Unsure, careful, foreboding. Wary strings and generally downbeat Unsure, careful, foreboding. Wary strings and generally downbeat atmosphere reminiscent of a journey into the unknown, or unresolved emotion flaring up. Strings inch out of uniformity, creating a feeling of fractured emotion and adrenaline. Slow build into tense section at 01:00. Choral voices rise, asserting a sense of stature and importance.
Unsure, careful, foreboding. Wary strings and generally downbeat Unsure, careful, foreboding. Wary strings and generally downbeat atmosphere reminiscent of a journey into the unknown, or unresolved emotion flaring up. Strings inch out of uniformity, creating a feeling of fractured emotion and adrenaline. Choral voices rise, asserting a sense of stature and importance. Stripped back underscore version.
Lively, childish, gothic. Climbing pizzicato strings stride forward Lively, childish, gothic. Climbing pizzicato strings stride forward with harpsichord notes, playing out wondrous but eerie melodies, suspenseful organ chords gradually emerging. Low impacts and silly theremin solo at 00:50 reminiscent of an odd creature or mischievous spirit causing trouble.
Lively, childish, gothic. Church bells stride forward with Lively, childish, gothic. Church bells stride forward with harpsichord notes, playing out wondrous but eerie melodies, suspenseful organ chords gradually emerging. Low impacts at 00:50 reminiscent of an odd creature or mischievous spirit causing trouble. Stripped back underscore version.
Sinister, fun, spooky. Bright xylophone notes sing out with Sinister, fun, spooky. Bright xylophone notes sing out with fun-loving scary tune, embracing comical synth solo. A feeling of unease meets with fun, vibrant instrumentation. An evil silly spirit chasing children around, a Halloween tale with goofy mishaps. Percussive sound of xylophones reminiscent of spooky skeleton bones.
Sinister, fun, spooky. Bright xylophone notes sing out with Sinister, fun, spooky. Bright xylophone notes sing out with fun-loving scary tune, embracing theatrical stabs. A feeling of unease meets with fun, vibrant instrumentation. An evil silly spirit chasing children around, a Halloween tale with goofy mishaps. Percussive sound of xylophones reminiscent of spooky skeleton bones. Stripped back underscore version.
Sinister, fun, spooky. Bright strings sing out with fun-loving scary Sinister, fun, spooky. Bright strings sing out with fun-loving scary tune, embracing comical synth solo. A feeling of unease meets with fun, vibrant instrumentation. An evil silly spirit chasing children around, a Halloween tale with goofy mishaps. Stripped back underscore version.
Relaxing, wholesome, soulful. Resonant synth plays out emotive Relaxing, wholesome, soulful. Resonant synth plays out emotive sequence, asserting a feeling of angst and spirit. Muted guitars create a cool 80s atmosphere, matched by drum machine sounds. Expressive vocal coos conjure images of individuals in a neon landscape, a city or futuristic vista. Slow build into sturdy drumbeat acts as catharsis, reminiscent of friends or lovers embracing.
Relaxing, wholesome, soulful. Resonant synth plays out emotive Relaxing, wholesome, soulful. Resonant synth plays out emotive sequence, asserting a feeling of angst and spirit. Muted guitars create a cool 80s atmosphere, matched by drum machine sounds. Passionate retro style conjure images of individuals in a neon landscape, a city or futuristic vista. Slow build into sturdy drumbeat acts as catharsis, reminiscent of friends or lovers embracing. Instrumental version.
Relaxing, wholesome, soulful. Resonant synth plays out emotive Relaxing, wholesome, soulful. Resonant synth plays out emotive sequence, asserting a feeling of angst and spirit. Muted guitars create a cool 80s atmosphere. Jangly guitars shoot sharp chords and notes out into the middle distance, conjuring images of individuals in a neon landscape, a city or futuristic vista. Slow build into sturdy drumbeat acts as catharsis, reminiscent of friends or lovers embracing. Stripped back underscore version.
Relaxing, wholesome, soulful. Resonant synth plays out emotive Relaxing, wholesome, soulful. Resonant synth plays out emotive sequence, asserting a feeling of angst and spirit. Muted guitars create a cool 80s atmosphere. Expressive vocal coos conjure images of individuals in a neon landscape, a city or futuristic vista, two lovers or friends embracing. Stripped back underscore version.
Lovelorn, cool, heartfelt. Triumphant drumbeat joined by noodling Lovelorn, cool, heartfelt. Triumphant drumbeat joined by noodling synth playing out emotive sequence. High male vocals provide meaningful vocal hook, reminiscent of a heartbroken individual wondering about their former lover. Expressive female vocals add a fiery, overwhelming emotion. Minimalistic melody and instrumentation create a stark and emotionally fertile soundscape, contrasted by hook at 01:30 with soaring guitar, glittering synths and vocals.
Lovelorn, cool, heartfelt. Triumphant drumbeat joined by noodling Lovelorn, cool, heartfelt. Triumphant drumbeat joined by noodling synth playing out emotive sequence. Minimalistic melody and instrumentation create a stark and emotionally fertile soundscape, contrasted by hook at 01:30 with soaring guitar and glittering synths. Instrumental version.
Lovelorn, cool, heartfelt. Triumphant but angsty synth plays out Lovelorn, cool, heartfelt. Triumphant but angsty synth plays out emotive sequence. Minimalistic melody and instrumentation create a stark and emotionally fertile soundscape, contrasted by hook at 01:30 with soaring guitar and glittering synths. Stripped back underscore version.
Lovelorn, cool, heartfelt. Triumphant but angsty synth plays out Lovelorn, cool, heartfelt. Triumphant but angsty synth plays out emotive sequence. High male vocals provide meaningful vocal hook, reminiscent of a heartbroken individual wondering about their former lover. Expressive female vocals add a fiery, overwhelming emotion. Minimalistic melody and instrumentation create a stark and emotionally fertile soundscape, contrasted by hook at 01:30 with soaring guitar and vocals. Stripped back underscore version.
Cool, adventurous, poppy. Thick synth chords with atmospheric delay Cool, adventurous, poppy. Thick synth chords with atmospheric delay scatter, pushed gently by anticipatory drumbeat. Breakthrough at 00:40 into pop sensibility, with glittering synths and dramatic reversed cymbals. 80s guitar plays sharp jazzy notes amidst echoing percussion and heavy-set bass. Reminiscent of the sun going down on a holiday destination, headlights shining down a road as darkness grows.
Cool, adventurous, poppy. Thick synth chords with atmospheric delay Cool, adventurous, poppy. Thick synth chords with atmospheric delay scatter, pushed gently by anticipatory drumbeat. Breakthrough at 00:40 into pop sensibility, with glittering synths and dramatic reversed cymbals. 80s guitar plays sharp jazzy notes amidst echoing percussion and heavy-set bass. Reminiscent of the sun going down on a holiday destination, headlights shining down a road as darkness grows. Instrumental version.
Cool, adventurous, poppy. Thick synth chords with atmospheric delay Cool, adventurous, poppy. Thick synth chords with atmospheric delay scatter. Breakthrough at 00:40 into pop sensibility, with glittering synths. 80s guitar plays sharp jazzy notes amidst echoing percussion and heavy-set bass. Reminiscent of the sun going down on a holiday destination, headlights shining down a road as darkness grows. Stripped back underscore version.
Cool, adventurous, poppy. Thick synth chords with atmospheric delay Cool, adventurous, poppy. Thick synth chords with atmospheric delay scatter. Breakthrough at 00:40 into pop sensibility, with glittering synths. Reminiscent of the sun going down on a holiday destination, headlights shining down a road as darkness grows. Stripped back underscore version.
Hip-hop beat, chillout beat. Laidback, light-hearted & shiny. Hip-hop beat, chillout beat. Laidback, light-hearted & shiny. Suggested for lifestyle, holidays & travel. Lazy beat with electric guitar, synth, drums, and electric guitar solo all along.
Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.歌词
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas con sus capsulas letales como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches with their lethal capsules as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.歌词
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas y pastillas en la rave como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches and pills at the rave as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Dreamy, charming & carefree hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Dreamy, charming & carefree hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Looking towards the future, not the past. Female rap singer, voice sampling, synth, fx vinyl noise, electric strings & electronic percussion. English rap @ 2'21.歌词
ES:
oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez
ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
tengo antojo de helao'
dame un beso frio endulzao'
que me sepa a mandarina
con burbujas como aspirina
con olor a tarta de queso
la textura de un pan entero
calentito solo pa mi
hazlo pensando solo en mi
te hago un hueco en la cama plegable
planes improvisados de tarde
ponemos algo de los noventa
la peli mas cliché que prefieras
como me gusta verte la espalda
sin el peto de color naranja
y pintarte solo con las huellas
una rosa con granos de arena
tu eres un universo en la tierra
dale que yo te llevo a Paris
nos montamos en alguna nube
y si quieres nos alquilo el Louvre
y te compro un helado de fresa
fresa rosa fresa palo fresa
fresa fresca fresita francesa
fresa tierna y luego una frambuesa
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
im trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
pero no te sale bien
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end…
oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez
ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
la brisa del patio
hojas de tabaco
bailan lentamente
entre flores del jardin
me pierdo en tus manos
no me pierdo nada
camino despacio
tranquilita junto a ti
EN:
hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve
I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
I'm craving for ice cream
give me a cold sweetened kiss
that tastes like tangerine
with bubbles like aspirin
with the smell of cheesecake
the texture of a whole loaf of bread
warm only for me
do it thinking only of me
I'll make room for you in the folding bed
improvised evening plans
we put on something from the nineties
the most cliché movie you want
how I like to see your back
without the orange training bib
and paint you only with your footprints
a rose with grains of sand
you are a universe on earth
come on, I'll take you to Paris
we'll ride on a cloud
and if you want I'll rent us the Louvre
and I'll buy you a strawberry ice cream
strawberry pink strawberry stick strawberry
fresh strawberry French strawberry
tender strawberry and then a raspberry
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
i'm trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
but you don't get it right
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
I wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end...
hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve
I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
the breeze in the courtyard
tobacco leaves
dance slowly
among the flowers in the garden
I lose myself in your hands
I don't miss anything
I walk slowly
calmly by your side
Hard rock / metal. Pounding, stimulating, energetic, hammering & Hard rock / metal. Pounding, stimulating, energetic, hammering & fiery. Lead guitar & drum. For extreme sports / entertainment / video games.
Hard rock / blues rock. Fast, strong, driving & rollicking. Distorded Hard rock / blues rock. Fast, strong, driving & rollicking. Distorded guitar & drum. For road-trip / entertainment / video games / sport.
Ambiant track with beautiful & soothing synth pads evolving slowly to Ambiant track with beautiful & soothing synth pads evolving slowly to build a quiet & contemplative soundscape. Perfect for meditation, well being & relaxation.
