Collection - Mom & Dad

Because today is the Parent's Day I gathered some songs about the lovely parents. 
Luv ya mom and dad :)

Ladies first! So let's begin with the songs about dear mom:

 Mama of the German artist called F-Raz (in the real life: Fahrang Raz..)

From Germany to Cuba - Madre by Orishas

 Then we will see how is it in Italian: 

Mamma  by singer/actress Milva

Mamo in Russian with the freaky video on the background where the singer 

Anastasia Prihodko gets old during the performance

Then the Finnish group called Värttinä sings about Maamo 

And I think I don't have to present you 

the Spanish Enrique Iglesias  

but today his singing about Mamacita 

Then to my very favorite: French Algerian band Les Boukakes singing Mama 

The one track by Spanish Haze (for real Sergio López Sanz) from Sevilla yay! 
Madre Amadisima - this isn't so rap as I'm used to hear from him. 

 Then we go a bit to the sideways for now it's about mother earth, but that's the same - mom is mom.
Mama Tierra by Macaco a Spanish band from Barcelona

Then we stay on the same subject
and let the German dancehall group Culcha Candela sing about Mother Eart

Salsa version of Madre interpreted by Colombian singer Yuri Buenaventura from guess where?
Yep, from Buenaventura.

Then my beloved Christophe Maé singing in French Maman
Check his other beautiful songs in my blog by cliking the name :)

Si maman si by France Gall also from France and with the clothes of 70's...

Because before mothers are moms they are always daughters first so lets take both.
Mothers and daughters interpreted by Belgian band Vaya Con Dios

And ladies and gentlemen! Daddies turn!

Tego Calderon from Puerto Rico sings to his dad: A mi papa 

Then a cheerful song about the dad who's head is not updated, his a bit untrendy. 

Papa t'es plus dans l'coup from the movie 8 femmes

Then Daddy gives a piece of advice: Mon pere m'a dit by mostly French Zebda
Sorry for the quality of the sound, find more about Zebda in my blog by clicking the name :)

The without fathers wouldn't be sons and vice versa so: 

 Like Father like son from the musical Elton John and Tim Rice's Aida

And in the end English blues and rock singer Joe Cocker
and his deep voice present My father's son

Post more links or songs if you know! :)

Bénabar

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Bénabar (Bruno Nicolini) is a singer songwriter whose lyrics are very cleverly made. The message of the songs are good and he uses his words carefully. Songs are in French and he has released six albums the latest in 2011.

I specially like this song because of it's message about little things that change the whole world.

Check also: Dis lui oui("say yes to him")

L'EFFET PAPILLON

Si le battement d'ailes d'un papillon quelque part au Cambodge
Déclenche, sur un autre continent, le plus violent des orages
Le choix de quelques-uns dans un bureau occidental
Bouleverse des millions de destins, surtout si le bureau est ovale

Il n'y a que l'ours blanc qui s'étonne que sa banquise fonde
Ça ne surprend plus personne, de notre côté du monde
Quand le financier s'enrhume, ce sont les ouvriers qui toussent
C'est très loin la couche d'ozone mais c'est d'ici qu'on la perce

*C'est l'effet papillon : petite cause, grande conséquence
Pourtant jolie comme expression, petite chose, dégât immense *

Qu'on l'appelle "retour de flamme" ou "théorie des dominos"
"Un murmure devient vacarme" comme dit le proverbe à propos
Si au soleil tu t'endors, de Biafine tu t'enduiras
Si tu mets une claque au videur, courir très vite tu devras
Si on se gave au resto, c'est un fait, nous grossirons
Mais ça c'est l'effet cachalot, revenons à nos moutons (à nos papillons)Un hôtel un après-midi "aventure extra-conjugale"
Puis, le coup de boule de son mari, alors si ton nez te fait mal
*C'est l'effet papillon, c'est normal fallait pas te faire chopper
Si par contre t'as mal au front, ça veut dire que c'est toi l'mari trompé* Avec les baleines on fabrique du rouge à lèvres, des crèmes pour filles
Quand on achète ces cosmétiques, c'est au harpon qu'on se maquille
Si tu fais la tournée des bars, demain, tu sais qu't'auras du mal
Pour récupérer, à huit heures, ton permis au tribunal

*C'est l'effet papillon: petite cause, grande conséquence
Pourtant jolie comme expression, petite chose, dégât immense *

Le papillon s'envoleLe papillon s'envoleTout bat de l'aileTout bat de l'aile
  BUTTERFLYEFFECT
If a butterfly claps its wings somewhere in Cambodia It starts in other continent the most violent stormsThe choice made by some people in eastern bureau Overturns the million destinies, specially if the bureau is form of an oval
There's only the polar bears who are astonished when the pack ice meltsIt doesn't surprise anyone on our side of the worldWhen the financiers catch a cold it is the working men who coughIt's far away from the ozone layer but it is from here we pierce it
* It's the butterfly effect: small causes - grate consequencesThough the beautiful saying: little thing, huge damage *
We're talking about "backfire" and "domino theory""Muttering increases to a noise" we sayIf you fell asleep in the sun, you have to brush yourself with After Sun CareIf you punch a bouncer you have to run fast
If you stuff yourself with food in the restaurant you gain weightBut it is a common cachalot effect, but back to the business (to the butterflies)In the hotel on the afternoon, "the extra-marital adventure"Hit to the head from her husband, that is when your nose hurts
* It's the butterfly effect, it's normal, you might not get caught But on the contrary if you have a headache - it's you who's been cheated*
From the whales we produce the lipstick, cremes for the ladiesWhen you by cosmetics, you make up with the harpoonIf you make a tour in the bars, you know you have hangover afterwards At eight o'clock you can reclaim your license from the tribunal
* It's the butterfly effect: small causes - grate consequencesThough the beautiful saying: little thing, huge damage *
The butterfly fliesThe butterfly fliesEverything wanesEverything wanes

Collection II - Name

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Manon
Made by most adorable  
Christophe Maé
from France

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Kennedy Rose 
Made by Patricia Kaas

from France

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Richard Cory
Of the Simon & Garfunkel
from United States of America

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Hemingway
Made by Garou


from Canada

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Ruby Lee 
Of the Joe Cocker
from Great Britain

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Benjamin
By lovely Celine Dion
from Canada

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Roxanne 
Made by The Police

from Great Britain

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Ramunder 
of the Swedish/Finnish
Gjallarhorn

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Katariina 
of Värttinä
from Finland

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The song about the lovely Marta 
By Enrique Iglesias

from Spain

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Maya
of the great Susheela Raman
from Great Britain

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Johnny
of Prince Malachi
from Great Britain

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Minapendawe
of the beloved and handsome Helmut Lotti
from Belgium

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Kristiina 
of Maija Vilkkumaa

from Finland

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Rosario Tijeras
Of the famous Juanes
from Colombia 

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Francesco 
of Irene Grandi
fom Italy

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Sará
made by Paolo Meneguzzi

from Itlay

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Lene Májjá
Made by  Mari Boine
from Norway

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Lucie
of the Pascal Obispo
from France

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Aksel ja Eino 
Made by the Finnish Pohjannaula

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The tragic song about Linnéa
made by the Swedish Thåström

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Bonnie und Clyde
of Die toten Hosen

from Germany

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Timothy Leary
of The Moody Blues

from the Great Britain

Olivia Ruiz

Olivia Ruiz, french singer, composer and lyricist born in Carcassonne to a musical family under the name Olivia Blanc. Later she took her grandmothers maden name Ruiz. Only 15-year-old Olivia founded a rock spirited band Les Five with her friends and later she sang in a duo calles Les Amants. 

2001 she signed in a Idols like competition called Star Academy. She was second while Jenifer Bartoli won.

She has released four albums between 2003 and 2009 and one live album in 2010 after a great tourné. 

Year 2011 is sacrificed for movie  "Un jour mon père viendra"  ("One day my dad comes") where Olivia Ruiz plays Chloé. The movie will come out 28.09.2011.

Thoug I myself don't like Idols and stuff like that I have to admit that those programms sometimes do creat something very good... 

Style of the music videos of Olivia Ruiz mixes costumes and plays with colours. It brings Christophe Maé into my mind and the coulours are bright as in the movie Amelie. You shoud also listen to the track "Les crêpes aux champignons". 

Check also: "Elle panique" ("She paniques"), "Les crêpes aux champignons"("Pancakes of mushrooms"), "Peur du noir" live ("Fear of dark"), "Les météores" ("Meteorites"), MySpace .

Peur de noir is a circus like track with choir musical stylish singing and feeling. I can imagine a twisted clown face bumpin from a box and the dark corners of the frightening room...

PEUR DU NOIR

(Olivia Ruiz / Olivia Ruiz, Mathias Malzieu)

Je voudrais demander la veilleuse à maman
La porte ouverte et la lumière du couloir
J'ai peur qu'il vienne se nourrir de mes tourments
J'ai peur qu'il se ramène, j'ai toujours peur du noir
Je le sais, je le sens, un fantôme m'attend

*Grouillez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre 
 Dansez, je m'ensommeille
 Et maman veille*

Je fais le nem dans ma couette mais d'un œil vif je guette
Et j'écoute, j'inspecte de l'air chaque mouvement
L'ombre d'un revenant m'attend
Tapie sous le tapis, je la sais, je la sens
Je la crains, je me tends, elle brûle les rêves des enfants

*Dansez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre
 Grouillez, je m'ensommeille 
 Dansez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre 
 Jouez, je m'ensommeille 
 Et maman veille *

Si je fermais les yeux, c'est à l'orée d'un bois
Que je serais coincée, paralysée par l'effroi
Je pleure de les garder écarquillés
Pour ne pas m'y risquer

*Dansez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre
 Grouillez, je m'ensommeille
 Dansez pépites de peur, dans mon ventre
 Jouez, je m'ensommeille 
 Dansez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre
 Grouillez, je m'ensommeille*

FEAR OF THE DARK

I would like to ask for a night light from my mother

The door opens and lights are on in corridor

I fear that it will nurish my agony

I fear what it will bring, I have allways feared the dark

I know it, I feel it, the phantom is waiting for me

*They are teeming, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are dancing, I fall asleep

 And my mum stays awake.*

I wrap myself into the blancket but a watch for the vivid eye

And I listen to, I survey every movement

The shadow of a gohst is waiting for me

Lurking on the mat, I know it, I feel it

I'm afraid, I'm nervous, it burns the dreams of children

*They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are teeming, I fall asleep

 They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are playing, I fall asleep

 And my mum stays awake*

Closing eyes would be the border of the forrest

Where I'd stuck and be paralyzed by the dread

I cry for to keep my eyes wide open

For not to risk myself

*They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are teeming, I fall asleep

 They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are playing, I fall asleep

 They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are teeming, I fall asleep*