Standard Jazz, Swing, Manouche, Bossa…

Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is likeLire la suite ...

Oh! Je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Des jours heureux où nous étions amis En ce temps-là, la vie était plus belle Et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié Les feuilles mortes...Lire la suite ...

All of me Why not take all of me Can't you see I'm no good without you...Lire la suite ...

A place inside my heart
Is where you live
Memories of our startLire la suite ...

Standard jazz swing manoucheLire la suite ...

Dans tes grands yeux noirs
Je me suis perdu
J'attends un regard
Le coeur suspendu
Je t'aime tellement fortLire la suite ...

Standard jazz bossa manoucheLire la suite ...

Rosy cheeks and turned up nose and curly hair I'm raving 'bout my baby now Pretty little dimples here and dimples there Don't want to live without her I love her goodness knows...Lire la suite ...

No matter where you've been, sir, No matter what you've seen, You'll never frown On Baby Brown, That neat sweet Georgia queen!...Lire la suite ...

Guitare Jazz Manouche...Lire la suite ...

You are the promised kiss of springtime That makes the lonely winter seem long You are the breathless hush of evening That trembles on the brink of a lovely song...Lire la suite ...

Standard jazz swing manouche...Lire la suite ...

No one to talk with All by myself No one to walk with But I'm happy on the shelf Ain't misbehavin'Lire la suite ...

After you've gone and left me crying After you've gone there's no denying You'll feel blue you'll feel sad You'll miss the dearest pal you've ever had There'll come a time, now don't forget it There'll come ...Lire la suite ...

The moon is the same moon above you Aglow with its cool evening light But shining at night, in Tunisia Never does it shine so bright...Lire la suite ...

Ain't she sweet? See her walking down that street. Yes I ask you very confidentially, ain't she sweet? Ain't she nice? Look her over once or twice...Lire la suite ...

Je voudrais du soleil vert, des dentelles et des théières, Des photos de bord de mer, dans mon jardin d'hiver, Je voudrais de la lumière, comme en Nouvelle-Angleterre, Je voudrais ... Lire la suite ...

Drifting, dreaming In an azure mood Stardust gleaming Through my solitude Here in my seclusion You're a blue illusion While I'm in this azure interlude...Lire la suite ...

When autumn sings her lullaby And green leaves turn to gold Then I remember last September You and I said goodbye Whispering that we would be returning When autumn comes again...Lire la suite ...

Standard jazz swing manouche...Lire la suite ...

Every morning memories stray Across the sea where flying fishes play And as the night is falling I find that I'm recalling That blissful all-enthralling day...Lire la suite ...

Autumn in New York Why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York It spells the thrill of first-nighting...Lire la suite ...

Old Deacon Splivin, his flock was givin' the way of livin' right, yes Said he, "No wingin', no ragtime singin', tonight", yes Up jumped Aunt Hagar and shouted out with all her might All her might...Lire la suite ...

When the phantom night of summer covers Field and city with a veil of blue All the lanes are full of straying lovers...Lire la suite ...

I'll be down to get you in a taxi, honey Better be ready about half past eight Now honey, don't be late I want to be there when the band starts playing Remember when we get there,..Lire la suite ...

stajaz-stajaza-shiejaz-roccjaz-mercjaz Arturo Sandoval   Bix Beiderbecke   Bing Crosby – Louis Armstrong     At the Jazz Band Ball Larry Shields – Nick La RoccaLire la suite ...

Sunbeams are gently fading, slowly fading, And birds are waiting to do their mating, When eventide is nigh, moonbeams are descending, The day is ending, a happy ending,..Lire la suite ...

Is it an earthquake or simply a shock? Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock? Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy? Or is what i feel the real McCoy?...Lire la suite ...

At last My love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song Oh yeah yeah At last The skies above are blue My heart was wrapped up in clover The night I looked at you...Lire la suite ...

A bed five points, talkin', daddy and me, Just one square away from old peach tree, peach tree. Possession's nine points of the law, used to be, Five and nine are fourteen points and yet they took my man from me!..Lire la suite ...