Om Right there, donde duele más
«Right there, donde duele más» är en glad låt i genren afrobeats, av Deji Waves (114 BPM, F♯-moll, 3:30, sjungen på engelska). Den här låten ingår i WeavyAudios katalog och är licensierad för uppspelning i kaféer, restauranger, gym, butiker och andra lokaler.
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Medverkande
- Artist
- Deji Waves
- Genre
- Afrobeats
- Stämning
- Glad
- Tempo
- 114 BPM
- Tonart
- F♯-moll
- Längd
- 3:30
- Sång
- Engelska
- Licens
- Licensierad för lokaler
Nyckelord
- afro-fusion street chronicle
- talking drum motifs
- rain-stick textures
- wah guitar licks
- field-recorded street ambience
- Afrobeats
- Sunny and bouncy
- afropop groove
- Afro percussion
- synth marimba
- deep bass
- bright plucks
- 114 BPM
- F# minor
- male baritone
- grounded and narrative
- storytelling cadence
Tillagd för 1 månad sedan · 2026-09-19 · licensierad för användning i lokal
Text· följer ljudet
Right there, donde duele más lyrics
Verse
Aunty dey grind pepper for the wooden bowl
Scotch bonnet burning red, hotter than coal
Mortar dey knock like a talking drum
Market dey shake till the evening come
Ata rodo sweet for my tongue and lip
Sweat on my brow but I no go quit
Danfo dey pass with the smoke and sound
Pepper soup steaming, best in town
Pre-Chorus
Hold my hand, let the fire grow
Feel the heat where the true things show
Blow on the spoon, but don't look away
Some kind of hurt gats come to stay
Chorus
Right there, donde duele más
The pepper dey burn but I want more
Sweet kind of ache, dey warm my chest
Donde duele más, e still be the best
Verse
Alaba market busy for Friday sun
Naira dey pass hand to hand, one by one
Zobo dey chill for the ice block tray
Cool my mouth but the fire go stay
You dey laugh with the pepper still on your teeth
Water for eye but the smile no leave
Tin roof shaking with the afternoon rain
Same kind sweetness living in the pain
Pre-Chorus
Hold my hand, let the fire grow
Feel the heat where the true things show
Pour the palm oil, make the pot complete
Some kind of hurt go always taste sweet
Chorus
Right there, donde duele más
The pepper dey burn but I want more
Sweet kind of ache, dey warm my chest
Donde duele más, e still be the best
Bridge
Everybody for the queue dey feel the sting
Aunty dey laugh, say na normal thing
Pepper no dey pick, e touch us the same
Whole street dey burn together in the flame
One kain fire, but we all dey smile
Lagos go always turn pain into style
Chorus
Right there, donde duele más
The pepper dey burn but I want more
Sweet kind of ache, dey warm my chest
Donde duele más, e still be the best
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Versioner av den här låten
- Right there, donde duele más (den här inspelningen)
- Right there, donde duele más (version 2)
Sida A
Fler låtar av Deji Waves
- A1
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Deji Waves
Sida B
Liknande låtar: pogodna muzyka
- B1
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Dammy & Kesiena - B2
WA-R1q3PGx48TyL114BPM3:17Owo dey waka, waka, no time to stay
Zuri & Blaze - B3
WA-wpeXn1cYS59A114BPM2:49Honey Do You Feel That
Dammy & Kesiena - B4
WA-U8T5CCujsXkh124BPM3:36Two Times in the Sun
Ayòwuru - B5
WA-OAT0ZEXJWuzz118BPM2:17Wahala Fever
Dara & Kesh - B6
WA-87XXClYxA47m100BPM3:09Sugarcane Fire
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