Useless Memories Take the page and tear it out Blow away the pieces
Of a story that just brought Tears and disillusionsMemories are fading out In a fog of faces Is it me or is it that I can't bear the tracesOf your passage in my life Of the wreckage that you left behind I'll erase All the traces of you and me I will chase All those useless memories Memories wither some day Like the flowers you gave They just slowly fade away Like the colors I savedOf your passage in my life Now this image is in black and white I'll erase All the traces of you and me I will chase All those useless memories
Text ... Danceable & energetic Colombian vallenato, sung in Spanish. Accordion ...Danceable & energetic Colombian vallenato, sung in Spanish. Accordion solo @ 1'10. Male singer, bass, snare drum rolls & Latin percussion.
Ya pasarontres días, tres días, tres días, tres días, tres días de aquel mensaje.Me dejaste en leído y no contestas.Ay mis amigos te vieron vacilandoY gozando con champeta... Ya pasaron tres días, tres días, tres días, tres días, tres días de aquel mensaje.Me dejaste en leído y no contestas.Ay, mis amigos me dicen que te deje que tu no vales la pena, me tienes dando vueltas y sin datos en el phone. Te gusta, te encantaQue vaya hasta tu casaTe llame, te ruegueY nunca aflojas nadaTe gusta, te encantaQue te ponga mensajesMe dices: "no papi,Tal vez será mañana" Y es que ya yoMe estoy volviendo loco,Me estoy partiendo el cocoPensando en tu amor Y es que ya yoNo se que es lo que pasa,Me voy corriendo a casaA ahogarme en licor. Vea y con gente de sesiónNos vamos a tomar hasta el agua de los florerosQue dice ! Bueno bueno, pasen otro, pasen otro que estoy seco ! Ya pasaron pasaron pasarontres días, tres días, tres días, tres días, tres días de aquel mensaje.Lo dejaste en leído y no contestas.Ay, mis amigos me dicen que te deje que tu no vales la pena, me tienes dando vueltas y sin datos en el phone. Te gusta, te encantaQue vaya hasta tu casaTe llame, te ruegueY nunca aflojas nadaTe gusta, te encantaQue te ponga mensajesMe dices: "no papi,Tal vez será mañana" Y es que ya yoMe estoy volviendo loco,Y me estoy partiendo el cocoPensando en tu amor Y es que ya yoNo se que es lo que pasa,Me voy corriendo a casaA ahogarme en licor. Te gusta, te encantaQue vaya hasta tu casaTe llame, te ruegueY nunca aflojas nadaTe gusta, te encantaQue te ponga mensajesMe dices: "no papi,Tal vez será mañana" Te gusta, te encantaQue vaya hasta tu casaTe llame, te ruegueY nunca, y nunca aflojas nadaTe gusta, te encantaQue te ponga mensajesMe dices: "no papi,Tal vez será mañana" Hasta cuando, ve !
Text ... Poignant & fatal song with a tango fusion touch, sung in Spanish. ...Poignant & fatal song with a tango fusion touch, sung in Spanish. Contemporary Argentinian mood. Female singer, electric guitar, bandoneon, rhythm & electric piano.
Amo a un extrañoQue cuando toca mis manosInvade mis sentimientos, me desvanezco.No sé, por qué lo amo y pienso en sus encantos.Si solo fueron meses de mis mejores años. Amo a un extraño, que no sabe de miNo conoce mi historia, ni se enciende por mi.Amo a un extraño, que ignora mis latidos.Me lleva hacia la cima y me baja muy veloz. Quizás arrepentida,me siento algunas veces de dar toda mi vida, a un extraño sin suerte.Lo cierto es que ese extraño,vio que tenía en sus manos a unaTenaz demente, que prefirió no verle. Amo a un extraño, que no sabe de mi.No conoce mi historia, ni se enciende por mi.Amo a un extraño, que ignora mis latidos.Me lleva hacia la cima y me baja muy veloz. Y me baja muy velozY me baja, y me baja muy velozY me baja, y me bajay me baja muy veloz
Text ... Smooth & passionate, sung in Spanish. Evolving blues ballad with an ...Smooth & passionate, sung in Spanish. Evolving blues ballad with an epic ending. Female singer, rock band & brass. Second female singer @ 2'30.
Atravesélas paredes de tu corazóny así curé,tus heridas en mi habitación y yo que pensaba que estaba bien,me protegías con tu poder,tu mi tranquilidad, mi Superman,mi cuento que tiene un final. Nunca supimos lo que pasótan intangible nuestro dolor,que hoy solo queda, la pena de no continuar nunca más. Hubiera querido más,no me engañesno te engañes…máshubiera querido más,no podemos, no debemos seguir más. Hoy traspaselas heridas de este corazónes que me embriague mientras se iba todo esté dolory yo que pensaba que estaba bien,me protegías con tu podertu mi tranquilidad, mi Superman mi cuento que tiene un final,nunca supimos lo que pasó,tan intangible nuestro dolorque hoy solo queda la pena de no continuar nunca más.Hubiera querido más… y no te extrañe que yo te engañeno te engañe...másya no eres mi Superman, no debemos seguir más.Nunca más.
Instrumental. Smooth & passionate. Evolving ballad blues with epic ...Instrumental. Smooth & passionate. Evolving ballad blues with epic ending. Rock band & brass.
Text ... Nostalgic & tender love song, sung in Spanish. Male singer, Spanish ...Nostalgic & tender love song, sung in Spanish. Male singer, Spanish guitar, Rhodes, Peruvian cajon, brush & cello. Solo violin in a Mexican / gypsy mood @ 2'50.
Me vi corriendo tras de ti Queriendo revivirViejos instantes
Lloré, nunca lo imaginé Ya que también logré Maltratarte
Sufro este vacío Cuesta tanto reponer Las fuerzas pa’ ponerse De nuevo en pie otra vez
Cuánto tiempo pasa Buscando el cómo del porqué Yo aspiro a solo un poco De cielo en su desdén
Y corro tan rápido La alcanzo muy lentamente Lágrimas en su rostro Mis ojos sufren
Y más despacio La abrazo tan fuerte Oh, no Mis ojos sufren
(Agua)
Sufro este vacío Cuesta tanto comprender Las fuerzas van y vuelven Caballo en pie otra vez
Cuanto te lo pasas Buscando el como del porqué Aspiro a solo un poco De cielo en su desdén
Y corro tan rápido La alcanzo muy lentamente Lágrimas en su rostro Mis ojos sufren
Y más despacio Con el alma más fuerte Lágrimas en su rostro Mis ojos sufren
Text ... Revisited typical cumbia song in a pop mood, sung in Spanish. ...Revisited typical cumbia song in a pop mood, sung in Spanish. Sentimental & swaying. Male singer, electric guitar, percussion, synth, brass @2'09.
Por el poder que me confieren mis pecadosTe perdono si te observono me ignoróPor tu actitud ante las cosas que pasaronte condeno a vivir como un mal recuerdo de esos malos de los feosde los que te hacen estar solo bebiendo en un piano bar.
¡oye bien!si por la paz que ahora me embriaga te enfurecesyo lo sientola he tenido que trabajary llevar a este estado espiritual. Si aún la conciencia no te alcanza ni siquiera para pensarla sentencia pesa másy por la gracias divina será a mi a quien mal recordarás.
Lo digo y lo sostengo yo no doy un paso atrásEl cliché de que no es fácilvolverse a enamorar. Ya deja la amargura la sentencia acógelarespira bien, relájate,no nos veremos ya.
si por la paz que ahora me embriaga te enfurecesya deja la amarguradebe ser que lo mereces. Ya sé, que tú lo sientesy espero que allá en el camponos volvamos a encontrar.
Underscore. Revisited typical cumbia in a pop mood. Sentimental & ...Underscore. Revisited typical cumbia in a pop mood. Sentimental & swaying. Electric guitar, percussion & synth.
Text ... Napolitan song. XVIth century. Sung in Napolitan. Melancholic & ...Napolitan song. XVIth century. Sung in Napolitan. Melancholic & peaceful. Female voice, acoustic guitar & mandolin.
Italiano
Fenesta vascia 'e padrona crudele, Quanta suspire mm'haje fatto jettare!... Mm'arde stu core, comm'a na cannela, Bella, quanno te sento annommenare! Oje piglia la 'sperienza de la neve! La neve? Fredda e se fa maniare... E tu comme si' tanta aspra e crudele?! Muorto mme vide e nun mme vu? ' ajutare!?...
Vorr? A addeventare no picciuotto, Co na langella a ghire vennenn'acqua, Pe' mme ne j? Da chisti palazzuotte: Belli ffemmene meje, ah! Chi v? ' acqua... Se vota na nennella da ll? 'ncoppa: Chi? 'sto ninno ca va vennenn'acqua? E io responno, co parole accorte: So' lacreme d'ammore e non? Acqua!...
Finestra bassa di una padrona crudele, quanti sospiri mi hai fatto buttare. Mi arde questo cuore, come una candela, bella quando ti sento nominare.
Prendi l'esperienza della neve. La neve e' fredda e si fa toccare. E tu come sei tanto aspra e crudele? Mi vedi morto e non mi vuoi aiutare?
Vorrei diventare un bambino, con una lancella andare e vendere acqua, per andarmene via da questi palazzotti. Belle donne mie, ah. Chi vuole acqua.
Si gira una ragazza da li sopra: "Chi e' questo ragazzo che vende acqua?" E io rispondo, con parole misurate: "Sono lacrime d'amore e non e' acqua".
Français
Fenêtre basse d’une maîtresse cruelle, que de soupirs tu m’as fait gaspiller… mon cœur brûle comme une bougie, ma belle, si j’entends prononcer ton nom ! Prends donc exemple sur la neige : elle est froide, mais elle se laisse caresser, et avec moi, tu es si âpre et cruelle, que tu me vois mourir et tu ne veux pas m’aider ?
Je voudrais devenir un vendeur ambulant, qui vend l’eau avec sa carafe, pour crier d’une maison à l’autre : “Mes belles femmes, qui veut de l’eau ?” Et une fille me voit de son balcon et me dit : “Qui est ce garçon qui vend de l’eau ?” et je lui répondrais avec des mots attristés : “Ce sont des larmes d’amour, ce n’est pas de l’eau !.....”
English
Low window of cruel mistress, How many sighs I made for you! My heart burns, like a candle When I hear your name, my beauty!
Oh, be like the snow! The snow is cold but one can touch it. And you, how can you be so stern and cruel? Seeing me dying, don't you want to help me?
I wish I was a boy again Who sells water in a street, To go away from here to big houses: Dear ladies! Ah! Who wants some water?
If any girl asks from balcony: "Who is this guy who sells water?" I'll answer ,with reserve: "It's my tears of love, it's not water!"
Text ... Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Tragicomic & jazzy. Male voice, piano, ...Song. Sung in Italian. 80's. Tragicomic & jazzy. Male voice, piano, brass & rhythm.
ItalianoCo-sì, Cosi mi ha lasciato solo, Una mattina quasi normale Dopo il caffè.
Cosi, mi ha lasciato il cane e il pesce rosso, La pila di panni sporchi,
E i piatti da risciacquare.
Amore, non capirò mai, Quello che in me non va,
Cosa ho fatto di male,
Le donne, sempre si giocan di me,
Maledizione! Le donne,
Tutte da me, vanno via.
Così, Così mentre leggevo il giornale,
S'è fatta la valigia e ciao
Non l’ho vista più.
Così, Con passo svelto e leggero è fuggita
Un passo che mi diceva:
La cucina falla tu!
Français
Comme ça Comme ça elle m’a laissé seul, Un matin presque normal Après le café. Comme ça, elle m’a laissé le chien et le poisson rouge, La pile de linge sale, Et la vaisselle à faire.
Comme ça, Comme ça pendant que je lisais le journal, Elle a fait sa valise et ciao Je ne l’ai plus revue. Comme ça, D’un pas rapide et léger elle a disparu Un pas qui me disait : La cuisine fais-la toi-même !
Mon amour, je ne comprendrai jamais, Ce qui ne va pas Ce que j’ai fait de mal, Les femmes, se jouent toujours de moi, Malédiction ! Les femmes, S’éloignent toutes de moi.
English
Just like that, Just like that, she left me alone An almost ordinary morning After the coffee Just like that, She left me the dog and the goldfish The pile of dirty laundry And the washing up to do Just like that,
Just like that, Just like that, while I was reading the paper She packed her bag and ciao! I never saw her again. Just like that, With a quick and silent footstep, she disappeared A footstep saying to me: Do your own cooking.
My love, I’ll never understand What’s the matter What did I do wrong, Women scorn me A curse! Women, All get out of my way.
Text ... Pure country / honky-tonk song about drowning sorrows. Male singer, ...Pure country / honky-tonk song about drowning sorrows. Male singer, rhythm section, fiddle, pedal steel @ 0'36, lead electric guitar 1'31 & lead fiddle @ 1'45.
BEER CHASERCHORUSBring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down I know it might seem early But I booked the first flight out of town That baby of mine found another man And I ain’t stickin’ around So bring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ downVERSEWe came out here together Just about a year ago I was playin’ guitar at a hotel bar She was workin’ at the casino Serving drinks to high rollers Till one of them caught her eye Now she’s gone an’ hit the bi0g jackpot And I’ve gone an’ bought a ticket to flyCHORUSSo bring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down I know it might seem early But I booked the first flight out of town That baby of mine found another man And I ain’t stickin’ around So bring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ downInstrumentalBRIDGEThey’re ready to board at gate #4 Here’s a hundred, you can keep the change I’m gonna be the last one on But I’ll sleep it off on the plane I’ll sleep it off on the planeCHORUSBring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down I know it might seem early But I booked the first flight out of town That baby of mine found another man And I ain’t stickin’ around So bring me another beer chaser Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
Text ... Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, ...Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, piano & rhythm section.
IDLE HOURVERSE There’s a place down the street
Where my friends congregate And when we sit on those bar stools We’re not alone 10 am the lights are on Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong And we’re drowning those memories One by one CHORUS You can meet me at the idle hour Where the juke box plays all those country songs If you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone With too many reasons not to go back home
VERSE The neon lights are bright Even tho it’s past midnight And the band’s packed up and moved on Stare at the clock on the wall Bartender says last call And I start missin’ her most of all
CHORUS So, you can meet me at the idle hour Where the juke box plays all those country songs So if you’re tryin’ to hang on To a love that’s dead and gone With too many reasons not to go back home Too many reasons not to go back home
Text ... Upbeat country & western love song about love betrayed. Male singer, ...Upbeat country & western love song about love betrayed. Male singer, rhythm section, pedal steel & electric guitar lead @ 1'20.
FOOL # 1
CHORUS Am I fool number 1 Or am I fool number 2 Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you Now that it’s over, tell me the truth If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I your number 1 fool?
VERSE I spent so much time gettin’ hurt in this race I don’t want to end up in second place
CHORUS Am I fool number one Or am I fool number two Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you Now that it’s over, tell me the truth If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I your number one fool?
Instrumental break
VERSE Set ‘em up Joe, and we’ll knock ‘em on down To the potential number one fool in town
CHORUS Am I fool number one Or am I fool number two Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you Now that it’s over, tell me the truth If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I your number one fool? If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I the number one fool?
Underscore. Upbeat country & western typical cue..Rhythm section, ...Underscore. Upbeat country & western typical cue..Rhythm section, pedal steel & electric guitar lead @ 1'20.
Text ... Honky-tonk / western-swing song in the spirit of the late 40's & ...Honky-tonk / western-swing song in the spirit of the late 40's & early 50's. Confident & bouncy. Male singer, fiddle & pedal steel solo @ 0'50, rhythm & piano.
TOO MANY HONKY TONKS VERSE I know she didn’t mean to hurt me She tried so hard to make it right I guess I lost out to the whisky But I wonder where my baby is tonight
CHORUS ‘Cause when her tears start fallin’ Her goodtime friends come callin’ And they won’t keep her feet
On solid ground From lonely street to misery Uptown on down There’re just too many honky tonks around
INSTRUMENTAL
VERSE The neon lights are shinin’ Right thru the warm glow of this wine And my ole heart is pinin’ And I wonder where she’ll be
At closing time.
CHORUS ‘Cause when her tears start fallin’ Her goodtime friends come callin’ And they won’t keep her feet
On solid ground From lonely street to misery Uptown on down There’re just too many honky tonks around
From lonely street to misery Uptown on down There’re just too many honky tonks around
Underscore. Honky-tonk / western-swing in the spirit of the late 40's ...Underscore. Honky-tonk / western-swing in the spirit of the late 40's & early 50's. Confident & bouncy. Fiddle & pedal steel solo @ 0'50, rhythm & piano.
Text ... Bitter-sweet country & western ballad. Peaceful but with a touch of ...Bitter-sweet country & western ballad. Peaceful but with a touch of nostalgia. Male singer, rhythm, piano & pedal steel.
I DON'T MATTER ANYWAY VERSE There’s a rumor goin’ round this little town Say you’re gonna throw my love away Well tell me where do you get off I’m the one having second thoughts And I don’t think we can last another day
CHORUS So We can talk about it We can sleep on it But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face Cause I’m beginnin’ to see
What you don’t mean to me And it really doesn’t matter anyway
VERSE You’ve got a new boyfriend, and I’m real free Let’s just call a spade a spade I’m eatin’ real well, and takin’ care of myself It’s something I gave up on along the way
CHORUS So we can talk about it We can sleep on it But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face Cause I’m beginnin’ to see
What you don’t mean to me And it really doesn’t matter anyway
REPEAT CHORUS We can talk about it We can sleep on it But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face Cause I’m beginnin’ to see
Underscore. Country & western ballad. Peaceful but with a touch of ...Underscore. Country & western ballad. Peaceful but with a touch of nostalgia. Rhythm, piano & pedal steel.
Text ... Tender, inspiring & emotional country/folk song. Female singer, folk ...Tender, inspiring & emotional country/folk song. Female singer, folk guitar, pedal steel guitar & electric bass.
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
Underscore. Country / folk with a touch of bluegrass. Confident & ...Underscore. Country / folk with a touch of bluegrass. Confident & lively. Guitar, mandolin, fiddle & electric bass. Banjo @ 1'35.
Text ... Lively & determined. Clap, bass, male singer, synth & rhythm.
Morning messAs you’re lying still dressedI’m sitting and shaking you The party’s overThink we drunk too muchRemember carrying you Maybe you’re fool and you’re wrongI’m gonna puzzle youMaybe you will stumble and fallI’m gonna craking you up Morning dustYou’re my queen of lustI’ve got pictures of you I know what you’re doingAnd I don’t like itI will have to talk to you If there’s something I should knowIf there’s some place you could goIf there’s something I should knowIf there’s some place you could go Maybe you’re fool and you’re wrongI’m gonna puzzle youMaybe you will stumble and fallI’m gonna craking you up
