1 / 21

Expliquez les mouvements musicaux à vos enfants

Expliquez les mouvements musicaux à vos enfants. La Country. C’est vous les Golden boys? Ici c’est country western. BALLAD OF A LONESOME COWBOY. I AM A POOR LONESOMECOWBOY FAR AWAY FROM HOME OFTEN I AM JUST THE PREY AND THEN IT IS NO GOOD THE ONLY TRAVEL-COMPANION IS MY HORSE

landis
Download Presentation

Expliquez les mouvements musicaux à vos enfants

An Image/Link below is provided (as is) to download presentation Download Policy: Content on the Website is provided to you AS IS for your information and personal use and may not be sold / licensed / shared on other websites without getting consent from its author. Content is provided to you AS IS for your information and personal use only. Download presentation by click this link. While downloading, if for some reason you are not able to download a presentation, the publisher may have deleted the file from their server. During download, if you can't get a presentation, the file might be deleted by the publisher.

E N D

Presentation Transcript

  1. Expliquez les mouvements musicauxàvos enfants

  2. La Country

  3. C’est vous les Golden boys?Ici c’est country western BALLAD OF A LONESOME COWBOY I AM A POOR LONESOMECOWBOY FAR AWAY FROM HOME OFTEN I AM JUST THE PREY AND THEN IT IS NO GOOD THE ONLY TRAVEL-COMPANION IS MY HORSE HE IS ALWAYS VERY CALM WE DRIFT THROUGH THE ROUGH LAND BUT I ALWAYS USE MY COMMON SENSE

  4. Le disco

  5. C’est la fièvre ce soir c’est wizzz P.Hernandez Born to be alive You see you wereBorn, born, born to be alive(Born to be alive)You see you wereBorn, born, born(Born to be alive)It's good to be aliveTo be aliveTo be aliveIt's good to be aliveTo be aliveTo be alive

  6. Le Gothique

  7. Death, death, megadeath… Slipknot Dead on the Inside Fuck everything (except cheese)I hate my life (but I love cheese)I wish I was dead (if it wasn't for cheese)I'm so hardcore (and so is cheese) I'm only living for the cheeseThe cheese that keeps me goingFresh Mozzerella and sweet ParmaseanOnce I cut myself on the lawnAnd then I founf something that made me smileAnd it was cheese...cheese...CHEESE!

  8. Le hard rock&l’heavy métal

  9. Beer, sex, and décibels Motörhead Ace of spade If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man,You win some, lose some, all the same to me,The pleasure is to play, makes no difference what you say,I don't share your greed, the only card I need isThe Ace Of Spades The Ace Of Spades

  10. Le rap

  11. Keusse ta ta ? Tête de satan IAM Je danse le mia Viens avec moi, on va se filer,Tête à tête je vais te fumer derrièreles cyprèsEt tout s'arrangeait ou se réglait à la danseL'un disait " Fils, t'y a aucune chance... "Eh les filles, mes chaussures brillentHop ! Un tour, je vrilleJe te bousille, tu te rhabilleEt moi je danse le mia

  12. Rythme Latino

  13. Compay Segundo Guantanamera Yo soy un hombre sincerode donde crece la palmay antes de morirme quieroechar mis versos del alma. Guantanamera,guajiraGuantanamera,Guantanamera,guajiraGuantanamera.

  14. Le punk

  15. Valstar, 8.8 and dinentel The Exploited Fuck the system Fuck The SystemFucking LiarI Don't Want A Holiday In The SunYou're A Fucking BastardLie To MeThere Is No PointNever Sell OutNoise AnnoysNever ChangedWhy Are You Doing This To MeChaos Is My LifeViolent SocietyWas It Me

  16. Le psychédélique

  17. You are so beautiful Gratefuldead Mama tried And i turned 21 in prison, doin' life without paroleNo one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama triedMama tried to raise me better, but her pleadin' i deniedThat leaves no one but me to blame cause mama tried.

  18. Le reggae

  19. Yo man !! Bob Marley Redemption songs Old pirates, yes, they rob I;Sold I to the merchant ships,minute safter they took I From the bottomless pit.But my hand was made strongBy the 'and of the Almighty.We forward in this generationTriumphantly.Won't you help to singThese songs of freedom? -'Cause all I ever have:Redemption songs;Redemption songs.

  20. Le Rock n roll

  21. Bolly Wolly Chuck Berry Johnny B. Good Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, way back up in the woods among the evergreens, There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood, where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Good, Who never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell. Go, go! Go, Johnny, go, go! Go, Johnny, go, go! Go, Johnny, go, go! Go, Johnny, go, go! Johnny B. Good!

More Related