단어 ... Cumbia song. Melancholic & sensual. Female vocal & ensemble. Electric ...Cumbia song. Melancholic & sensual. Female vocal & ensemble. Electric solo @ 1'41.
Te odio tanto te odio tanto ay ay maya na ma’Te odio tanto te odio tanto ay ay hasta másTe odio tanto te odio tanto ay ay maya na ma’Te odio tanto te odio tanto ay ay hasta más Que ni se te ocurra venir por aquíPorque te voy cascandoQue ni se te ocurra venir por aquíPorque no estoy esperando Con todo lo que me hicisteArrasaste con mi amor Te di todo completoTodo lo que poseo y soy Te odio tanto te odio tanto ay ay maya na ma’Te odio tanto te odio tanto ay ay hasta másTe odio tanto te odio tanto ay ay maya na ma’Te odio tanto te odio tanto ay ay ya no más
단어 ... Melancholic & moving love song. Female voice, acoustic guitar, ...Melancholic & moving love song. Female voice, acoustic guitar, double-bass & percussion.
El agua de la vidaEs una sola gotaEs una sola gotaLa gota de tu cara La luna del cieloEs un mero reflejoEs un mero reflejoDel fulgor de tu cara Quiero une larga noche iluminadaPor la luz de tu caraQuiero esa noche de tu caballeraQuiero esa luna de tu cara
단어 ... Samba funk / Carioca. Groovy & urban. Female singer and male choir, ...Samba funk / Carioca. Groovy & urban. Female singer and male choir, solid bass riff & rhythm.
Funk iluminado, bateria da mangueiraNosso funk ta ligado de segunda a sexta feira Funk ritmado com cozinha de primeiraBelo funk revoltado no swingue da rockeira Funk bagunçado descambando em barulheiraVira funk sossegado do vovô na gafieira Funk liberado sem receio sem barreiraPelo funk misturado com forró e capoeira Povo mal nutrido da caatinga, do cerradoVira povo divertido pelo beat do pecado Povo destemido de miséria ta cercadoBelo povo colorido da mistura derivado Povo extrovertido generoso e relaxadoNosso povo é resolvido teje certo teje errado Povo emputecido com destino complicadoPelo povo corrompido que se cala no senado
단어 ... Ironic & insistant pop song. Female lead singer, rhythm & electric ...Ironic & insistant pop song. Female lead singer, rhythm & electric violin.
It’s not those mics called the overheadsAnd it’s not those crystals that fit into the palm of my handsNo they won’t crack the safe where I piled hundreds of words just for youWill you try to keep me even if I never break the silence ?
You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shedI like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned We’ll have to gambleConceal our secretsWe’ll have to set asideOur rusty stringsLead and metals pointed upon usOur disclocated concertoShine and shine with our groovy frequenciesShall we try to keep on even if we’re never in tune ? You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shedI like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned And if it was a perfect love, it wouldn’t be the same tuneWouldn’t you miss those dirty sounds… untuned ?Untuned…
I go where The golden glints gatherI followTheir lights and I whisper The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin
They’ll take me To the borders of the worldWhere the seas Fall in the Milky Way The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin I will kissThe sea drops in the airShould I jump?Please just remember that … The words I singCarry hope like springI’m fed up with the gloomy, the dark and the grim The words I singCarry hope like springI wanna have the sun everyday on my skin
There ain’t nobody that I knowThat walks full of libertyWe’re cursed and our bodies curl upHow can’t we speak out against it ? We’re like stuck in a winterWhere the cold pinches our skinThe wind does squeeze in everywhereFreezing our faces with fear Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end? I‘ll call the sun and warm you upI’ll say Don’t give in, keep it up,Have some food and have a restAnd let your soul just do the rest I know your hearts are differentPlease stop smothering their beats!I know your inner nature manI know you could be innocent!
Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end?
In all my dreams you stand up freeAnd proudly give that look at meI would see how life is strongFlowing from your gigantic eyes I’d say Happy, I’m so happy!I’m gonna paint myself in greenI’m gonna jump like a hopperAbove the seas above the skies Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end?
I’m gonna beA fixed point in the daylightA fuzzy tree in a big and green areaA misunderstanding in the eyes of the curiousA white street in the brightnessA vehement garden, a squall and silenceA blank page about the meaning An opened sky to the speechless desiresI’m gonna beOlderFinally To smile to whom i wantI’m gonna beOlderFinally 3000 miles, 2 trains, one bus, 2 boatsAnd the light in the morningAnd the humidity of the meetingAnd a vague feeling aboutThe reason of a so long journeyTo smile to whom i want
