Song-remake for your beloved girl to the tune of Yolka and Burito “You know” (to order)
Client order: lyrics for a song for his beloved girlfriend, but there is one catch, we broke up due to her decision, and the reason is the usual - he didn’t make some promises and lied a couple of times. I would like the lyrics of the song to describe that I will never lie to you again and will tell the truth, I regret that I have not fulfilled all my promises and ask you to give me one more chance to renew our relationship and preferably her first and last name were in the song. I only need a text for 3-4 minutes to make it stick, and I’ll sing and record the song myself.
Verse 1:
In the evenings I think about us, My heart breaks with pain, I feel guilty before you now, I’m a scoundrel, of course, I don’t argue.
But understand, I can’t live without you, You are the love of my life, For you I sing and live, I’m on my knees, JULIA, I’M FORGIVE!
Chorus:
Mmm, you are the girl of dreams, You are my love, You are my love forever! Mmm, I know, I’m guilty, But forgive me, I’ll be glad to correct myself!
Verse 2:
You understand, it’s easy to stumble, People all make mistakes, I promise that I will appreciate Every day I live With your smile.
I scream your name in my dreams And I’m ready to become a different person, For you I sing and breathe, Become, Julia, mine, Dear forever!
Chorus: same
Verse 3:
Yulichka, you are sunshine, I ask you to accept My modest bouquet. He can't compare with you, oh no!!!
You are a deity, in winter there is spring, Please understand that I LOVE YOU!!! Girl, honey, be mine!
Remake of the song “Well, what can I say, what can I say”
To celebrate a woman's 75th birthday
Fashion changes endlessly, What remains constant is just hold on! 75 is not much at all, 75 is only three quarters of life! This quarter that we keep in reserve, We will live it happily, We will live it at the “atas”. And we’ll sing with our friends!
Chorus Well, what can I say, well, what can I say, I’m not offended by life, I would like to know more and see more. With all that, with all that, there is no need to feel sorry for me, After all, I have a family, a wonderful home, And I’m not bored at all!
There is time to do exercises, There is time to water the garden. And I want to live without looking back. Not one more joyful year! The fortune teller laid out the cards for me, smiled and said: “Hold on!” Because three-quarters of life turned out to be a priceless gift!
Chorus Well, what can I say, what can I say? I rejoice in Luck, And, if you accept the truth, I will endure and not pay. I rejoice in my family, friends, my native environment, and I want to wish you all good fortune!
Rework of the song “Let them run clumsily”
Let our years run by in running boots, Our (name) years cannot catch up. It has long been clear to us - This race is in vain, Our (name) is given to win!
We won't play the harmonica for her, We won't play the phono, But, if possible, But we can! Just tell her one thing:
You are kind and beautiful, You are dangerous in a feminine way, We are pleased to be friends with you. We wish you endless luck, which means we wish life to go well! Chorus: So that only joy gives you Armfuls of happiness every day, And so that fate does not bypass your family, your children.
And we’ll bring an accordion here, We’ll even find a double bass, Because today you can expect everything from us!
Rework of the song “I could run around the corner”
For a woman on her fiftieth birthday
How old are you? Fifty. Do you remember, mom took me to kindergarten, Do you remember walks with dad by the river. How many years and winters have passed, girls?
Heavy backpack and lessons, night and light. First dance and chamomile bouquet. But who threw a bouquet at my window? Everything went away and took the answer with it.
I could still return to my former self, I could, for example, pump up my abs. I could still fly to the “south”. But I have to celebrate my anniversary!
Birthday, I know he won’t let you down. This day marks out the new year for me, If only I could inadvertently lose my years! I would still surprise the men.
Rework of the song “About a Good Mood”
To celebrate a woman's 55th birthday
If life’s “fifty dollars” overtakes you, And in addition to it, five free years. Bang the alarm clock, throw away the alarm clock And shout “Hello” to your merry life!
Smile, call: “Where are you, best friends?” And don’t look at the time - this is the norm.
If there is already gray hair on your temples, And sciatica has lightly hit you in the back. All this is not scary, as long as a piece of ice doesn’t slide into your heart, not now!
Let wonderful excitement decorate your life. And so it will be, without a doubt: why have we gathered?
Everything is not so bad, it seems to be fixable, If you try, the mirror will lie. And it’s pretty cool and not at all by chance. Life on fifty-six goes, goes, goes.
There is no reason for us to give up, We still love life so much, Come on, let's have a drink, men! Why have you gathered?!
Rework of the song “But I have no good love”
I sit, I grieve - I got out, I grieve, bowing my head, I took what was left of everyone, And I don’t have good love.
If you part with your stash, well, split by the end of the day. I will tell my mother-in-law, I will cry to her, That there is no gift for me again.
You explained to me that the Fortieth Mysterious Milestone is not celebrated. You didn't buy me a tea strainer, Not to mention beige shoes.
I probably won’t be rich in any way: This is my new family. Why didn’t they take me to the south? Ah, I don’t have any good matchmakers.
I’ll go with my friends and take a walk under the linden trees. And I’ll start drinking again, like I did when I was a child. You come, my husband, because I’m not hoarse, Listen to how your wife sings!
Rework of the song “The Daisies Hid”
For a woman's 70th birthday
I'm tired of folding my gifts, and I don't like the bouquet of daisies. I wish I could start my life again now. Well, give me a convertible!
Oh, how I wish I could wear a mink coat along the Cannes streets at the end of the day, drive happily, without stopping - I don’t have a convertible.
I would rush to the pier to see the handsome men written, I would beckon to myself with my proud posture, I would only stop at the pier, But I just don’t have any handsome men.
A diamond bracelet splashes in the sun Plays with the passion of the ringing lights. Yes, it’s difficult to say, and not to say. That I don’t have any diamonds at all.
I would have resolutely taken the target line: Convertible, handsome men and a bracelet, But only it was very late in the evening, I turned 70 in the evening.
