Playful, carefree & smiling. Traditional Chinese instruments, ...Playful, carefree & smiling. Traditional Chinese instruments, pizzicato & electronics. Suggested for Chinese restaurant scene.
Letras ... Poignant, swaying & nostalgic bachata Sung in Spanish. Even if years ...Poignant, swaying & nostalgic bachata Sung in Spanish. Even if years pass, I still miss you. Male singer, Latin percussion, Spanish guitar. Lead electric guitar @ 1'14 & 2'31.
ES:
Ahora en las noches
Hace frío en mi cuarto
Y ahí es que mas te extraño
Verte por fotos
Me hace extrañar tu piel
Y esto me esta haciendo daño
El corazón lento me va estallar
Sin ti yo ya siento no puedo mas
Y es que tu eres la cura pa' mi dolor
Juro que esto que siento es especial
No lo había sentido con nadie mas
Solo tu causas eso en mi corazón
Y quiero decirte que aunque pasen los años
Guardo tus besos por si algo me hace daño
Porque desde que no estas mi corazón
Ya no aguanta mas rechazos
En el silencio aun escucho tus te amo
Aun recuerdo el sabor que tienen tus labios
Siempre seras dueña de mi corazón
Aunque pasen los años
Cada verso que escribo tiene tu nombre
Aunque nunca te he nombrado
Atrapado en ciclo sin final
Solo pensándote a diario
Es que sin ti no Quiero vivir mas
El reloj se para y no avanza mas
Si te miro
Te juro muero de amor
Juro que esto que siento es especial
No lo había sentido con nadie mas
Solo tu causas eso en mi corazón
Y quiero decirte que aunque pasen los años
Guardo tus besos por si algo me hace daño
Porque desde que no estas mi corazón
Ya no aguanta mas rechazos
En el silencio
Aun escucho tus te amo
Aun recuerdo el sabor que tienen tus labios
Siempre seras dueña de mi corazón
Aunque pasen los años
EN:
Now at night
It's cold in my room
And that's when I miss you the most
Seeing you in pictures
Makes me miss your skin
And this is hurting me
My slow heart is going to burst
Without you I feel like I can't go on
And you're the cure for my pain
I swear this is a special feeling
I've never felt it with anyone else
Only you cause that in my heart
And I want to tell you that even though the years go by
I keep your kisses in case something hurts me
Because since you've been gone my heart
Can't take any more rejections
In the silence I still hear your I love you
I still remember the taste of your lips
You will always be the owner of my heart
Even if the years go by
Every verse I write has your name in it
Though I have never named you
Trapped in a never ending cycle
Just thinking of you every day
Without you I don't want to live anymore
The clock stops and doesn't move any further
If I look at you
I swear I'll die of love
I swear that what I feel is special
I've never felt it with anyone else
Only you cause that in my heart
And I want to tell you that even though the years go by
I keep your kisses in case something hurts me
Because since you've been gone my heart
Can't take any more rejections
In the silence
I still hear your I love you
I still remember the taste of your lips
You will always be the owner of my heart
Even if the years go by
Alternative rock / garage rock. Catchy, determined, fast, furious, ...Alternative rock / garage rock. Catchy, determined, fast, furious, energetic & crazy. Rock band with nervous clockwork. Suggested for extreme & fight sports.
Big-band jazz trailer in the spirit of the 40s & 50s. Cool swing, ...Big-band jazz trailer in the spirit of the 40s & 50s. Cool swing, chic, lively, upbeat & classy. Full brass section & dynamic swingy rhythm with chabada. Suggested for TV show theme & musicals.
Alternate version without trailer sound. Big-band jazz in the spirit ...Alternate version without trailer sound. Big-band jazz in the spirit of the 40s & 50s. Cool swing, lively, upbeat & classy. Full brass section & dynamic swingy rhythm with chabada. Suggested for TV show theme & musicals.
Alternate version without trailer sound and without rhythmics. Naked ...Alternate version without trailer sound and without rhythmics. Naked underscore on a relaxed shuffle movement. Piano, guitar & rolling double-bass. Ideal for vintage lounge scenes.
Alternate version without trailer sound and without rhythmics. ...Alternate version without trailer sound and without rhythmics. Big-band jazz on a relaxed shuffle movement. Full brass section & rolling double-bass. Ideal for vintage lounge scenes.
Mesmerising, introspective & reminiscent flamenco in a soleá por ...Mesmerising, introspective & reminiscent flamenco in a soleá por bulería aesthetic. Spanish guitar, taconeo (foot-stomping), palmas & cajon. Male vocal expressions in Spanish @ 0'20.
Slow in the style of the 40s, 50s & 60s. Sensual, lazy, languid & ...Slow in the style of the 40s, 50s & 60s. Sensual, lazy, languid & sophisticated. Swing orchestra with languid strings, brass & brushes.
Letras ... Cheeky & confident show song. Male singer, orchestra with string ...Cheeky & confident show song. Male singer, orchestra with string ensemble, brass, pizz & rhythm. Song in the spirit of Broadway musicals.
THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT
Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves
I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long
But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song
Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string
So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted
The Lyricist's Lament Version ...The Lyricist's Lament Version 2 [CEZ4511 - 16]
0
1'59
Sebastijan Duh John Greaves
Letras ... Cheeky & confident show song. Crooner, music-hall orchestra, string ...Cheeky & confident show song. Crooner, music-hall orchestra, string ensemble, brass, pizz & rhythm. In the spirit of Broadway musicals.
THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT
Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves
I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long
But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song
Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string
So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted
The Lyricist's Lament ...The Lyricist's Lament Instrumental [CEZ4511 - 17]
0
1'59
Sebastijan Duh John Greaves
Medium swing, on tiptoe. Orchestra, string ensemble, lead vibes, ...Medium swing, on tiptoe. Orchestra, string ensemble, lead vibes, brass, pizzicato & rhythm.
Bluesy, dreary & gloomy. Jazz orchestra with pizzicato strings, ...Bluesy, dreary & gloomy. Jazz orchestra with pizzicato strings, piano, muted trumpet, brass & rhythm with brushes. In the style of films noir of the 40s & 50s.
Letras ... Joyful, smiling, bouncy & carefree. Male singer, music hall ...Joyful, smiling, bouncy & carefree. Male singer, music hall orchestra, string ensemble, brass & rhythm. In the spirit of the Broadway musicals of the 30s & 40s.
THE STEELWORKER
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
Hip Hop perched up on a beam
Way above the crowd
I’m as happy as I seem
Sitting on a cloud
Hip! I’m at the top
Hop! On top of New York
Tough guys throwin’ steel around
Way above the ground
Like they are dancing with the
Joists and the girders
1,2 and 3 and 4
Hoist! Up to the next floor.
Working for my pay
Like any other guy
Just another day
For cowboys in the sky
Down there tryin’ to make a buck
I ran out of luck
Man I hardly got to eat
Just a bum on the street
Up here I’m the guy to meet
I’m mister Rockefeller
Hip Hop sitting on a cloud
Way above the crowd
I’m as happy as a clam
Betcha life I am
Hip! I’m at the top
Hop! On top of New York
Tough guys throwin’ steel around
Way above the ground
Like they are dancing with the
Joists and the girders
1,2 and 3 and 4
Hoist! We’re going up
Up to the top floor.