Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Solo violin @ 1'40 & trumpet @ Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Solo violin @ 1'40 & trumpet @ 2'02.歌词
LA VIDA, Pascal Morel
Nada mas
Una vez mas amor La vida suena lo quita Si me apartas tu vida yo moriré Tu mano fue volando de mis besos al noche En mi todo ese fuego se repite
Nada mas Oh la la la la la, la vida Oh la la la la la, nada mas...
Yo me perdi de noche En la sombra del desierto Porque la vida pega como lagrimas El dolor sube y baja como une sueño cansado Nadie recogera mi corazon de llanto
Oh la la la la la, la vida Oh la la la la la, nada mas...
Traduction
Rien de plus
Une fois de plus mon amour La vie sonne et sépare Si tu m'éloignes de ta vie, je mourrai Ta main volait entre mes baisers la nuit En moi ce feu se répète
Rien de plus Oh la la la la la, la vie Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...
Je me suis perdu cette nuit Dans l'ombre du désert Car la vie frappe comme des larmes La douleur monte et descend comme un rêve fatigué Personne ne récupèrera mon cœur en pleurs
Oh la la la la la, la vie Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...
Latin Pop Song. Male vocal. Lively & festive. Solo trumpet @ 2'50.歌词
Entre dos amores Yo perdi mi corazon Entre dos amores Mi corazon
Entre dos penas Yo soy hueso tuyo Entre dos lagrimas Un trigo vacio Entre dos estacions La que oye y la que ve Entre dos posiciones Es la cana que tiembla Uno por uno,somos dos La copula loca Uno por uno,tu y yo Entre dos carinos Te clave a mis besos Entre dos ojos perdidos No puede caminar Entre dos Esperanzas Nada mas tu calor
Entre dos vidas Un agua silenciosa Uno por uno,somos dos La copula loca Uno por uno tu y yo
Entre dos amores Yo perdi mi razon Entre dos amores Mi corazon
Entre dos penas… Uno por uno …
Gracias amigos Gracias los anos Por esta libertad Bella como la vida Gracias los suenos Gracias los ninos Por esta libertad Bella como la vida
Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Joyful & exhilariting. Solo Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Joyful & exhilariting. Solo trumpet @ 1'49.歌词
Sal de la playa mi amor que yo te quiero llevar a gozar el nuevo ritmo que hace furor ponte tus zapatitos de charol que toda la noche vamos a gozar del cha-cha-cha
Te tienes que decidir porque la orquesta ya va a comenzar al son de maracas trompeta y bongo musica y dulces palabras de amor, mira y el universo va girando al compas del cha-cha-cha
Cha-cha-cha
chara-chara-cha cha-cha-cha
chara-chara-cha
Y bailalo bonito todo meneadito con ese cuerpito aaay!
Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Warm & sensual. Solo trumpet @ Latin Pop Song. Male vocal & choir. Warm & sensual. Solo trumpet @ 1'17.歌词
Cuando te vi corazon Que hoy puedo pedir,alma mia En silencio me lego tu amor,acere
Muchas son las palabras Morena,morena Para decir las cosas Morena,morena Muchas son las palabras Morena,morena Me faltaba amor
El amor el amor que sale con la rumba Baila,baila la rumba Baila la morena,baila la rumba bail adora,baila querida
La vida,la vida sigue con Alegria Baila,baila la rumba Morena morena Muchas son las palabras,morena Para decir las cosas,morena Muchas son las palabras,morena Me faltaba amor,morena Llenaré de mi tu alma,morena Con la mirada en alto,morena Llénaré de ti mi alma,morena Me faltaba amor
La vida sigue con Alegria Baila,baila la rumba El amor,el amor que sale con la rumba
Palabras de amor Llenaré de ti mi alma,morena Cuando ceso la lluvia,morena Con la mirada en alto,morena Pronto ceso la lluvia Palabras de amor Morena,morena Pronto ceso la lluvia
BACK IN THE DAY Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Oogo
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days (repeat) Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking. He had to go overseas to do his walking. Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking. for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change Like climax's that we living this life time is strange. Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others. Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage. Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis. Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube? I compare myself to that shit dude. When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein Attaching to brains To put it down man you can't play these games. What up cuz-o I manifesto Turn in to slick-co Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore… Back in the days
(chorus) La la la Lalalalalala La la la Lalalalalala La la la la
(Mattic's Part)
I want her in the worst way but first let me talk about her Describe the madam, cause it hit me like what's happen Walking in Le Havre She's the one I Got to have Juggling with my words Hoping that my poking cause a stabbing
Her frame, jabbing to my face open the case and see the best imprint of star elegance Relax, let me tell you something bout yourself Pass over like a passport the password is wealth.
Rich a man would be if he seen you on the regular Up inside his head, got my thoughts perpendicular Endless to your beauty cause the eyes will never lie That's a quote from the Wreckester Your shine can't hide.
(chorus)
Girl you got me singing all night long Girl you got me sanging this same song Girl you got me singing all night long Girl you got me sanging this same song
La la la That's what I want Lalalalalala La la la Lalalalalala That's what I want La la la la Get nasty with it
Explicit language. Laid back Hip-hop. Male vocal. BPM 88.歌词
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt. I say that, but it don't make me crazy It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so You just want to back it up until my tip explode Whoa !!!! I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble Put you on a take off without a shuttle So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ? A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker. Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker, after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop. They say I'm better then a under counter medicine pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me. Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth, winked her eye and said it's all on the house Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles. Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline. She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me. Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed. Leaned over said come and get You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum. She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath Were you off to this time of morning ? You do the math…
Son Cubano. Traditional music of rural Cuba. Light & peaceful. Male Son Cubano. Traditional music of rural Cuba. Light & peaceful. Male vocal, tiple, bass & percussion.歌词
Que caiga un aguacero pa' poder cantar
mi son entero
Y que caiga un aguacero para poderle contar
mi son entero
Y que caiga un aguacero un aguacero
Agua de la sierra de la sierra
agua de la sierra de la sierra
Que tombe l’averse pour pouvoir chanter
Mon « son » en entier Et que tombe l’averse pour pouvoir conter
