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Elle (Rachelle Cordova), né en 1988, et Toni (Toni Lindgren) sont des musiciennes folk qui composent et interprètent des morceaux americains, folk, folk traditionnel et folk rock. Rachelle lance sa chaîne youtube en 2007, partageant des chansons originales et des reprises pop. En 2011, elle commence une collaboration avec Toni Lindgren, guitariste soliste, sous le nom Reina del Cid.
La majorité des interprétations de Elle & Toni sont des chansons devenues célèbres bien avant leur naissance. Voici quelques interprétations : | ![]() |
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Johnny B. Goode, Chuck Berry, 1958 Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell Go, go... Go Johnny, go, go... Go Johnny, go, go Go Johnny, go, go... Go Johnny, go, go... Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made The people passing by they would stop and say "Oh my what that little country boy could play" Go, go... Go Johnny, go, go... Go Johnny, go, go Go Johnny, go, go... Go Johnny, go, go... Johnny B. Goode His mother told him "someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun go down Maybe someday your name will be in lights Saying "Johnny B. Goode tonight" Go, go... Go Johnny, go, go... Go Johnny, go, go Go Johnny, go, go... Go Johnny, go, go... Johnny B. Goode | |
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Harvest Moon, Neil Young, 1972 et 1992
Come a little bit closer Hear what I have to say Just like children sleepin' We could dream this night away But there's a full moon risin' Let's go dancin' in the light We know where the music's playin' Let's go out and feel the night Because I'm still in love with you I want to see you dance again Because I'm still in love with you On this harvest moon When we were strangers I watched you from afar When we were lovers I loved you with all my heart But now it's gettin' late And the moon is climbin' high I want to celebrate See it shinin' in your eye Because I'm still in love with you I want to see you dance again Because I'm still in love with you On this harvest moon Because I'm still in love with you I want to see you dance again Because I'm still in love with you On this harvest moon | |
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The Sound of Silence, Simon & Garfunkel, 1966
Hello, darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains, Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a streetlamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share No one dared, Disturb the sound of silence "Fools," said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you." But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming And the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway walls And tenement halls And whispered in the sounds of silence." | |
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Mrs. Robinson, Simon and Garfunkel, 1968
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know Whoa, whoa, whoa God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey,... Hey, hey, hey We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know Whoa, whoa, whoa God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey, ... Hey, hey, hey Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinson's affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know Whoa, whoa, whoa God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey,... Hey, hey, hey Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Every way you look at this, you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you Woo, woo, woo What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson? Joltin' Joe has left and gone away Hey, hey, hey, ... Hey, hey, hey | |
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I've Just Seen a Face, The Beatles, 1965
I've just seen a face I can't forget the time or place Where we just met She's just the girl for me And I want all the world to see We've met, mm-mm-mm-m'mm-mm Had it been another day I might have looked the other way And I'd have never been aware But as it is I'll dream of her Tonight, di-di-di-di'n'di Fallin', yes, I am fallin' And she keeps callin' Me back again I have never known The like of this, I've been alone And I have missed things And kept out of sight But other girls were never quite Like this, di-di-di-di'n'di Fallin', yes, I am fallin' And she keeps callin' Me back again Fallin', yes, I am fallin' And she keeps callin' Me back again I've just seen a face I can't forget the time or place Where we just met She's just the girl for me And I want all the world to see We've met, mm-mm-mm-di-di-di Fallin', yes, I am fallin' And she keeps callin' Me back again Fallin', yes, I am fallin' And she keeps callin' Me back again Oh, fallin', yes, I am fallin' And she keeps callin' Me back again | |
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Maxwell's Silver Hammer, The Beatles, 1969
Joan was quizzical, studied pataphysical Science in the home Late nights all alone with a test-tube ohh oh oh oh Maxwell Edison majoring in medicine Calls her on the phone Can I take you out to the pictures, Joan? But as she's getting ready to go A knock comes on the door Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Came down upon her head Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Made sure that she was dead Back in school again Maxwell plays the fool again Teacher gets annoyed Wishing to avoid an unpleasant scene She tells Max to stay when the class has gone away So he waits behind Writing 50 times "I must not be so" oh oh oh But when she turns her back on the boy He creeps up from behind Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Came down upon her head Do do do do do Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Made sure that she was dead P.C. Thirty-One said "We caught a dirty one" Maxwell stands alone Painting testimonial pictures ohh oh oh oh Rose and Valerie screaming from the gallery Say he must go free (Maxwell must go free) The judge does not agree and he tells them so oh oh oh But as the words are leaving his lips A noise comes from behind Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Came down upon his head Do do do do do Bang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Made sure that he was dead | |
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Octopus's Garden, The Beatles, 1969
I'd like to be Under the sea In an octopus's garden In the shade He'd let us in Knows where we've been In his octopus's garden In the shade I'd ask my friends to come and see An octopus's garden with me I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus's garden In the shade We would be warm below the storm In our little hideaway beneath the waves Resting our head on the seabed In an octopus's garden near a cave We would sing and dance around Because we know, we can't be found I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus's garden In the shade We would shout and swim about The coral that lies beneath the waves (lies beneath the ocean waves) Oh, what joy for every girl and boy Knowing they're happy, and they're safe (happy, and they're safe) We would be so happy, you and me No one there to tell us what to do I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus's garden with you In an octopus's garden with you In an octopus's garden with you | |
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You Never Can Tell (C'est La Vie), Chuck Berry, 1964
It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell "C'est la vie", say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell" They furnished off an apartment with a two-room Roebuck sale The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well "C'est la vie", say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell" They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast 700 little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell "C'est la vie", say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell" They bought a souped-up jitney, was a cherry red '53 And drove it down to Orleans to celebrate their anniversary It was there where Pierre was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle "C'est la vie", say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell" They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell "C'est la vie", say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell" | |
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Ain't Goin' Down Till the Sun Comes Up, Garth Brooks, 1993
Six o'clock on Friday evening Momma doesn't know she's leaving 'Til she hears the screen door slamming Rubber squealin', gears a-jamming Local country station just a blaring on the radio Pick him up at seven and they're headin' to the rodeo Momma's on the front porch screamin' out her warning Girl you better get your red head Back in bed before the morning Nine o'clock the show is ending But the fun is just beginning She knows he's anticipating But she's gonna keep him waiting Grab a bite to eat And then they're heading to the honkey tonk But loud crowds and line dancing Just ain't what they really want Drive out to the boondocks And park down by the creek And where it's George Strait Real late dancing cheek to cheek Ain't going down 'Til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'Til they get enough Going 'round the world In a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'Til the sun comes up Ten 'til twelve is wine and dancing Midnight starts the hard romancing One o'clock that truck is rocking Two is coming, still no stopping Break to check the clock at three They're right on where they want to be And four o'clock get up and going Five o'clock that rooster's crowing Yeah ain't going down 'Til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'Til they get enough Going 'round the world In a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'Til the sun comes up Six o'clock on Saturday Her folks don't know he's on his way The stalls are clean, the horses fed They say she's grounded 'til she's dead Well here he comes around the bend Slowing down, she's jumping in Hey mom, your daughter's gone And there they go again Ain't going down 'Til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'Til they get enough Going 'round the world In a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'Til the sun comes up | |
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You Don't Know Me, Ray Charles, 1962
You give your hand to me, and then, you say hello And I can hardly speak My heart is beating so And anyone can tell You think you know me well But you don't know me, no No, you don't know the one who dreams of you each night And longs to kiss your lips And longs to hold you tight To you, I'm just a friend That's all I've ever been No, you don't know me I never knew the art of making love Though, my heart aches with love for you, yeah I'm afraid and shy, I let my chance go by A chance that you might love me too You give your hand to me, and then, you say goodbye And then, I watched you walk away beside the lucky guy I know you'll never know the one who loved you so No, you don't know me But, I never knew the art of making love Though, my heart aches with love for you I'm afraid and shy, and I let your chance go by A chance that you might love me too You give your hand to me And then you say goodbye And I watched you walk away beside the lucky guy Oh, you'll never ever know, yeah, the one who loved you so No, you don't know me | |
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Halley Came to Jackson, Mary Chapin Carpenter, 1992
Late one night when the wind was still Daddy brought the baby to the window sill To see a bit of heaven shoot across the sky The one and only time daddy saw it fly It came from the east just as bright as a torch The neighbors had a party on their porch Daddy rocked the baby, mother said amen When Halley came to visit in 1910 Now, back then Jackson was a real small town And it's not every night a comet comes around It was almost eighty years since its last time through So I bet your mother would have said amen too As its tail stretched out like a stardust streak The papers wrote about it every day for a week You wondered where it's going and where it's been When Halley came to Jackson in 1910 Now daddy told the baby sleeping in his arms To dream a little dream of a comet's charms And he made a little wish as she slept so sound In 1986 that wish came 'round It came from the east just as bright as a torch She saw it in the sky from her daddy's porch As heavenly sent as it was back then When Halley came to Jackson in 1910 And late one night when the wind was still | |
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Stand by Me, Ben E. King, 1961
When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we′ll see No, I won't be afraid Oh, I won′t be afraid Just as long as you stand, stand by me So darlin', darlin', stand by me Oh, stand by me Oh, stand Stand by me, stand by me If the sky that we look upon Should tumble and fall Or the mountains should crumble to the sea I won′t cry, I won′t cry No, I won't shed a tear Just as long as you stand, stand by me And darlin′, darlin', stand by me Oh, stand by me Whoa, stand now Stand by me, stand by me Whenever you′re in trouble, won't you stand by me? Oh, stand by me Whoa, just stand now Oh, stand, stand by me | |
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Tennessee Waltz, Patti Page, 1950
I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz When an old friend I happened to see I introduced her to my loved one And while they were dancing My friend stole my sweetheart from me I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz Now I know just how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darling the night they were playing The beautiful Tennessee Waltz I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz When an old friend I happened to see I introduced her to my loved one And while they were dancing My friend stole my sweetheart from me I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz Now I know just how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darling the night they were playing The beautiful Tennessee Waltz | |
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You Belong to Me, Patsy Cline, 1962
See the pyramids along the Nile Watch the sunrise on a tropic isle Just remember darling all the while You belong to me See the market place in Old Algiers Send me photographs and souvenirs Just remember when a dream appears You belong to me I'll be so alone without you Maybe you'll be lonesome too And blue Fly the ocean in a silver plane See the jungle when it's wet with rain Just remember until you're home again You belong to me I'm gonna be so alone without you And I'm hopin' you'll be lonesome too And blue | |
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She's Got You, Patsy Cline, 1962
I've got your picture That you gave to me And it's signed with love Just like it used to be The only thing different The only thing new I've got your picture She's got you I've got the records That we used to share And they still sound the same As when you were here The only thing different The only thing new I've got the records She's got you I've got your memory Or, has it got me I really don't know But I know, it won't let me be I've got your class ring That proved you cared And it still looks the same As when you gave it, dear The only thing different The only thing new I've got these little things She's got you I've got your memory Or, has it got me I really don't know But I know, it won't let me be I've got your class ring That proved you cared And it still looks the same As when you gave it, dear The only thing different The only thing new I've got these little things She's got you | |
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Can't Help Falling in Love, Elvis Presley, 1961
Wise men say Only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay? Would it be a sin If I can't help falling in love with you? Like a river flows Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you Like a river flows Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you | |
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Blue Moon, The Marcels, 1961
Bump, Bump, Bump ... Blue moon You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Bump, Bump, Bump ... Blue moon You knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for Someone I really could care for And then there suddenly appeared before me The only one my arms will ever hold I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me" And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold, oh Blue moon Now I'm no longer alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Bump, Bump, Bump ... Blue moon You knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for Someone I really could care for Bump, Bump, Bump ... | |
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