Epic, stoic, cinematic. Gradually emerging strings display a euphoric Epic, stoic, cinematic. Gradually emerging strings display a euphoric hopeful atmosphere. Operatic female vocals breathe a feeling of importance and magnitude, a situation involving important possibly sacred people and locations. Wavering violin melody conveys tinges of tragedy.
Epic, stoic, cinematic. Gradually emerging strings display a euphoric Epic, stoic, cinematic. Gradually emerging strings display a euphoric hopeful atmosphere. Deep swells of strings meet with lighter, more heart-wrenching notes. Wavering violin melody conveys tinges of tragedy. A situation involving a sacred land or people, a feeling of great importance and magnitude. Instrumental version.
From "Etude no.1 in F minor" by Chopin. Lunar, supernatural & tragic. From "Etude no.1 in F minor" by Chopin. Lunar, supernatural & tragic. Ghost dance. Recommended for science-fiction, paranormal, unexplained phenomenon & mysteries. Modular synth.
Popular Latin-American traditional song arranged as a rock ballad. Popular Latin-American traditional song arranged as a rock ballad. Sung in Spanish. Nostalgic, moving & introspective. Male singer, acoustic guitar, violin & drums @ 2'25. Female singer @ 2'45.歌词
ES:
No sé que tienen las flores
Las flores del campo santo
No sé que tienen las flores
Las flores del campo santo
Que cuando las mueve el viento
Parece que están llorando
A un santo cristo de fierro (llorona)
Mis penas le conté yo
A un santo cristo de fierro, llorona
Mis penas le conté yo
Y cuales serían mis penas, llorona
Que el santo cristo lloró
Y cuales serían mis penas, llorona
Que el santo cristo lloró
Hay de mi llorona
Llorona llévame contigo
Hay de mi llorona
Llorona llévame contigo
Y cúbreme con tu manto, llorona
Porque me muero de frío
Y cúbreme con tu manto, llorona
Porque me muero de frío
Dicen que no tengo duelo
Porque no me ven llorar
Dicen que no tengo duelo, llorona
Porque no me ven llorar
Hay muertos que no hacen ruido
Y es más grande su penar
Hay muertos que no hacemos ruido
Y es más grande mi penar
No creas que porque canto (llorona)
Tengo el corazón alegre
No creas que porque canto, llorona
Tengo el corazón alegre
También de dolor se canta, llorona
Cuando llorar no se puede
También de dolor se canta, llorona
Cuando llorar no se puede
Hay de mi, llorona
Llorona llévame contigo
Hay de mi, llorona
Llorona llévame contigo
Hay de mi, llorona
Llorona llévame contigo
Y cúbreme con tu manto, llorona
Porque me muero de frío
EN:
I don't know what's wrong with the flowers
The flowers of the holy field
I don't know what's wrong with the flowers
The flowers of the holy field
That when the wind moves them
They seem to be crying
To a holy iron Christ (Llorona (weeping woman))
I told my sorrows
To a holy iron christ, Llorona
I told my sorrows
And how great were my sorrows, Llorona
That the holy Christ wept
And how great were my sorrows, Llorona
That the holy Christ wept
Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you
Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you
And cover me with your mantle, Llorona
For I'm dying of cold
And cover me with your mantle, Llorona
For I'm dying of cold
They say I don't grieve
Because they don't see me cry
They say I don't grieve, Llorona
Because they don't see me cry
There are dead people who don't make a noise
Yet their sorrow is greater
There are dead people whom we don't make a noise
Yet my sorrow is greater
Don't think that because I sing (Llorona)
I have a happy heart
Don't think that because I sing, Llorona
I have a happy heart
Also from pain one sings, Llorona
When one cannot cry
Also from pain one sings, Llorona
When we cannot cry
Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you
Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you
Oh my, Llorona
Llorona take me with you
And cover me with your mantle, Llorona
For I'm dying of cold
Striving, determined, sentimental. Rhythmic piano note gives way to Striving, determined, sentimental. Rhythmic piano note gives way to sequence communicating a desperation and sadness. Pained high-pitched piano melodies begin to peel off from main structure, layering of emotive refrains. A more serious rhythmic transition at 00:50 as bass notes and consistent arpeggiations give a sense of persistence and pride. Climactic moment, an individual rushing home or to the hospital.
Momentous, grandiose, important. Fragile high-pitched piano is joined Momentous, grandiose, important. Fragile high-pitched piano is joined by fluttering chords in a gradual descent. Bass notes support a sense of grave importance, a cataclysmic event or decision with many people's lives at stake. Climactic rhythmic style at 01:25 gifts a sense of climax before sinking bank into beautiful higher notes.
Elegant, devastating, atmospheric. Patient piano sequence inspires a Elegant, devastating, atmospheric. Patient piano sequence inspires a feeling of determination melding with tragedy. Reverb on lighter notes causes them to drift out into a sublime, large soundscape inferring a sense of magnitude. Delicate light piano trills communicate a sense of grace amid feelings of despair.
Sophisticated, classical, eerie. Thrumming strings meet with creeping Sophisticated, classical, eerie. Thrumming strings meet with creeping light melody, peeling off into discordant notes to create an atmosphere of uncertainty and intrigue. Slow tempo also communicates a sense of macabre and gothic sorrow, with lightness of melody softening this into an uncanny vibe.
Sophisticated, classical, eerie. Thrumming strings meet with creeping Sophisticated, classical, eerie. Thrumming strings meet with creeping light melody with expansive echo, peeling off into discordant notes to create an atmosphere of uncertainty and intrigue. Slow tempo also communicates a sense of macabre and gothic sorrow, with lightness of melody softening this into an uncanny vibe. Alternative version.
Sultry, dramatic, sombre. Dulcet guitar riff conveys a sense of Sultry, dramatic, sombre. Dulcet guitar riff conveys a sense of sadness and sorrow. Lyrics about a toxic relationship, someone looking for affection at the wrong times. Two people confusing lust and love, with feelings of doom and gloom mixing with sex-charged feelings. Electronic bass and subtle drumbeat offer a sultry, quiet storm energy.歌词
Midnight, Midnight, The only time you hit my line is in the late night, The only time you hit my line is after midnight, Midnight, Midnight, The only time you hit my line is in the late night, The only time you hit my line. You got needs, I got what you need, It’s so good ima bring you to ya knees, You looking good girl you need some high fashion, It’s first-class when you rollin' out with me, Money be callin', you know dat I answer, Way dat you movin' dat body like dancers, Hope dat you don’t mind I pull out my camera, You just do yo thing, we gone shoot a scene, When I pop a Xanny I might need some bed rest, Servin' Off White in the trap dead fresh, In a jump, pushing work leg press, Put you on a test just to see where to head at, Run off in yo spot be like where dat bread at, Rollin off a addy so my eyes dead red, I ain’t even vote but I need dead presidents, Drop me da location I’m pullin' up yo residence, in the late night. Midnight, Midnight, The only time you hit my line is in the late night, The only time you hit my line is after midnight, Midnight, Midnight, The only time you hit my line is in the late night, The only time you hit my line.
Sultry, dramatic, sombre. Dulcet guitar riff conveys a sense of Sultry, dramatic, sombre. Dulcet guitar riff conveys a sense of sadness and sorrow. Reminiscent of a sad but emotionally charged situation, two people confusing lust and love, with feelings of doom and gloom mixing with sex-charged feelings. Electronic bass and subtle drumbeat offer a sultry, quiet storm energy. Instrumental version.
Bluesy song in the spirit of the musicals,. Lazy, melancholic. Male Bluesy song in the spirit of the musicals,. Lazy, melancholic. Male singer in crooner style, Orchestra, pizz, piano, string ensemble, brass & rhythm with brushes.歌词
RAINY DAY
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
Rainy day
Feeling blue
Skies are grey
Where are you?
I know I
Shouldn’t feel this way
But I do
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But I swear
We’ll meet again
And we’ll laugh away
That rainy day
From way back then
Rainy day
Bluesy, dreary & gloomy. Jazz orchestra with pizzicato strings, Bluesy, dreary & gloomy. Jazz orchestra with pizzicato strings, piano, muted trumpet, brass & rhythm with brushes. In the style of films noir of the 40s & 50s.
Electro pop song. Lively & sensual. Female singer, electric guitar, Electro pop song. Lively & sensual. Female singer, electric guitar, synth & rhythm. Suggested for advertising, modern romance & fashion. 歌词
It’s like a dream an illusion
A wonderful story you can’t remind
You’re the kind who don’t believe in the future
I am the one who’s stuck in the past
It’s a different view from a different point
Feelings you won’t let Inside
I am here for you but you’re not ready for two
Standing behind waiting a sign
Chained heart chained
And we will be heart chained
Is it all we need to live together in a way
After all we’ve crossed we need to rest an be safe
It doesn’t matter to me if you don’t follow the stream
Wind blows and shapes a new wave
I am here with you as long as you want to
Guiding your steps along this way
Italian inspired theme. Nostalgic but lively with a Gypsy touch. Italian inspired theme. Nostalgic but lively with a Gypsy touch. Small ensemble with clarinet, violin & trumpet. Suggested for 50s & 60s Italian movie.
Gentle, tender & open. Solo piano played as a folk guitar. Suggested Gentle, tender & open. Solo piano played as a folk guitar. Suggested for destiny, childhood & home & garden.
Pop song sung in Italian. Passionate, romantic & poignant. Female Pop song sung in Italian. Passionate, romantic & poignant. Female singer, folk guitar & piano. Recommended for romance & Italian movie. 歌词
Tu dicevi troppe cose
Canzoni tinte di rose
Parole graziose
Oh baby oh baby oh
Parlava di poesie
Rose c'est la vie
Il cielo è sceso qui
Oh baby oh baby oh
Bevevo dai suoi vetri
Così grandi, così verdi e tetri
I suoi nudi celibi
Così grandi, severi e mobili
In te
Scese quindi la mia sposa
Incompresa fu la rosa
Come ogni altra cosa
Oh baby oh baby oh
Tu dicevi troppe cose
Canzoni tinte di rose
Parole graziose
Oh baby oh baby oh
Parlava di poesie
Rose c'est la vie
Il cielo è sceso qui
Oh baby oh baby oh
Bevevo dai suoi vetri
Così grandi, così verdi e tetri
I suoi nudi celibi
Così grandi, severi e mobili
In te
Scese quindi la mia sposa
Incompresa fu la rosa
Come ogni altra cosa
Oh baby oh baby oh
Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, piano & rhythm section. Suggested for romance.歌词
There’s a place down the street
Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one
You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all
So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home