Text ... Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Exhilarating & sentimental. Female ...Song sung in French. 50's. Paris. Exhilarating & sentimental. Female singer, piano, strings & guitar.
ParisT'as l'palpitant à Notre-DameMais l'Amour c'est rue d'AmsterdamQu'on l'achète, pour des picaillons,Mêm' à c'prix là parfois c'est bon ParisT'as la tête au creux des nuagesLa Tour Eiffel et trois étagesQui scintillent quand arriv' le soirDès fois qu'tu vois tout trop en noir ParisT'as les pieds au bord de la SeineOù s'noie l’chagrin quand t’as d’la peineSous des vagues de mélancolieAu son des orgu' de Barbarie ParisT’as les esgourd' qu’ont des bouchonsA caus' de la circulationT’as plus vingt berges et dans ta voixQuand tu gamberges ça n’est plus toi
ParisT'as les poumons dans l' Bois d'VincennesDans l’Bois d'Boulogne des phénomènesQui respirent un parfum d’amour Qui ne durera pas toujours
ParisDans tes veines y a l'métro qui ramePour écouler tous les quidamsQui s'serrent les coudes au p'tit matinPour s'faufiler jusqu'au turbin ParisT’as les tripes au Quartier LatinQuand vient l’mois d’Mai et dans la mainTu tiens l'fusil ou bien l' canonA l'heur' de la Révolution ParisY a tes peintres qui t'font des couleursDes piqu'assiettes qui n'ont pas peurD'impressionner dans les salonsTime is Monet ou Valadon ParisT'as tant d'amour dans tes chansonsQu'parfois on en perd la raisonQu'on se les siffle à tout bout d'champEt parfois mêm' aux enterr'ments
English translation :
PARIS ParisYour heart is in Notre DameBut love, it’s in rue d’AmsterdamWhere you buy it for peanuts ParisYour head is nestled in the cloudsThe Eiffel Tower and its three storiesWhich sparkle as night fallsIf ever you looking on the dark side ParisYour feet on the bank of the SeineWhere sadness drowns when you’re in painUnder waves of melancholyTo the sound of the barrel organ Paris,Your ears are blockedBecause of the trafficYou’re no longer twenty and in your voiceI you think about itIt’s no longer you ParisYour lungs are in the Bois de VincennesAnd in the Bois de Boulogne these creaturesWho breeze a perfume of loveWhich will not last forever ParisIn your veins there’s the metro striving To circulate your populationCrushed together in the early morningOn their way to work ParisYour guts are in the Latin QuarterWhen the month of May comes aroundPistol in your hand or even the canonAt the hour of the Revolution ParisPainters fill you with coloursScroungers
unafraidTo make an impression in the salonsTime is Monet or Valadon ParisSo much love in your songsSometimes loosing our heads in themWhistling them at every turnAnd sometimes even at funerals
Text ... Jazz song / hollywood classic / jazz swing. Lively, classy & refined. ...Jazz song / hollywood classic / jazz swing. Lively, classy & refined. Big band with crooner, piano, brass hits & rhythm.
Most of all I love youAnd more than this, I need youI dream of you all day longI’m just like a childI must say Most of all I’ve tried toKeep your heart, and give you mineI’m so sad; it’s time to confessI’ve missed the boat to happiness,But you’re my girl,And most of all I love you I would give anythingTo have you back in my dreamsThose tears falling from the sky‘Cause the sun goes down when you go Most of all I’ve tried toKeep your heart, and give you mineI agree, it’s time to confessI’ve missed the boat to happiness,But you’re my girl,And most of all I love you I would give anythingTo have you back in my dreamsTears falling from the sky‘Cause the sun goes down when you go Most of all I’ve tried toKeep your heart, and give you mineI agree, it’s time to confessI’ve missed the boat to happiness,You’re my girl,And most of all I love you
Jazz swing / hollywood classic / romantic comedy. Relax, classy & ...Jazz swing / hollywood classic / romantic comedy. Relax, classy & lively. Big band with solo trumpet, piano, brass hits & rhythm.
Text ... Jazz song / hollywood classic / romantic comedy / jazz swing. Classy, ...Jazz song / hollywood classic / romantic comedy / jazz swing. Classy, refined & carefree. Big band with crooner. Trumpet solo @ 1'33.
I wanna say to the starsThat light the skyMy tears to dryAnd scold that doggoned moonWho drives me loon and makes me croon She’s on my mind foreverAnd I may be wrong for the rest of my daysBut I can’t ignore the girl next door You must believe in the sun that’s shining aboveBurning my loveAnd if I forgot to eat or sleep and prayI have to sayHappiness is all that I wishI want you to cuddle and kiss I’m so sorryFor lovin’ you so She’s on my mind foreverAnd I’ll be waiting for the rest of my daysThe one I adore the girl next door You must believe in the sun that shines aboveBurning my loveAnd if I forgot to eat or sleep and prayI have to sayHappiness is all that I wishI want you to cuddle and kiss
Very fast & exciting classic boogie-woogie with a touch of rock in ...Very fast & exciting classic boogie-woogie with a touch of rock in the spirit of the 40's & 50's. Lead piano, brass section, rhythm with claps & solo sax @ 0'46.
Very fast & exciting classic boogie-woogie with a touch of rock in ...Very fast & exciting classic boogie-woogie with a touch of rock in the spirit of the 40's & 50's. Lead piano, brass section & rhythm. Solo sax @ 0'46.
Very fast & exciting classic boogie-woogie with a touch of rock in ...Very fast & exciting classic boogie-woogie with a touch of rock in the spirit of the 40's & 50's. Piano solo.
Text ... 50s. Song. Sensual & peaceful. Male voice & brass.
When the blackbird in the Spring,On the willow tree,Sat and rocked, I heard him sing,Singing Aura Lea. Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Maid with golden hair;Sunshine came along with thee,And swallows in the air. In thy blush the rose was born,Music, when you spake,Through thine azure eye the morn,Sparkling seemed to break. Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Birds of crimson wing,Never song have sung to me,As in that sweet spring. Swing through winter fitfully,On the stormy air. Yet if thy blue eyes I see,Gloom will soon depart;For to me, sweet Aura LeaIs sunshine through the heart. When the mistletoe was green,Midst the winter's snows,Sunshine in thy face was seen,Kissing lips of rose. Aura Lea, Aura Lea,Take my golden ring;Love and light return with thee,And swallows with the spring. FR: Quand le merle au printempsSur le saule pleureurS’assit et se balança, je l’entendis chanter,Il chantait Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaDemoiselle aux cheveux d’orLe soleil arriva avec vousEt les hirondelles volaientLa rose naquit en rougissantLa musique quand vous parliezDans ton œil d’azurLe matin étincelant sembla se lever. Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaLes oiseaux aux ailes écarlatesN’ont jamais chanté commeEn ce doux printempsAura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaTangue dans l’air turbulant d’hiver. Mais si je vois tes yeux bleusMon cafard partira bientôtCar pour moi douce Aura LeaEst le soleil qui transperce le cœur Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaQuand le gui était vertParmi les neiges d’hiverOn voyait le soleil sur ton visageEmbrasser les lèvres roses. Aura Lea Aura Lea Aura LeaPrenez mon anneau d’orL’amour et la lumière reviennent avec vous
Text ... 50s. Song. Sentimental & relaxed. Male voice & big band.
I wanna say to the starsThat light the skyMy tears to dryAnd scold that doggoned moonWho drives me loon and makes me croon She’s on my mind foreverAnd I may be wrong for the rest of my daysBut I can’t ignore the girl next door You must believe in the sun that’s shining aboveBurning my loveAnd if I forgot to eat or sleep and prayI have to sayHappiness is all that I wishI want you to cuddle and kiss I’m so sorryFor lovin’ you so She’s on my mind foreverAnd I’ll be waiting for the rest of my daysThe one I adore the girl next door You must believe in the sun that shines aboveBurning my loveAnd if I forgot to eat or sleep and prayI have to sayHappiness is all that I wishI want you to cuddle and kiss FR: I’m so sorryPlease believe meI’m so sorryFor lovin’ you so Je veux dire aux étoilesQui éclairent le cielQu’elles sèchent mes larmesEt qu’elle gronde cette sacrée luneQui me rend fou et me fait chantonnerElle est éternellement dans mes penséesEt j’aurais peut-être tort pour le restant de mes joursMais je ne peux pas ignorer la fille d’à côté. Il faut croire en le soleil qui brille au-dessus de nousBrûlant mon amourEt si j’oublie de manger, de dormir et de prierJe dois dire que la joie est tout ce que je souhaiteJe veux te caliner et t’embrasser.
Text ... 50s. Song. Sensual & swing. Male voice & big band.
Most of all I love youAnd more than this, I need youI dream of you all day longI’m just like a childI must say Most of all I’ve tried toKeep your heart, and give you mineI’m so sad; it’s time to confessI’ve missed the boat to happiness,But you’re my girl,And most of all I love you I would give anythingTo have you back in my dreamsThose tears falling from the sky‘Cause the sun goes down when you go Most of all I’ve tried toKeep your heart, and give you mineI agree, it’s time to confessI’ve missed the boat to happiness,But you’re my girl,And most of all I love you I would give anythingTo have you back in my dreamsTears falling from the sky‘Cause the sun goes down when you go Most of all I’ve tried toKeep your heart, and give you mineI agree, it’s time to confessI’ve missed the boat to happiness,You’re my girl,And most of all I love you FR: Surtout je t’aimeEt de plus j’ai besoin de toiJe rêve de toi toute la journéeEt je dois dire que je suisComme un enfantEt surtout j’essaie de garder ton cœuret de te donner le mien.Je suis tellement triste, il est temps que je confesse,Que j’ai raté le bateau du bonheurEt surtout, je t’aime Je donnerais toutPour te retrouver dans mes rêvesCes larmes tombant du cielCar le soleil se couche quand tu pars Surtoutj’essaie de garder ton cœuret de te donner le mien. Je suis d’accord il est temps que je confesse,Que j’ai raté le bateau du bonheurEt surtout, je t’aime
Mysterious, interrogative & worrisome in the spirit of 50's / 60's ...Mysterious, interrogative & worrisome in the spirit of 50's / 60's Film Noir. Jazz trio with tenor sax, double bass & vibraphone. Suggested for smoky bar scenes, man in black, seduction.
