so cold i feel so lonelyTry to be a lonely girl like you
-On va faire un tour?-Moi j’vais m’baigner elle est bonne.-Oh y’a un beau magasin de souvenirs ici!-On s’met pépère on s’met à l’aise!-Y’a un magasin de gaufres un magasin de chichis…-C’est pas tous les jours qu’on peut en profiter hein!-Moi je prépare le barbeuc.
On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc?On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc.
-On s’balade on r’garde les menus-On s’écoute un peu d’musique?-Moi j’vais faire du thé, qui qu’en veut?-Il sent trop bon ton gâteau maman!
On va boire un truc?On s’mange une crêpe?On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc.On va boire un truc?On s’mange une crêpe?On va boire un coup?J’vous paie un truc, j’vous paie un truc.
Dynamic, but relax & sensual. Fx filter. Sampled female voice, Dynamic, but relax & sensual. Fx filter. Sampled female voice, electric keyboard & rhythm.歌词
Vous avez choisi? Caviar d’aubergines, betteraves, Oeuf mayonnaise, choux rouges, Nems crevettes, salade, Beignets d’oignons,Terrine de foie de lapin, Melon, tartar de saumon, Assiette de crudités, Salade de tomates, Avocats. Escalope normande, poulet Tandoori, Confit de canard, épinards hachés, Foie gras poilé, mijoté de boeuf,Entrecôte bien grillée, côtes de porc, Tarte aux poireaux, poulet au curry, Dorade royale, crêpes ou soupe. Euh… qu’est-ce que je prends? Tarte mirabelle, crumble aux pommes,Crème aux oeufs, cannelés, Sorbets cassis, crème brûlée, Sorbet passion, sorbet framboise, Pain perdu, mille-feuilles, Salade de fruits, tiramisu, Crème au chocolat, mousse au chocolat, Tarte Tatin ou tarte abricots. Bah, y’a pas de boisson?
Dynamic, but relax & sensual. Fx filter. Sampled female voice, Dynamic, but relax & sensual. Fx filter. Sampled female voice, electric keyboard & rhythm.
Respiro, respiro della sposa ora lasciata, Respiro respiro dell' onda morendo sulla riva. Français
Bleu, La couleur de la liberté Bleu, la pureté de l’immensité Là-haut, où le monde commence et se termine Là-haut où le soleil brille et disparaît
Un souffle Sur la voile blanche en errance (ou qui dérive ?) Un souffle, sur un homme qui ne reviendra pas Un soupir, Un soupir de la mariée laissée seule Un soupir de l’onde qui meurt sur la rive
English
Blue The colour of freedom Blue, purity and immensity Up there where the world begins and ends Up there where the sun shines and disappears
A breath
On the white sail in the distance A breath on a man who will never return A sigh,
A sigh of the bride left alone A sigh of the wave that dies on the shore
Joyful & dancing. Song. Sung in Italian. Festive & traditional. Joyful & dancing. Song. Sung in Italian. Festive & traditional. Country dance. Female voice, accordion, mandolin, claps & rhythm.歌词
Italiano
Parenti, amici, sono tutti qua,
Venuti da tanti Paesi d'Italia,
Famiglie di Francia, e anche dall’Australia,
Rosetta si sposa: gran festa si farà!
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
Batti piedi, batti le mani, Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
alza le braccia, gira, gira,
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Organetto e tamburello
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, si balla la tarantella.
Si celebran le nozze come in Sicilia,
con tutte le comari a “mucatori” ??, i maschi quasi tutti, portano la coppola,
C'è vino, salam, prosciutto e ricotta
La mamma di Rosa si commuove e piange,
perché a sua bambina lontana sarà,
il padre un po brillo canta troppo forte
presto un nipotino in casa arriverà Français
Les parents, les amis sont tous là, Venus de tant de villages d’Italie Des familles de France, et aussi d’Australie Rosetta se marie : une grande fête se prépare !
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
On tape des mains, on bat des mains Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
On lève les bras, on tourne, on tourne
Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Accordéon et tambourin Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, on danse la tarentelle
On célèbre la noce comme en Sicile Avec toutes les commères qui portent foulard Presque tous les hommes ont une casquette Il y a du vin, du salami, du jambon et de la ricotta
La maman de Rosa est émue et pleure Parce que sa fille partira loin Le père un peu éméché chante trop fort Bientôt un neveu arrivera
English
Family and friends are all here Come from village all over Italy Families from France, Australia too Rosetta is getting married:
A big party is getting underway
Bi-tum, Bi-tum, Bi-tum,
we clap our hands, we clap our hands Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
we lift our arms, we spin we spin Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum,
Accordion and tambourine Tum, bi-tum, bi-tum, we dance the tarentelle
We celebrate the wedding like in Sicily With all the old girls in headscarves Almost all the men wear caps There’s wine, salami, ham and ricotta.
Rosa’s mama is moved to tears Because her daughter will move far away Father is a little tipsy and sings too loud Soon a nephew will arrive
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
Fenesta vascia 'e padrona crudele, Quanta suspire mm'haje fatto jettare!... Mm'arde stu core, comm'a na cannela, Bella, quanno te sento annommenare! Oje piglia la 'sperienza de la neve! La neve? Fredda e se fa maniare... E tu comme si' tanta aspra e crudele?! Muorto mme vide e nun mme vu? ' ajutare!?...
Vorr? A addeventare no picciuotto, Co na langella a ghire vennenn'acqua, Pe' mme ne j? Da chisti palazzuotte: Belli ffemmene meje, ah! Chi v? ' acqua... Se vota na nennella da ll? 'ncoppa: Chi? 'sto ninno ca va vennenn'acqua? E io responno, co parole accorte: So' lacreme d'ammore e non? Acqua!...
Finestra bassa di una padrona crudele, quanti sospiri mi hai fatto buttare. Mi arde questo cuore, come una candela, bella quando ti sento nominare.
Prendi l'esperienza della neve. La neve e' fredda e si fa toccare. E tu come sei tanto aspra e crudele? Mi vedi morto e non mi vuoi aiutare?
Vorrei diventare un bambino, con una lancella andare e vendere acqua, per andarmene via da questi palazzotti. Belle donne mie, ah. Chi vuole acqua.
Si gira una ragazza da li sopra: "Chi e' questo ragazzo che vende acqua?" E io rispondo, con parole misurate: "Sono lacrime d'amore e non e' acqua".
Français
Fenêtre basse d’une maîtresse cruelle, que de soupirs tu m’as fait gaspiller… mon cœur brûle comme une bougie, ma belle, si j’entends prononcer ton nom ! Prends donc exemple sur la neige : elle est froide, mais elle se laisse caresser, et avec moi, tu es si âpre et cruelle, que tu me vois mourir et tu ne veux pas m’aider ?
Je voudrais devenir un vendeur ambulant, qui vend l’eau avec sa carafe, pour crier d’une maison à l’autre : “Mes belles femmes, qui veut de l’eau ?” Et une fille me voit de son balcon et me dit : “Qui est ce garçon qui vend de l’eau ?” et je lui répondrais avec des mots attristés : “Ce sont des larmes d’amour, ce n’est pas de l’eau !.....”
English
Low window of cruel mistress, How many sighs I made for you! My heart burns, like a candle When I hear your name, my beauty!
Oh, be like the snow! The snow is cold but one can touch it. And you, how can you be so stern and cruel? Seeing me dying, don't you want to help me?
I wish I was a boy again Who sells water in a street, To go away from here to big houses: Dear ladies! Ah! Who wants some water?
If any girl asks from balcony: "Who is this guy who sells water?" I'll answer ,with reserve: "It's my tears of love, it's not water!"
Song. Sung in Italian. Disco. Female voice, strings, electric guitar Song. Sung in Italian. Disco. Female voice, strings, electric guitar & rhythm.歌词
ItalianoIo non so perchéTu mi piaci tanto Tanto Che penso sempre a te Io ti sto cercando Nella mia memoria Ovunque, ovunque Vedo solo te.
Giorni felici E notti d’amore Non posso dimenticare
La tua faccia che mi sorride E le tue mani nelle mie Era una storia come un sole Ma che brilla solo un estate La mia testa sulla tua spalla Io scalza sulla sabbia fine Era una storia come un mare Di cui rimane solo solo… Solo il sale
Io non so perché Non sono più la stessa Mi manca, mi manca Una parte di me
Giorni felici E notti d’amore Non posso dimenticare
La tua faccia che mi sorride E le tue mani nelle mie Era una storia come un sole Ma che brilla solo un estate La mia testa sulla tua spalla Io scalza sulla sabbia fine Era una storia come un mare Di cui rimane solo solo… Solo il sale
Français
Je ne sais pas pourquoi Tu me plais tant Tant Au point que je pense tout le temps à toi Je te cherche Dans ma mémoire Partout, partout, Je ne vois que toi.
Jours heureux
Et nuits d’amour Je ne peux oublier
Ton visage qui me sourit Et tes mains dans les miennes C’était une histoire comme un soleil Mais qui ne brilla qu’un été Ma tête sur ton épaule Les pieds nus sur le sable fin C’était une histoire comme une mer De laquelle il ne reste que Le sel
Je ne sais pas pourquoi Je ne suis plus la même Il me manque, il me manque, Une partie de moi
Jours heureux Et nuits d’amour Je ne peux oublier
English
I don’t know why
I like you so much So much To the point where I think about you all the time I look for you
In my memory Everywhere, everywhere I see only you
Happy days And nights of love I can’t forget
Your smiling face And your hand in mine It was a story like a sun But which only shone for one summer My head on your shoulder Barefoot in the fine sand It was a story like a see Of which only the salt
Is left
I don’t know why I’m not the same anymore I miss him, I miss him A part of me
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Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Female voice, electric guitar, strings & Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Female voice, electric guitar, strings & rhythm.歌词
Italiano Ritornello :
Ballare, Ballare si si si si Tornare Tornare no no no no Girare si, cantare si Dormire no
Strofe :
Dipingi con la matita nera Il contorno dei tuoi occhi verdi Uno sguardo di felina Nottambula Tu tracci disegni scolpisci Petali di rose rosse Sul’orlo delle tue labbra Tu girerai tutta per la notte finché sara mattino Perché lo sai la vita e breve, Allora...
Ondeggia il tuo corpo snello E Piano pian’ il tuo profumo Diffonde in mezzo alla folla Nottambula Anche ad occhi chiusi Lo sai ché notan' solo te
Al chiarore della luna
Tu girerai tutta per la notte finché sara mattino Perché lo sai la vita e breve, Allora...
Français
Refrain :
Danser, oui
Danser, oui Rentrer, non Rentrer, non, Tourner oui, chanter oui Dormir, non !
Couplets :
Tu soulignes au crayon noir le contour de tes yeux verts Un regard de féline Noctambule Tu traces, dessines et découpes Des pétales de roses rouges Sur l'ourlet de tes lèvres Tu sortiras toute la nuit Jusqu'au petit matin Car tu sais que la vie est courte Alors...
Ton corps mince ondule Et petit à petit ton parfum Se diffuse dans la foule Noctambule Même avec les yeux fermés Tu sais qu'ils ne voient que toi Dans la clarté de la lune Tu sortiras toute la nuit Jusqu'au petit matin Car tu sais que la vie est courte Alors...
English
Chorus
Dance Dance yes Go home no Go home no Spin around yes, sing yes Sleep no
Verse
You underline in black crayon The curve of your green eyes A feline look Nocturnal You trace, draw and cut out Petals of red roses On the edge of your lips You will go out all night long Until the early hours Because you know that life is short. Allora…
Your slim body sways And little by little your sent Wafts over the crowd Nocturnal Even with your eyes closed You know that they see only you By the light of the moon You will go out all night long Until the early hours Because you know that life is short. Allora…
Song. Sung in Italian with an English accent. 60's. Female voice, Song. Sung in Italian with an English accent. 60's. Female voice, electric guitar, strings & rhythm.歌词
English
Chorus
Dance Dance yes Go home no Go home no Spin around yes, sing yes Sleep no
Verse
You underline in black crayon The curve of your green eyes A feline look Nocturnal You trace, draw and cut out Petals of red roses On the edge of your lips You will go out all night long Until the early hours Because you know that life is short. Allora…
Your slim body sways And little by little your sent Wafts over the crowd Nocturnal Even with your eyes closed You know that they see only you By the light of the moon You will go out all night long Until the early hours Because you know that life is short. Allora… Italiano Ritornello :
Ballare, Ballare si si si si Tornare Tornare no no no no Girare si, cantare si Dormire no
Strofe :
Dipingi con la matita nera Il contorno dei tuoi occhi verdi Uno sguardo di felina Nottambula Tu tracci disegni scolpisci Petali di rose rosse Sul’orlo delle tue labbra Tu girerai tutta per la notte finché sara mattino Perché lo sai la vita e breve, Allora...
Ondeggia il tuo corpo snello E Piano pian’ il tuo profumo Diffonde in mezzo alla folla Nottambula Anche ad occhi chiusi Lo sai ché notan' solo te
Al chiarore della luna
Tu girerai tutta per la notte finché sara mattino Perché lo sai la vita e breve, Allora...
Français
Refrain :
Danser, oui
Danser, oui Rentrer, non Rentrer, non, Tourner oui, chanter oui Dormir, non !
Couplets :
Tu soulignes au crayon noir le contour de tes yeux verts Un regard de féline Noctambule Tu traces, dessines et découpes Des pétales de roses rouges Sur l'ourlet de tes lèvres Tu sortiras toute la nuit Jusqu'au petit matin Car tu sais que la vie est courte Alors...
Ton corps mince ondule Et petit à petit ton parfum Se diffuse dans la foule Noctambule Même avec les yeux fermés Tu sais qu'ils ne voient que toi Dans la clarté de la lune Tu sortiras toute la nuit Jusqu'au petit matin Car tu sais que la vie est courte Alors...
Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Slow. Sad & sentimental. Female voice, Song. Sung in Italian. 70's. Slow. Sad & sentimental. Female voice, synth & rhythm.歌词
ItalianoIl nero, Il nero che rimane e copre tutto Da quando il fuoco è spento Anche il tuo sguardo è svanito Il nero
La cenere avvolge il ricordo Ci siamo consumati In troppe discussioni, questo è vero, Ma ora un velo nero Offusca il tuo cuor
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del tuo amore Nascerebbe una speranza Come nasce un fiore dalla neve
A volte Dalla cenere può nascere un fiore Dalle tenebre una luce Dalla notte un nuovo giorno, così Per noi un’alba rosa Solo per te
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del tuo amore Nascerebbe una speranza Come nasce un fiore dalla neve
Se potessi ravvivare La fiamma del mio amore Ti proteggerei Disegna un cerchio attorno al moi cuore La grazia del tuo sguardo Corri assieme a me Vivi assieme a me Guarda verso me Amore
Français
Le noir qui reste et recouvre tout Depuis que le feu est éteint Ton regard même s’est évanouit Le noir
Les cendres enveloppent le souvenir Nous nous sommes consumés Dans trop de discussions c’est certain Mais maintenant un voile noir Assombrit ton cœur
Si je pouvais raviver La flamme de ton amour L’espérance naitrait Comme naît une fleur de la neige
Parfois De la cendre peut naître une fleur Des ténèbres une lumière De la nuit un jour nouveau, ainsi Pour nous une aube rose Seulement pour toi
Si je pouvais raviver La flamme de mon amour Je te protègerais Dessine un cercle autour de mon cœur La grâce de ton regard Court avec moi Vit avec moi Regarde vers moi Amour
English
It’s the black that remains and covers everything Since the fire went out Even the look in your eyes has vanished The black
Memory is shrouded in ash We consumed ourselves Too many discussions for sure But now a black veil Darkens your heart
If I could revive The flame of your love Hope would be born Like a flower in the snow
Sometimes From the cinders a flower is born From the shadows comes light From the night a new day And so for us a rosy dawn Only for you
If I could revive
the flame of my love I would protect you Draw a circle around my heart The grace of your look Walks with me Lives with me Watches with me Love
