Hopeful, positive, wondrous. Brooding low strings rise to atmospheric Hopeful, positive, wondrous. Brooding low strings rise to atmospheric high string sustains and are joined by emotive, light and bright piano melodies, inspiring woodwind flourishes and subtle wordless vocal textures. Beautiful, minimal and cinematic orchestral cue full of heart.
Hopeful, positive, wondrous. Brooding low strings rise to atmospheric Hopeful, positive, wondrous. Brooding low strings rise to atmospheric high string sustains and are joined by emotive, light and bright piano melodies, inspiring woodwind flourishes and subtle wordless vocal textures. Beautiful, minimal and cinematic orchestral cue full of heart.
French song. Neo retro / pop song / romantic comedy. Lazy, naive & French song. Neo retro / pop song / romantic comedy. Lazy, naive & sentimental. Female French singer, acoustic & electric guitars, electric keyboard, string section & rhythm.歌词
La main dans la main, traverser les boulevardsLes yeux dans les yeux comme un roman de gare J’ai toujours sur moi, un pola de toi.
Marcher sous la pluie avec toi dans la nuit C’est pas un problème, dis moi juste « je t’aime » Les bijoux, les fleurs, je vois la vie en couleur.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi, Et tu vois. Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble à ça.
Quand viendra le jour où tu ne seras plus là Tu sais mon amour j’aurai toujours sur moi. Tu sais devines quoi? Un pola de toi.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi, Et tu vois. Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble a ça.
Je me demande tous les jours, que ferais-je sans toi, Et tu vois. Il paraît bien que l’amour, oui ça ressemble à ça.
English translation :
ROMANTIC NOVEL
Hand in hand, crossing the boulevards Eye to eye, like in a romantic novel I always have on me, a polaroid of you.
Walking in the rain with you in the night It's not a problem, just tell me “I love you” The jewels, the flowers, I see life in color.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you And you see, It seems love is really like that.
When the day comes when you will no longer be here You know, my love, I will always have on me You know, guess what, a polaroid of you.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you And you see, It seems love is really like that.
I wonder every day, what would I do without you And you see, It seems love is really like that.
French song. Pop song / neo retro. Uplifting, driving & confident. French song. Pop song / neo retro. Uplifting, driving & confident. Female singer, piano, electric guitar & rhythm.歌词
J’ai grandi seule, loin de toi, sans père sans reprocheJ’ai poussé droit, sans tuteur, ignorant mes racines J’ai plié sans céder, le cœur pris dans la roche Plantée comme cette épée attendant un signe
Je voudrais te dire que je t’aime J’aurais dû crier ton absence J’aurais pu verser dans la haine ou l’indifférence. Quand ma mère gardait le silence Sur ton nom, ton existence même Elle protégeait mon innocence Cette promesse lointaine
Elle n’a gardé qu’une photo comme preuve du passé Qu’elle n’a jamais exhumé comme tu l’avais souhaité Je sais maintenant d’où je viens, où te retrouver
Je voudrais te dire que je t’aime J’aurais dû crier ton absence J’aurais pu verser dans la haine ou indifference. Je ne comprenais pas sa gène Pourquoi elle gardait le silence Sur ton nom et ton requiem Pourquoi cette distance Je voudrais te dire que je t’aime J’aurais dû crier ton absence J’aurais pu verser dans la haine ou indifference. Je ne comprenais pas sa gène Pourquoi elle gardait le silence Sur ton nom et ton requiem Pourquoi cette distance Je partirai comme toi dans cette caravane folle Contempler avec toi ces trésors espagnols… English translation : I WOULD LIKE TO TELL YOU THAT I LOVE YOU
I grew up alone, far from you, without a father, without reproach I grew up straight, without a guardian, ignorant of my roots I accepted without giving in, my heart caught in the rock Planted like this sword waiting for a sign
I would like to tell you that I love you I should have yelled your absence I could have slipped into hatred or indifference. When my mother kept quiet
About your name, your very existence She was protecting my innocence This distant promise
She only kept a photo as proof of the past That she never exhumed as you wanted I now know where I come from, where to find you
I would like to tell you that I love you I should have yelled your absence I could have slipped into hatred or indifference. I could not understand her problem Why she kept quiet About your name and your requiem Why this distance
I would like to tell you that I love you I should have yelled your absence I could have slipped into hatred or indifference
I could not understand her problem Why she kept quiet About your name and your requiem Why this distance
I'll go away like you on this crazy caravan Contemplate with you these Spanish treasures ...
French song. Folk ballad / neo retro. Peaceful, rural & swaying. French song. Folk ballad / neo retro. Peaceful, rural & swaying. Female singer, acoustic guitar, electric keyboard & string section.歌词
Ici et maintenant, c’est tout ce qui compte,Cueillir la saveur de l’instant Ici et maintenant, à chaque seconde Je me nourris du présent…
Dans les vagues de Biarritz disparaît le fracas du monde Pas un jour pas un solstice sans l’écume qui vagabonde Au fond des âmes brûle un sésame C’est le présent qui s’enflamme
Dans les mots que tu me glisses : des secondes suspendues Faudrait il que j’abolisse le temps qui passe et les vertus Je laisse fuir les âmes d’artistes, les sentiments hédonistes…
Dans les rides de tes yeux, les minutes ralentissent Dans tes gestes voluptueux se dessinent les délices
Ici et maintenant, Dans la douceur Que donne le souffle du temps Ici et maintenant, c’est tout ce qui compte, Cueillir la saveur de l’instant Ici et maintenant, à chaque seconde Je me nourris du présent…
English translation :
HERE AND NOW
Here and now, that's all that matters Pick the flavor of the moment Here and now, every second I feed on the present ...
In the waves of Biarritz, disappears the turmoil of the world Not a day, not a solstice without the foam that roams Deep in the soul burns a sesame It's the present that ignites it.
In the words you whispered: suspended seconds Should I abolish the passage of time and the virtues I let the souls of artists flee, the hedonistic feelings ...
In the wrinkles of your eyes, the minutes slow down In your voluptuous gestures we see the delight Here and now, In the sweetness
Which time breathes Here and now, that's all that matters Pick the flavor of the moment Here and now, every second I feed on the present ...
Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Singer & accordion.歌词
Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre,
Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle,
À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle,
Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait pas connu son père, Elle avait plus de mère, Et depuis 1900,A’ demeurait chez sa vieille aïeule Où qu'à s'élevait comme ça, toute seule, Rue Saint-Vincent. À travaillait déjà pour vivre Et les soirs de givre, Dans le froid noir et glaçant, Son petit fichu sur les épaules, À rentrait par la rue des Saules, Rue Saint-Vincent.
Elle voyait dans les nuit gelées, La nappe étoilée, Et la lune en croissant Qui brillait, blanche et fatidique Sur la petite croix de la basilique, Rue Saint-Vincent. L'été, par les chauds crépuscules, A rencontré Jules, Qu'était si caressant, Qu'à restait la soirée entière, Avec lui près du vieux cimetière, Rue Saint-Vincent. Et je petit Jules était de la tierce Qui soutient la gerce, Aussi l'adolescent, Voyant qu'elle marchait pantre, D'un coup de surin lui troua le ventre, Rue Saint-Vincent. Quand ils l'ont couché sur la planche, Elle était toute blanche, Même qu'en l'ensevelissant, Les croque-morts disaient que la pauvre gosse Était crevé le soir de sa noce, Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre, Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle, À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle, Rue Saint-Vincent.
English translation : RUE SAINT VINCENT She had not known her fatherHer mother was goneAnd since 1900She lived in her old grandma’ s houseWhere she took care of herself She was already working for livingAnd on frosty evenings In the black freezing coldHer little shawl aroun her shouldersShe came home by the rue des SaulesRue Saint-Vincent. In these frozen nightsShe saw the curtain of the starsAnd the crescent moonShining white and fatefulOn the little croce of the basilicaRue Saint-Vincent. By the warm summer twilightShe would meet Jules,Who was so tenderShe would stay all evening longWith him near the old cemeteryRue Saint-Vincent. And the young Jules was a good-for-nothingPimping the girlsWhen this kidSaw she was not playing the gameHe stabbed her in the stomachRue Saint-Vincent. When they laid her outShe was all white.The undertakers burying herSaid that the poor childCroaked on her wedding day
Beneath her marten hatOn the Butte Montmartre,She had an innocent little air.She was called Rose, she was beautifulWith a scent like a young flowerRue Saint-Vincent.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Solo accordion.
Uplifting, warm, hopeful. Ethereal atmospheres and atmospheric Uplifting, warm, hopeful. Ethereal atmospheres and atmospheric strummed acoustic guitars are joined by gentle male vocals. Romantic, organic and emotive indie folk with sentimental lyrics and beautiful vocal harmonies.歌词
Looking out canʼt you see Itʼs only us We donʼt need the things that others said were true Take your time Donʼt need to rush Love of mine put your trust in me weʼll fade out to the blue
Follow me in to all We could be Letʼs just fall in to a place where we donʼt know
It could be everything Weʼd ever need Sink or swim weʼll never have to love alone
Looking out canʼt you see Itʼs enough We didnʼt need the things that others said were true
Uplifting, warm, hopeful. Ethereal atmospheres and atmospheric Uplifting, warm, hopeful. Ethereal atmospheres and atmospheric strummed acoustic guitars with gentle male wordless vocals. Romantic, organic and emotive indie folk with beautiful vocal harmonies.
Positive, romantic, sentimental. Gently strummed electric guitar with Positive, romantic, sentimental. Gently strummed electric guitar with soft, warm male vocals in beautiful harmonies. Emotive, atmospheric and nostalgic indie folk song with an innocent, relaxed and hopeful vibe.歌词
I'll be waiting here when you get home
Days turn in to years when I'm on my own
Not much happens here when you're gone
I thought I'd be fine but I was wrong
Will you stay Will you stay Will you stay with me now
What's the weather like where you are now?
How do people talk in your town? You can call me up if you want to The sound of your voice breaks the blues
Will you stay Will you stay Will you stay with me now
Positive, romantic, sentimental. Instrumental underscore version. Positive, romantic, sentimental. Instrumental underscore version. Gently strummed electric guitar with bass and soft drums. Emotive, atmospheric and nostalgic indie folk bed with an innocent, relaxed and hopeful vibe.
Positive, romantic, sentimental. Gently strummed electric guitar with Positive, romantic, sentimental. Gently strummed electric guitar with soft, warm male vocals in beautiful harmonies. Emotive, atmospheric and nostalgic indie folk song with an innocent, relaxed and hopeful vibe.
Dramatic, thoughtful, atmospheric. Bright, propulsive piano with Dramatic, thoughtful, atmospheric. Bright, propulsive piano with mysterious melodies is joined by strings and powerful, grand drums. Becoming more reflective from 00:27 with emotional, noble brass. Uncertain piano only bridge leads into a grand, hopeful and determined final section from 01:40. Beautiful orchestral score with heart and a real sense of courage and setting forth on adventure.
Dramatic, thoughtful, atmospheric. Bright, propulsive piano with Dramatic, thoughtful, atmospheric. Bright, propulsive piano with mysterious melodies with strings and powerful, grand drums and emotional, noble brass. Beautiful orchestral score with heart and a real sense of courage and setting forth on adventure.
Investigative, suspenseful, drama. Reflective, propulsive piano is Investigative, suspenseful, drama. Reflective, propulsive piano is joined by expressive strings and ethereal atmospheres in beautiful layers. Emotive, intriguing and mysterious contemporary classical cue.
Investigative, suspenseful, drama. Reflective, propulsive piano is Investigative, suspenseful, drama. Reflective, propulsive piano is joined by expressive strings and ethereal atmospheres in beautiful layers. Emotive, intriguing and mysterious contemporary classical cue.
Sentimental, warm, thoughtful. Delicate and beautiful waltz of Sentimental, warm, thoughtful. Delicate and beautiful waltz of reflective piano with hopeful melodies, joined by woodwind, chimes and expressive short strings. Elegant contemporary classical cue which builds to an inspiring, positive and dramatic climax with orchestra, and a mysterious outro.
Sentimental, warm, thoughtful. Minimal underscore version with less Sentimental, warm, thoughtful. Minimal underscore version with less piano. Delicate and beautiful waltz of reflective piano intro with hopeful melodies, joined by woodwind, chimes and expressive short strings. Elegant contemporary classical cue which builds to an inspiring, positive and dramatic climax with orchestra, and a mysterious outro.
Sentimental, warm, thoughtful. Delicate and beautiful waltz of Sentimental, warm, thoughtful. Delicate and beautiful waltz of reflective piano with hopeful melodies, joined by woodwind, chimes and expressive short strings. Elegant contemporary classical cue.
Melancholic, tender & serene country ballad in Texan mood. Lead Melancholic, tender & serene country ballad in Texan mood. Lead electric guitar. Acoustic guitar and harmonica @ 0'51
