Paroles ... Chanson. Chanté en italien. Années 60. Slow. Sentimental & dansant. ...Chanson. Chanté en italien. Années 60. Slow. Sentimental & dansant. Voix de femme, cordes, trompette, clavier & rythmique.
Italiano Il primo amore,
Sarà per sempre il più bello
Il primo amore sarà per sempre per il più forte
All' orizzonte quando il cielo s’oscura,
Non ce ne accorgiamo
Il primo amore si vive solo una volta
Il primo sguardo
Rimane dentro i miei sogni
Il primo sguardo rimane
Dentro il mio cuore
Nei nostri occhi tante, tante promesse
Che un battito di ciglia
Può dare abbastanza amore per l'eternità
Il primo bacio
Sarà per sempre il più dolce
Il primo bacio
Sarà per sempre il più vero
Quando dobbiamo lasciarci le mani,
Quando dobbiamo dirci ciao
Allora « A domani » suona come « Addio »
Il Primo amore si vive
Mmh.... (improvvisazione) Solo una volta
Français
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”.
Pensive, musing atmosphere. Great for expressing a character's ...Pensive, musing atmosphere. Great for expressing a character's doubts, thoughts, memories.
Longing orchestral tune with harp glissandi and a melancholy ...Longing orchestral tune with harp glissandi and a melancholy undertone. Stately and elegant.
Paroles ... Valse country & western en hommage à l'état de Caroline du Sud. ...Valse country & western en hommage à l'état de Caroline du Sud. Paisible & sentimental. Chanteur, pedal steel, fiddle & rythmique.
SOUTH CAROLINA WALTZ VERSEIt was early spring Cherry blossoms were bloomin’ And the sun settin’ low in the palmetto sky
Sally Ann took the hand
Of Sir William Lewis And fell in love as they danced to The South Carolina Waltz
VERSE He was a sailor Who came from South Hampton From a ship building family, though we never pried Sally Ann had her man, Sir William Lewis And they danced and they swayed to the South Carolina Waltz
CHORUS We always knew
That it was forever Like the dawn of the rest of their lives From that night on, they were always together Side By Side
VERSE It was late in the fall When winter came callin’ And the sun sinkin’ low in the palmetto sky Sally Ann took the hand of sir William Lewis And they sailed off together for a late sunset ride But the autumn winds can be unforgiving And from out of nowhere their boat capsized And Sally Ann grabbed the hand of Sir William Lewis And we found them together on the shore where they died
Short Instrumental break
Now it’s early spring Cherry blossoms are bloomin’ And the sun settin’ low in the palmetto sky
Paroles ... Chaloupé, féminin & détendu. Fx 78 tours. Sifflement, chanteuse, ...Chaloupé, féminin & détendu. Fx 78 tours. Sifflement, chanteuse, guitare électrique, clavier électrique, section de cordes & rythmique.
Mon amie la mer, toi qui ne meurs jamaisParles moi du sel qui a brulé tes rochers Quand je me sens seule Je viens t’écouter Oui tu te répètes
Dans ma tête Agitée
Dis connais tu l’avis de tempête dans mon cœur têtu ? Dis le sais tu le temps qu’il me reste avant le début ?
Dis moi vite, vite J’ai déjà vingt ans et le temps passe vite Dis moi vite, vite La vie je t’attends étendue sur la piste
Mon amie la mer, toi qui ne mens jamais Parles moi du ciel qui a brisé tes reflets Quand je me sens seule Je viens t’écouter Oui tu te répètes
Dans ma tête
Habitée
Dis connais tu l’heure de cette quête qui attend d’être vécue ? Dis le sais tu le temps qu’il me reste avant de m’avouer vaincue ?
Dis moi vite, vite
Je n’ai plus vingt ans et le temps passe vite Dis moi vite, vite La vie je t’attends étendue sur la piste
English translation :
MY FRIEND THE SEA My friend the sea, you who never dies Tell me about the salt that burned your rocks When I’m feeling lonely I come to listen to you Yes, you repeat yourself In my troubled head
Do you know the storm warning in my stubborn heart? Say, do you know how much time I have left before the beginning?
Tell me quickly, quickly I'm already twenty, and time flies Tell me quickly, quickly Life I waiting for you stretched out on the path
My friend the sea, you who never lies Tell me about the sky that broke your reflections When I’m feeling lonely I come to listen to you Yes, you repeat yourself In my head In my possessed mind
Do you know the time of this quest that is waiting to be lived? Say, do you know how much time I have left before conceding defeat ?
Tell me quickly, quickly I'm already twenty, and time flies Tell me quickly, quickly Life I waiting for you stretched out on the path
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
Deh, poi ch'era ne' fati ch'io dovessi amar la morte e non la vita mia, vorrei morir almen, sì che la morte da lei, che n'è cagion, gradita fosse, né si sdegnasse a l'ultimo sospiro di mostrarmi i begli occhi e dirmi: "Mori!".
