Been laying low, my head downHaven’t stopped to look aroundIn a while, I’mHolding on to something But I can’t tell you what Left me thinking you were All that I had Oh I wanted you, so bad Oh let me goOh let me go Spent so much time pretendingThat I didn’t mind when you’dLift me up so high,Just to say goodbye againCan’t pretend that I didn’t feel the thrillBut you left me Lonely still Oh let me goOh let me go And everytime I’d try Oh I couldn’t catch your eye And I Grew so tired of the Shadow by my sideThat ICouldn’t help butPack away my timeAnd reclaim, what was mine Oh let me goOh let me go Oh, too much time on my hands Couldn’t seem to keep you backOh, too much time on my hands And now all I can do is ask Oh let me goOh let me go x3
Life’s become so fragile now that I care But I guess that means that I’m Getting somewhere Remember the time Laying in your bedWhen you told me that you loved me And you stroked my head
And I stared out the open window I’d even told you That one night howWords don’t mean a thing But it’s alright Cause every time I open my mouth And I wanna tell you something But something else comes out
But do you know that I need you nowI’m trying to tell you but I don’t know how So much frustration in my Untidy roomThat you thoughtfully went andGot me a broom But inside my room Is a messy mind that isTangled and twisted And untied
You know that I’m not too organisedI’m trying to be but I don’t have the time The cement in my headWas making me sinkBut you pulled me up and it hurts a little less to think So life’s a little fragile But I guess it always isWhen you’ve got some sort of reasonThat makes you wanna live But will you share a bit of the weightI’ve carried it with me for 21 years straight
Let my eyes keep on roamingAs you look the other wayIn the end you know I’m not goingSo we’ll just stay the same Straight past me and straight aheadAs you tell me what you think I needYou haven’t heard a word I’ve saidJust rehearsed lines that you feed me Stay with me in silence I’m trying to tell you what I’m missingAs you tell me nothing is wrongBut how can you see when you don’t listenLook ahead and move along Stay with me in silenceStay with me, but leave me in silence
Paroles ... Chanson folk dans un esprit old time. Chanteuse, guitare, basse ...Chanson folk dans un esprit old time. Chanteuse, guitare, basse électrique, mandoline & harmonium.
You say write me a song that’s never been sungOh I’ll do my best with theserecycled expressions on the tip of my tonguetired out chords, give it a rest My mama said no one’s the sameand her mama told her that toowell I guess it’s not an unfair claimbut all I know is deja vu Because it’s old news, I hate to break it to yaOld news, but I’m sure you already knowThat what I say tomorrowwell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news But nobody’s got a love like we doSo much more than hearts and glitterNo you just can’t compare us toThose other couples you see on twitter…No, it’s really not, it’s I know it may seem redundant But really why would I try?Because though words may be abundantEach one’s been wrung out dry We’re all just looking for greased moldsTo slide easily intoAnd do what you’re told they don’t care what you’ve been throughAfter all, somebody somewhereHas known what you’ve knownSeen what you’ve seenFelt what you’ve felt
And now it’s Old news, I hate to break it to youOld news, but I’m sure you already know That what I say tomorrowWell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news Hate to break it to youOld news, but I’m sure you already know That what I say tomorrowwell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news
Underscore. Folk dans un esprit old time. Guitare, basse électrique, ...Underscore. Folk dans un esprit old time. Guitare, basse électrique, mandoline & harmonium.
Paroles ... Valse folk dans un esprit irlandais. Nostalgique, sentimental & ...Valse folk dans un esprit irlandais. Nostalgique, sentimental & émouvant. Chanteuse, guitare folk, fiddle & basse.
Oh leave the curtains drawn And don’t bother staying onLet me pretend that I’m not myself For a little while, seeThen I’m back on my feetIn the same old skin I know so well Oh leave me in my little tuneI promise I’ll be back soon Oh it’s hard to get byWhen you’re afraid to crySo you close your lips and cast your eyes down You’ve got so much to tell And so much to yellSo why do you whisper still Will you tell me if you get boredAnd you don’t feel like staying anymore Oh and everytime you’re hereNo I don’t want you near,But I can’t take it when you’re gone So leave me for a while But leave me with a smileSo that I know you’ll be back for more Oh please be patient with meThis is not how I wanted to be
Oh I’ll always be there To show you that I careBut I’m just not very good with words So I hope you’ll understand That a squeeze of my hand Means that I’m all yours Oh please be patient with me This is not how I wanted to be
And will you tell me if you get boredAnd you don’t feel like staying anymore
Underscore. Valse folk dans un esprit irlandais. Nostalgique, ...Underscore. Valse folk dans un esprit irlandais. Nostalgique, sentimental & émouvant. Guitare folk, fiddle & basse.
Qui donne un frissonEt de sa prunelle Aux tons vert-de-gris
L'amour étincelle
Dans ses yeux d'souris. À la Bastille on aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
Elle est si bonne et si gentille!
On aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
À la Bastille.
Quand le soleil brille
Dans ses cheveux roux
L'génie d'la Bastille
Lui fait les yeux doux
Et quand a s'promène
Du bout d'l'Arsenal
Tout l'quartier s'amène
Au coin du Canal. À la Bastille on aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
Elle est si bonne et si gentille!
On aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
À la Bastille.
Mais celui qu'elle aime
Qu'elle a dans la peau
C'est Bibi-la-Crème
Parc' qu'il est costaudParc' que c'est un homme
Qui n'a pas l'foie blanc
Aussi faut voir comme
Nini l'a dans l'sang. À la Bastille on aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
Elle est si bonne et si gentille!
On aime bien
Nini Peau d'chien
À la Bastille.
English translation : NINI PEAU DE CHIEN When she was littleIn the evening she would goTo Saint MargueriteTo unwindNow she is biggerIn the evening she goes walkingWith the little bandOf Richard-Lenoir At the Bastille we like herNini Peau d’ChienShe is so nice, so kindWe likeNini Peau d’ChienAt the Bastille She has soft skinWith frecklesAnd a red hair fragranceTo make you shiverAnd from her green-grey pupilsLove’s sparklesIn her young girl’s eyes When the sun is shiningIn her red hairLe Génie de la BastilleMakes eyes at herAnd when she walksFrom the end of the ArsenalThe Whole neighbourhood arrivesAt the corner of the Canal. But the one she lovesWho gets under her skinIs Bibi-la-CrèmeBecause he is a tough guy Because he is a manWho’s not lily liveredWords can’t sayHow deep in her heart he’s become
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.
Paroles ... Catchy, sautillant & déterminé. Chanteuse, basse, pêches de ...Catchy, sautillant & déterminé. Chanteuse, basse, pêches de cuivres & rythmique. Solo de guitare @ 2'21.
Hanging out, we’re in another fightI just want you to turn up and walkHide those tears, you think that I’m pleased, how come we never agreed It is so sad that after all those years No one tries to stop the fights and the fears Your losing the north boy, you’re losing it! Flaming love, hatred’s above I just want you to give me more Hide those tears, you think that I’m pleased, how come we never agreed It is so sad that after all those years No one tries to stop the fights and the fears Your losing the north boy, you’re losing it!
Live, love, dream and funEnjoy your day from monday to sunday Live, love, dream and fun Those summer waves taking your soul away It’s summertime, the sun is high in the sky The day is mine, no place for doubtings and why suncream, cocktails, drinks, tanned skin Lazy, nothing more to feel in Hey! The day is mine... High heels, sunset color of heat No breeze to refresh our bodiesIt’s time to live free Following pleasure and sun Everything has to be filled with color and fun Moving slowly, towards water and sand Let your soul be, enjoying further around It’s time to live free Following pleasure and sun Everything has to be filled with color and fun Moving slowly, towards water and sand Let your soul be, enjoying further around
Rain drops fallI’m going to lose controlWhy don’t you just pay smallAttention to me Hear me callLook at my broken soulOut of this deep dark holeCome and rescue me Can’t you see that I’m reaching out for youTake my hand and we’ll try something new
I felt tallAble to break a wallThought we had touched the goalJust you and me Now I’m smallYou chose to let me fallLike an old used dollYou’ve abandoned me Can’t you feel that I’m still loving youIn my dreams we were meant to be two Raindrops fallI’m going to lose controlWhy don’t you just pay smallAttention to me Hear me callLook at my broken soulOut of this deep dark holeCome and rescue me Can’t you feel that I’m still loving youIn my dreams we were meant to be two Can’t you see that I’m reaching out for youTake my hand and we’ll try something new
If you wanna know, how hard it wasSince you’ve been gone, all night long If you really wanna know, how time can be long And how freezing cold, your mind can beThen just, listen to those words I say And pray for your heart to melt awayIt’s the broken heart lullaby For you to realize it cries How many wonders you can put in just one heart This one is broken from the start
Paroles ... Catchy, entraînant & détendu. Chanteuse, guitare électrique, ...Catchy, entraînant & détendu. Chanteuse, guitare électrique, pêches de cuivres, basse & rythmique. Solo de guitare @ 2'01.
It’s crazy how it works when your feelings are lurked You enlighten your face soon as mine starts to fade And meanwhile, taking a while, to catch a smile Easing up your days, sayin’ all is okStarting to believe you improved all the ways Juvenile, and so what maybe puerile, you catch my smileRather be happy than sad Looks like it’s stupid to say But if you really make this effort your life will never be the same You will look at everything brighter and nothing harder will remain You’ll bet no game, no pain, no rain, smilin’! Just live your life no compromises!Never take it easy on something that could cause you pain Don’t doubt that only love will remain Only catch a smile x4Easing up your days, sayin’ all is ok Starting to believe you improved all the ways Juvenile, and so what maybe puerile, you catch my smile Don’t doubt that only love will remain But if you really make this effort your life will never be the same Never take it easy on something that could cause you pain
I was so lonely, but you saved meNow I feel so confident Without you anyway, (I) wouldn’t be there Now I feel so confidentI was so lonely, you saved me Without you anyway, I’d be scaredOh oh oh oh...Confidence is something you work on all day Means that I don’t need you every time anyway but when you’re near I feel so better that way You enlighten my strength and I can face life and say
Elle disait tant de chosesDu chant de la vie en roseErreur je supposeC’était oh baby oh baby oh Elle parlait poésieLa rose c’est la vieLe ciel entr’elle et lui maisC’était oh baby oh baby oh Je buvais dans son verreSi grand si vert si troublantSes nus célibatairesSi grands sévères se mouvantDedans Je l’avais mal compriseLa chanson de la promiseC’était à ma surprisePlutôt baby oh baby oh
Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh Tu dicevi troppe coseCanzoni tinte di roseParole grazioseOh baby oh baby oh Parlava di poesieRose c'est la vieIl cielo è sceso quiOh baby oh baby oh Bevevo dai suoi vetriCosì grandi, così verdi e tetriI suoi nudi celibiCosì grandi, severi e mobiliIn te Scese quindi la mia sposaIncompresa fu la rosaCome ogni altra cosaOh baby oh baby oh
The light is dimmed and so is your lookYou can’t ignore what’s coming in your arms Everything is broken in this old room We must erase the evidence of this crimeA velvet ribbon The sulfurous bond of our love A velvet ribbon Crossing hearts through the color of your skin A velvet ribbon To tie your love to mine and A velvet ribbon Keep a memory through timeBodies exhausted Sweat on your skin I can see the shivers beading like waves on her I think we found our common ground We can’t ignore that love is in our armsA velvet ribbon The sulfurous bond of our love A velvet ribbon Crossing hearts through the color of your skinA velvet ribbon The sulfurous bond of our love A velvet ribbon Crossing hearts through the color of your skin A velvet ribbon To tie your love to mine and A velvet ribbon Keep a memory through time
Paroles ... Raffiné, relax, nocturne & charmant. Trio jazz avec chanteuse.
Não é fácil ver ao tempo que là esta passando Flutuando em nossas mentes, não quero ver ninguém E se fosse por mim Eu ficaria sozinho na minha árvore nunca saindoLembrar de você é como esquecer meu coração Você não deixou o traço do nosso imenso amor Saber quantas vezes eu poderia ter mudado Você não quer ver ninguém tampouco ser encontradoSolidão doi a alma e pode destruí-la Coração aberto revela novos sentimentos
Paroles ... Chanson en espagnol. Paisible & rêveur. Voix de femme & guitare ...Chanson en espagnol. Paisible & rêveur. Voix de femme & guitare acoustique.
Nana del viajerito Nana de un viajerito,que está por llegar.en que pancita seráslucero de amor?y que nombre te darán? (mmmm)en que país crecerás? (mmmm) "Noninoni" para vos,y para los que están (mmmm)hasta mañana (mmmm)hasta mañana. FR: Berceuse d'un petit voyageurqui est sur le point d'arriver.Dans quel petit ventre serais-toiétoile d'amour?et quel nom vont-ils te donner? (mmmm)dans quel pays vas-tu grandir? (mmmm) "Noninoni" pour toi,et pour ceux qui sont (la) (mmmm)à demain (mmmm)à demain.
