Elegant, loving, romantic, peaceful & emotional. Arrangement for ...Elegant, loving, romantic, peaceful & emotional. Arrangement for violin, piano & strings based on the intermezzo from the opera Thaïs by Jules Massenet.
Neoclassical. XIXe century/1900. Dreamy, delicate, sentimental & ...Neoclassical. XIXe century/1900. Dreamy, delicate, sentimental & emotive in a French mood. Cello & piano duet. Suggested for true love & romantic scene.
단어 ... Song sung in French. 1868-1920. First World War. Romantic & moving. ...Song sung in French. 1868-1920. First World War. Romantic & moving. Female singer, piano & accordion.
Quand nous chanterons le temps des cerises Et gai rossignol et merle moqueur Seront tous en fête Les belles auront la folie en tête Et les amoureux du soleil au cœur Quand nous chanterons le temps des cerises Sifflera bien mieux le merle moqueur
Mais il est bien court le temps des cerises Où l'on s'en va deux cueillir en rêvant Des pendants d'oreilles Cerises d'amour aux robes pareilles Tombant sous la feuille en gouttes de sang Mais il est bien court le temps des cerises Pendants de corail qu'on cueille en rêvantQuand vous en serez au temps des cerises Si vous avez peur des chagrins d'amour Evitez les belles Moi qui ne crains pas les peines cruelles Je ne vivrai point sans souffrir un jour Quand vous en serez au temps des cerises Vous aurez aussi des peines d'amourJ'aimerai toujours le temps des cerises C'est de ce temps-là que je garde au cœur Une plaie ouverte Et Dame Fortune, en m'étant offerte Ne pourra jamais fermer ma douleur J'aimerai toujours le temps des cerises Et le souvenir que je garde au cœur
English translation : Cherry Time When we will sing of the cherry timeAnd gay nightingale and mocking blackbirdWill all be happy as locksThe fair ladies will have folly in mindAnd lovers sunshine in their heartsWhen we will sing of the cherry timeThe mocking blackbird will chirp even better But it’s quite short, the cherry timeWhen the two of us go dreaming as we pickCherry earingsCherries of love in matching dressesFalling under the leaves like drops of bloodBut it is quiet short, the cherry timeCoral pendants we pick while we dream When you will be in the cherry timeAnd you’re afraid of love’s sadnessAvoid the fair ladiesI not fearing the cruel painsI will live not one day without sufferingWhen you will be in the cherry timeYou too will feel the sadness of love I will always love the cherry timeIt’s from this time that I keep in my heartAn open woundAnd Lady Fortune being offered to meCould never relieve my painI will always love the cherry timeAnd the memory I keep in my heart
I, I look up baby to the moon
And feel the sand under my skin
It's tickly, tickly on my toes
I like the noise
Of disco disco dancing far away
It's the echo of the kick drum
Beating on the other side of town
And coming to me across the beach
Saying
Talk to me
I've waited for the longest moment
Can't you see
This is a dream
We can be we can be
Together till the break of dawn
Cause everything is downstream now
I like the voice
Of girls and boys and lovers far away
It's the echo of a slow dance
Coming from another time and space
Across this place
Right to my ears
Saying
Talk to me
I've waited for the longest moment
Can't you see
This is a dream
We can be we can be
Together till the break of dawn
Cause everything is downstream
Old-fashioned waltz in the style of a carousel music. Light, elegant ...Old-fashioned waltz in the style of a carousel music. Light, elegant & tender. Solo piano. Suggested for children, clowns & parisian scene.
Neo-classical. Tribute to Claude Debussy. Intimate, musing & ...Neo-classical. Tribute to Claude Debussy. Intimate, musing & contemplative with a touch of nostalgia. Piano & cello duet.. Suggested for impressionism & arts.
Neo-classical. Tribute to Claude Debussy. Intimate, musing & ...Neo-classical. Tribute to Claude Debussy. Intimate, musing & contemplative with a touch of nostalgia. Piano & cello duet with echo fx. Suggested for impressionism & arts.
Romantic, passionate & inspired. Quartet in the spirit of the french ...Romantic, passionate & inspired. Quartet in the spirit of the french music of the Belle Epoque. Suggested for historical & sentimental drama & cultural heritage.
Delicate, tender & romantic French waltz in the style of the 40s & ...Delicate, tender & romantic French waltz in the style of the 40s & 50s. Small ensemble with piano, pizzicato strings & flute. Suggested for nostalgic romance.
Neo-classical. XIXe century. In a French mood. Fairy, suspended & ...Neo-classical. XIXe century. In a French mood. Fairy, suspended & intimate. String ensemble, piano, chimes & glockenspiel. Suggested for perfume & cosmetics ads.
Lyrical, tender, inspiring, melodious & emotional. Arrangement for ...Lyrical, tender, inspiring, melodious & emotional. Arrangement for viola, piano & strings based on Georges Bizet's opera The Pearl Fishers.
French jazzy ballad in the the style of 30's & 40's. Refined, easy ...French jazzy ballad in the the style of 30's & 40's. Refined, easy romantic & caring. Solo piano. Suggested for time off in Paris & children TV.
A chaque fois que je t’attendsDans les rues sombres où file le vent A chaque fois, j’éprouve cette mélancolie A chaque fois que je surprends Dans tes carnets, nos regards fuyants Toutes ces fois où dansent nos évidences Sur la toile jaunie de nos souvenirs Un rire, une larme, les vagues de la mélancolie Sous le grand tilleul où s’amassent les feuilles J’attends… Peut-être qu’un jour… ? Tu seras de retour… (Parlé) Des volets bleus, une maison, Sur la jetée de Quiberon, Les jours heureux… Des nuées d’oiseaux migrateurs, Comme une résonnance de ton absence.
Peut-être un jour dans cette allée Reviendras-tu passer l’été ? Peut-être ici, demain, peut-être au mois de Mai ? Dans la lueur de tes nuits blanches Une caresse, une présence Comme une douce amère incertitude…
English translation :
PERHAPS ONE DAY Each time I wait for you In the dark streets where the wind blows Each time, I feel this melancholy Each time I catch In your notebooks, our fleeting looks All those times where our evidences dance On the yellowed canvas of our memories A laugh, a tear, waves of melancholy Under the big linden tree where leaves are piling up I'm waiting ... Perhaps one day ...? You will be back ...
(Spoken) Blue shutters, a house, On Quiberon quay, Happy Days… Flocks of migratory birds, Like a resonance of your absence.
Perhaps one day in this alleyway Will you come back for the summer? Perhaps here, tomorrow, Perhaps in the month of May? In the glow of your sleepless nights A caress, a presence Like a bitter sweet uncertainty ...
