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
Italiano : RitornelloChe bella storia, storia d'amore, amore mio, mi porti sù, sù, sù
lassù nel cielo, cielo d'estate solo per noi. (l'estat' è solo per noi) Strofa :Noi siam' felici il giorno la notte con cento mila baci l'amore è sempre piu dolce mi porta sempre più in alto, sempre più forte Français :
RefrainQuelle belle histoire, Histoire d'amour, Mon amour, tu m'emportes là-haut, la-haut dans le ciel, le ciel d'été, rien que pour nous (l'été n'est rien que pour nous.) Couplet:Nous sommes heureux le jour et la nuit avec cent mille baisers l'amour est toujours plus doux il m'emporte toujours plus haut Et toujours plus fort. English :
ChorusWhat a lovely story A love story My love You take me up there Up there in the sky The summer sky Just for us (the summer just for us)
VerseWe are happy Day and night With a hundred thousand kisses Love is always sweeter It takes me up there And always more intense
Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Dancing, joyful & exotic. Male voice, Song. Sung in Italian. 60's. Dancing, joyful & exotic. Male voice, electric guitar, strings, brass & rhythm.歌词
ItalianoDivent' un uomo fatto, Lei torna ragazza, ma quanto sto bene, quando quando ma quanto sto bene, quà , tra le braccia di tua madre!
Ha la pudore d'una bimba, E la dolcezza d'una mamma, l'appettito di una leonessa, e l'esperienza d'una regina, ah...
Le pesche non mi piacciono se sono verdi, Le pere, non mi piacciono se sono dure, le donne sono com' i frutti, migliore se sono mature. Lei sa placar' il mio ardore Posso gli aprir' il mio cuore, Dice che io la faccio ridere ma non mi parla di matrimonio!
Français
Je deviens un homme mûr Elle redevient jeune fille Mais qu’est-ce que je me sens bien
Quand, quand Qu'est-ce que je suis bien Là, dans les bras de ta mère
Elle a la pudeur d'une enfant Et la douceur d'une mère L'appétit d'une lionne Et l'expérience d'une reine, ah...
Les pêches ne me plaisent pas si elles sont vertes Les poires ne me plaisent pas si elles sont dures Les femmes sont comme les fruits Meilleures quand elles sont mûres
Elle sait calmer mon ardeur Je peux lui ouvrir mon cœur Elle dit que je la fais rire Mais ne parle pas de mariage.
English
I am becoming a mature man She is becoming a young girl How good I feel When when How good I feel Here in your mother’s arms
She has a child’s modesty And a sweetness of a mother The appetite of a lioness And the experience of a queen, ah…
I don’t like peaches when they’re green I don’t like pears when they’re hard Women are like fruit Better when they are ripe
She knows how to cool my ardour I can open my heart to her She says that I make her laugh But don’t talk to me about marriage
Le premier amour Sera pour toujours le plus beau Le premier amour sera pour toujours le plus fort A l’horizon quand le ciel s’obscurcit, On ne s’en aperçoit pas Mais le premier amour ne se vit qu’une seule fois.
Le premier regard Reste dans mes rêves Le premier regard reste Dans mon coeur Dans nos yeux tant, tant de promesses Qu’un seul battement de cil Peut donner assez d’amour pour l’éternité.
Le premier baiser Sera pour toujours le plus doux Le premier baiser Sera pour toujours le plus sincère Quand nos mains se séparent Quand nous devons nous dire au revoir Alors « à demain » sonne comme « adieu ».
English
The first love Will always be the finest The first love Will always be the deepest On the horizon as the sky is fading We don’t realize it But the first love only lives once.
The first look Stays in my dreams The first look
Stays in my heart In our eyes, so many, so many promesses That one blink of an eye Can give enough love for eternity.
The first kiss Will always be the sweetest The first kiss Will always be the more sincere When our hands part When we must say goodbyes Then “goodbye” sounds “adieu”.
Minimal, light, atmospheric. Delicate pizzicato intro is joined by Minimal, light, atmospheric. Delicate pizzicato intro is joined by mysterious woodwind and strings. Investigative and brooding dramedy cue with a sophisticated, suspenseful determined feel for unfolding mysteries and undercover adventures.
Minimal, light, atmospheric. Delicate pizzicato intro is joined by Minimal, light, atmospheric. Delicate pizzicato intro is joined by mysterious woodwind and strings. Investigative and brooding dramedy cue with a sophisticated, suspenseful determined feel for unfolding mysteries and undercover adventures.
Sophisticated, positive, upbeat. Propulsive pizzicato strings with Sophisticated, positive, upbeat. Propulsive pizzicato strings with light, atmospheric percussion. Playful dramedy cue with bright chimes and driving strings. Delicate bridge from 01:20 with quirky woodwind melodies builds in energy to an expansive, cinematic finale with an intriguing sense of adventure.
Sophisticated, positive, upbeat. Propulsive pizzicato strings with Sophisticated, positive, upbeat. Propulsive pizzicato strings with light, atmospheric percussion. Playful dramedy cue with bright chimes and driving strings. Delicate bridge from 01:20 with quirky woodwind melodies builds in energy to an expansive, cinematic finale with an intriguing sense of adventure. Stripped back underscore version.
Sophisticated, positive, upbeat. Propulsive pizzicato strings with Sophisticated, positive, upbeat. Propulsive pizzicato strings with light, atmospheric percussion. Playful dramedy cue with bright chimes and driving strings. Quirky woodwind melodies builds in energy to an expansive, cinematic finale with an intriguing sense of adventure.
Brooding, reflective, mournful. Mysterious harp with eerie, uneasy Brooding, reflective, mournful. Mysterious harp with eerie, uneasy strings. Melancholic intro is joined by intriguing woodwind melodies, becoming more positive and hopeful with bright celeste. Delicate and minimal contemporary classical cue.
Brooding, reflective, mournful. Mysterious harp with eerie, uneasy Brooding, reflective, mournful. Mysterious harp with eerie, uneasy strings. Melancholic intro is joined by intriguing woodwind melodies, becoming more positive and hopeful with bright celeste. Delicate and minimal contemporary classical cue.
Late 60's & early 70's TV series. Determined & narrative. Vintage Late 60's & early 70's TV series. Determined & narrative. Vintage synth, electronics & rhythm.
70's French & Italian soundtrack mood. Harpsichord, organ & strings. 70's French & Italian soundtrack mood. Harpsichord, organ & strings. Rhythm & electric guitar @ 0'42.
Upbeat country & western love song about love betrayed. Male singer, Upbeat country & western love song about love betrayed. Male singer, rhythm section, pedal steel & electric guitar lead @ 1'20.歌词
FOOL # 1
CHORUS Am I fool number 1 Or am I fool number 2 Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you Now that it’s over, tell me the truth If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I your number 1 fool?
VERSE I spent so much time gettin’ hurt in this race I don’t want to end up in second place
CHORUS Am I fool number one Or am I fool number two Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you Now that it’s over, tell me the truth If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I your number one fool?
Instrumental break
VERSE Set ‘em up Joe, and we’ll knock ‘em on down To the potential number one fool in town
CHORUS Am I fool number one Or am I fool number two Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you Now that it’s over, tell me the truth If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I your number one fool? If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I the number one fool?
Underscore. Upbeat country & western typical cue..Rhythm section, Underscore. Upbeat country & western typical cue..Rhythm section, pedal steel & electric guitar lead @ 1'20.
Bitter-sweet country & western ballad. Peaceful but with a touch of Bitter-sweet country & western ballad. Peaceful but with a touch of nostalgia. Male singer, rhythm, piano & pedal steel.歌词
I DON'T MATTER ANYWAY VERSE There’s a rumor goin’ round this little town Say you’re gonna throw my love away Well tell me where do you get off I’m the one having second thoughts And I don’t think we can last another day
CHORUS So We can talk about it We can sleep on it But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face Cause I’m beginnin’ to see
What you don’t mean to me And it really doesn’t matter anyway
VERSE You’ve got a new boyfriend, and I’m real free Let’s just call a spade a spade I’m eatin’ real well, and takin’ care of myself It’s something I gave up on along the way
CHORUS So we can talk about it We can sleep on it But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face Cause I’m beginnin’ to see
What you don’t mean to me And it really doesn’t matter anyway
REPEAT CHORUS We can talk about it We can sleep on it But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face Cause I’m beginnin’ to see
Underscore. Country & western ballad. Peaceful but with a touch of Underscore. Country & western ballad. Peaceful but with a touch of nostalgia. Rhythm, piano & pedal steel.
Upbeat country song in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the Upbeat country song in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the bayou. Male singer, pedal steel, accordion, fiddle.歌词
GOODTIME HONKY TONK VERSE Just a little past the county line Where the kudzu’s growin’ up the cross road sign
Sun’s sinkin’ thru the pine You’ll find the goodtime honky tonk
VERSE Just one happy family Blowin’ off steam at the end of the week Yes sir, no ma’am, thank you, please At the goodtime honky tonk
CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk
VERSE Jukebox sittin’ on the old front porch Punch those numbers and hit the floor We all know what we’re here for
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
VERSE None of that new country breed Just Hank and Lefty and some Brenda Lee Listen to Willie puff some weed At the goodtime Honky Tonk
CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk
INSTRUMENTAL
REPEAT CHORUS Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a cold one Lose your troubles An’ have some fun At the goodtime Honky Tonk Goodtime Honky Tonk Grab yourself a partner Try to hang on To an old George Strait song At the goodtime Honky Tonk At the goodtime Honky Tonk At the goodtime Honky Tonk Heyeeeee
Underscore. Upbeat country cue in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a Underscore. Upbeat country cue in a Louisiana / cajun mood. Like a party in the bayou. Pedal steel, accordion, fiddle.
