Celtic orchestral. Noble, inspirational & emotional. In a military Celtic orchestral. Noble, inspirational & emotional. In a military mood. Slow build-up with Celtic pipe, snare drum, strings, brass & female choir. Suggested for retro military, historical movies & travel documentaries.
A dynamic fusion of electronic beats, upbeat melodies, and funky A dynamic fusion of electronic beats, upbeat melodies, and funky dance rhythms, creating an eclectic mix that sets the stage for joyous celebrations and memorable occasions.
Sound design element. 5 fast orchestral rises with brass, orchestral Sound design element. 5 fast orchestral rises with brass, orchestral Fx & snare rolls.
Sound design element. 5 short orchestral rises with trombones, Sound design element. 5 short orchestral rises with trombones, timpanis, brass Fx & cymbals.
Acoustic guitar samples meet fast hihats and a bass beat. Perfect for Acoustic guitar samples meet fast hihats and a bass beat. Perfect for documentaries, podcasts and articles about youth culture, trend sports and street fashion.
No-nonsense beat for depictions of contemporary youth culture, life No-nonsense beat for depictions of contemporary youth culture, life in a metropolis or a tough attitude.
☆ Nominated "Best Soul / R&B" @Production Music Awards UK 2025 ☆ ☆ Nominated "Best Soul / R&B" @Production Music Awards UK 2025 ☆ Nu Soul/R&B. Punchy, groovy & determined. A song that explores the search for peace and stability: "Why would I want to run away? I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else". Beatmaking, singer, electric guitar, FX & electronics.Lyrics
- Italiano:
Ho scordato la testa nella stanza accanto
Non mi sento calmo se non ci sei tu
Chiuso la mia porta con la chiave dentro
Io mi sono perso e l’hai chiusa tu
Non ho più parole per le mie idee
Vorrei una di quelle sere
Devo riaccendere un lume che non ho
Ho ancora una cosa da fare
Capire cosa ti fa male
Torniamo tra un po’
Mezz’ora, ancora
Ma sono le sei, fuori l’alba ci scalda, vuoi guidare tu?
Sto andando a casa con me
Sei tornato bambino
Non ho più parole per le mie idee
Vorrei una di quelle sere
Tu sai riaccendere un lume
Perché vorrei mai scappare?
Non vorrei essere altrove
- English:
I forgot my head in the next room
I don't feel calm if you're not here
Closed my door with the key inside
I got lost and you closed it
And you closed it
I no longer have words for my ideas
I'd like one of those evenings
I need to relight a lamp that I don't have
I still have one thing to do
To understand what hurts you
We'll be back soon
Half an hour, again
But it's six o'clock, outside the dawn warms us, do you want to drive?
I'm going home with myself
You've become a child again
I no longer have words for my ideas
I'd like one of those evenings
You know how to relight a lamp
Why would I ever want to escape?
I wouldn't want to be anywhere else
-Français:
J'ai oublié ma tête dans la pièce à côté
Je ne me sens pas calme si tu n’es pas là
J’ai fermé ma porte avec la clé à l'intérieur
Je me suis perdu, et c’est toi qui l’as fermée
Je n’ai plus de mots pour mes idées
J’aimerais une de ces soirées
Je dois rallumer une lumière que je n’ai pas
J’ai encore une chose à faire
Comprendre ce qui te fait mal
On revient dans un moment
Une demi-heure, encore
Mais il est six heures, dehors l’aube nous réchauffe, tu veux conduire ?
Je rentre chez moi avec moi-même
Tu es redevenue un enfant
Je n’ai plus de mots pour mes idées
J’aimerais une de ces soirées
Tu sais rallumer une lumière
Pourquoi voudrais-je m’enfuir ?
Je ne voudrais être nulle part ailleurs
Classic soul. Funky, sexy & cool song. Saucy male vocals, groovy Classic soul. Funky, sexy & cool song. Saucy male vocals, groovy bass, claps & light brass in the background. Break @ 1’54 with backing vocals. Suggested for sensual scenes & romantic comedies.Lyrics
ENG:
Who’s that?
Who’s that funky lady on the dancefloor?
Who's that funky lady bustin moves?
Who’s that funky lady on the dancefloor?
Who's that funky lady bustin moves?
Did she come with you?
Did she come with you?
If she’s all alone, then I gotta make a move.
Which is role play
Gotta get a name and a number.
Perhaps she shares my dirty nasty thoughts.
I've got to see what's underneath the mattress.
I've got to get those sexy long legs in the air.
Chorus:
Who’s that funky lady on the dancefloor?
Who's that funky lady bustin moves?
I gotta make a move
X4
Did she come with you?
Did she come with you?
If she's all alone, yeah, I gotta make a move.
I've got to see her playing without her makeup.
I've got to have her in my bed tonight.
That's my lady, we just role playin’
That's my wife, we just role playin’
That's my lady, we just role playin’.
That's my wife.
Who’s that funky lady on the dancefloor? Who's that funky lady bustin moves?
If she's all alone, yeah, I gotta make a move. If she's all alone, yeah, I gotta make a move. I gotta make a move.
(Chorus).
Yeah, dance dance dance dance for me girl, do that dance.
(Chorus).
I gotta make a move. I gotta make a move. I gotta make a move.
Did she come with you?
That's my lady, we just role playin’.
That's my wife, we just role playin’.
That's my lady, we just role playin’.
That's my wife.
FR:
Qui est-ce?
Qui est cette femme funky sur la piste de danse ?
Qui est cette femme funky qui fait des mouvements ?
Qui est cette femme funky sur la piste de danse ?
Qui est cette femme funky qui fait des mouvements ?
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
Si elle est toute seule, alors je dois faire un pas.
C’est un jeu de rôle
Je dois obtenir un nom et un numéro.
Peut-être partage-t-elle mes pensées sales et perverses.
Je dois voir ce qui se cache sous le matelas.
Je dois voir ces longues jambes sexy en l’air.
(Refrain) :
Qui est cette femme funky sur la piste de danse ?
Qui est cette femme funky qui fait des mouvements ?
Je dois faire un pas
X4
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
Si elle est toute seule, ouais, je dois faire un pas.
Je dois la voir sans son maquillage.
Je dois l’avoir dans mon lit ce soir.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme.
Qui est cette femme funky sur la piste de danse ? Qui est cette femme funky qui fait des mouvements ?
Si elle est toute seule, ouais, je dois faire un pas. Si elle est toute seule, ouais, je dois faire un pas. Je dois faire un pas.
(Refrain)
Ouais, danse, danse, danse, danse pour moi, fille, fais cette danse.
(Refrain)
Je dois faire un pas. Je dois faire un pas. Je dois faire un pas.
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme.
Classic soul. Inspirational & spiritual protest song about slavery & Classic soul. Inspirational & spiritual protest song about slavery & religion. Soul band, male singer, soft backing vocals & wah-wah guitar. Suggested for films & human documentaries.Lyrics
ENG:
I don't need no congregation what if scriptures were a symbol
I don't need to face to his to pray to my God, a year a Sunday morning sermon.
The truth surpasses what any faith can teach. I have the claims that way with the only way to peace.
Is the name of God if guilt unconsciously, mass insanity I don't want none of this. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa.
Why should I care if she called Jehovah? Go to a mosque and pray to Buddha.
Every path needs toleration.
For every man and woman need to find a way to heaven
What do you really know about the book you swear by?
They brought it along with guns and shackles.
But after the greatest lie that's been told to mankind
As the passed down true religion.
The truth surpasses what any faith can teach.
Again the claims that were is the only way to peace.
Is the name of God if guilt unconsciously, mass insanity I don't want none of this. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa.
My people had their Orishas. My people had Ọbàtálá, my people had Òrúnmìlà, my people had Ọ̀ṣun. The truth surpasses what any faith can teach. And yet they claim there is only one way to peace.
Is the name of God if guilt unconsciously, mass insanity I don't want none of this. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa. The people that you got before they knew the Western world, now the truth’s buried forgotten across the shores of Africa.
Chorus
So please, my brother, don't force your ways on me. So please, my sister, don't force your ways on me…
Tell the culprit that I have seen the light, so don't even try it. Don't fuss your ways on me. Let me be. I find my own way to heaven.
FR:
Je n’ai pas besoin de congrégation, et si les écritures étaient un symbole
Je n’ai pas besoin de faire face à lui pour prier mon Dieu, un sermon du dimanche matin chaque année.
La vérité dépasse ce que n'importe quelle foi peut enseigner. J’ai les affirmations que c’est la seule voie vers la paix.
Est-ce au nom de Dieu que la culpabilité se cache inconsciemment, une folie collective dont je ne veux pas.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Pourquoi devrais-je me soucier si elle appelle Jéhovah ? Va à la mosquée et prie Bouddha.
Chaque chemin a besoin de tolérance.
Chaque homme et femme doivent trouver leur propre chemin vers le paradis.
Que sais-tu vraiment du livre sur lequel tu jures ?
Ils l'ont apporté avec des fusils et des chaînes.
Mais après le plus grand mensonge jamais raconté à l’humanité
Comme la véritable religion transmise.
La vérité dépasse ce que n'importe quelle foi peut enseigner.
Encore une fois, les affirmations que c’est la seule voie vers la paix.
Est-ce au nom de Dieu que la culpabilité se cache inconsciemment, une folie collective dont je ne veux pas.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Mon peuple avait ses Orishas. Mon peuple avait Ọbàtálá, mon peuple avait Òrúnmìlà, mon peuple avait Ọ̀ṣun.
La vérité dépasse ce que n'importe quelle foi peut enseigner.
Et pourtant, ils prétendent qu'il n’y a qu'une seule voie vers la paix.
Est-ce au nom de Dieu que la culpabilité se cache inconsciemment, une folie collective dont je ne veux pas.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
Les gens que tu as guidés avant qu’ils ne connaissent le monde occidental, maintenant la vérité est enterrée et oubliée sur les rivages de l'Afrique.
(Refrain)
Alors s'il te plaît, mon frère, ne force pas tes façons sur moi. Alors s'il te plaît, ma sœur, ne force pas tes façons sur moi…
Dis au coupable que j'ai vu la lumière, alors n'essaie même pas. Ne m’impose pas tes façons. Laisse-moi être. Je trouve mon propre chemin vers le paradis.
Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired vintage Latin bolero Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired vintage Latin bolero with a flamenco touch. Passionate, confident & sensual. Lead Spanish guitar, castanets, clarinet, claves, trumpet & vintage Latin symphony orchestra. Ideal for archive & romantic Latin epoch scenes.
Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired vintage Latin bolero Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired vintage Latin bolero with a flamenco touch. Passionate, confident & sensual. No strings. Lead Spanish guitar, castanets, clarinet, claves, trumpet & vintage Latin symphony orchestra. Ideal for archive & romantic Latin epoch scenes.
Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired vintage Latin bolero Early 20th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired vintage Latin bolero with a flamenco touch. Passionate, confident & sensual. No strings, no piano, no woods, no brass. Lead Spanish guitar, castanets, claves & vintage Latin symphony orchestra. Ideal for archive & romantic Latin epoch scenes.
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Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired Latin symphony orchestra. Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired Latin symphony orchestra. Suspenseful, enigmatic & solemn. Pizzicato double bass, staccato strings, lead oboe @ 0'21. Spanish guitar, riser & climax @ 0'47. Lead Mexican trumpet @ 1'06. Ideal for vintage tension build-up western pre-duel "face to face" scenes.
Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired Latin symphony orchestra. Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired Latin symphony orchestra. Suspenseful, enigmatic & solemn. No brass, no strings. Pizzicato double bass, lead oboe @ 0'21. Spanish guitar, riser & climax @ 0'47. Lead Mexican trumpet @ 1'06. Ideal for vintage tension build-up western pre-duel "face to face" scenes.
Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired Latin symphony orchestra. Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired Latin symphony orchestra. Suspenseful, enigmatic & solemn. No brass, no guitar, no oboe. Pizzicato double bass, staccato strings. Reverse crash & climax @ 0'47. Ideal for vintage tension build-up western pre-duel "face to face" scenes.
30 sec edit. Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired Latin 30 sec edit. Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired Latin symphony orchestra. Suspenseful, enigmatic & solemn. Pizzicato double bass, staccato strings, Spanish guitar. Ideal for vintage tension build-up western pre-duel "face to face" scenes.
Genuine and brash 1990's Classic Gansta Rap/Hip Hop. Skillful male Genuine and brash 1990's Classic Gansta Rap/Hip Hop. Skillful male rap vocals, piano, brass, female backing vocals. Strings break @ 0'57. Gangsta's paradise.Lyrics
I don’t give up when I’m lost
I keep swiging on the ground till i’m back on the coast Now I’m navigating
Cause my life is a tough race
I’m leaving pain away cause I don’t have not enough space
Sky is the limit when they’ve gone to hit it
I murdered my respect
Now i’m trying to win it
Eleven years plus still I’m rocking the beat Delivering a hit like lay on the 3 point street As a mc it’s difficult to make as me
Cause I’m kicking dope shit on the lady’s strain B The adrenaline is real when I’m on the scene
The west doesn’t matter I can save myself free
I don’t give up When I’m lost
I keep swinging on the ground till i’m back on the coast Now I’m navigating
Cause my life is a tough race
I’m leaving pain away cause I don’t have enough space I don’t give up When I’m lost
I keep swiging on the ground till i’m back on the coast Now I’m navigating
Cause my life is a tough race
I’m leaving pain away cause I don’t have enough space