Más Allá Del Amor
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Todo lo que se me ocurre
es decirte que lo siento
que no sé lo que me pasa
que es ridículo todo esto
que me muero de vergüenza
que quisiera estar muy lejos
para no ver esa calma
resignada de tu gesto

Te deseo de tal forma
y desde hace tanto tiempo
que al tocarte con mis manos
atravieso por un sueño
que me traba la cabeza
como un nudo, como un freno
como un muro transparente
que me impide amar tu cuerpo

Más que un deseo
eres una obsesión
un espejismo
más allá del amor

Tantas veces he soñado
el instante de este encuentro
tantas veces me deshice
ocupándote por dentro
tantas veces he sentido
la marea de tu sexo
que esta vez que no es mentira
me parece que no es cierto

No contento con el fracaso
me permito aún el exceso
de aburrirte hasta el hastío
con mis tópicos pretextos
Para qué tanta teoría
si está claro como el fuego...
Aquí estás, desnuda, abierta
esperando y... despierto

Más que un deseo
eres una obsesión
un espejismo
más allá del amor

Old
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Paul Simon



The first time I heard "Peggy Sue"
I was 12 years old
Russians up in rocket ships
and the war was cold
now many wars have come and gone
Genocide still goes on
Buddy Holly still goes on
but his catalog was sold

First time I smoked
guess what - paranoid
First time I heard "Satisfaction"
I was young and unemployed
Down the decades every year
Summer leaves and my birthday's here
And all my friends stand up and cheer
And say man you're old
Getting old
Old
Getting old

We celebrate the birth of Jesus on Christmas day
And Buddah found Nirvana along the Lotus Way
About 1,500 years ago the messenger Mohammed spoke
And his wisdome like a river flowed
Through hills of gold
Wisdom is old
The Koran is old
The Bible's
Greatest story ever told

Disagreements?
Work 'em out

The human race walked the Earth for 2.7 million
And we estimate the universe about 13-14 billion
When all these numbers tumble into your imagination
Consider that the Lord was there beefore creation
God is old
We're not old
God is old
He made the mold

Take your clothes off
Adam and Eve

Mas Alla De Todo
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Yo te buscaré
te cantaré
desde la Tierra
Tu me mostrarás
un camino
en las estrellas
Hoy pude entender
que para ver
hay otros ojos
Con el corazón
se puede ver
más allá de todo

Yo te buscaré
te cantaré
desde la Tierra
Tu me enseñarás
un camino
en las estrellas

....quien, me dibuja un bozal
para ponerle a mi cordero
el cordero se quiere comer
la única flor que hay en mi huerto...

Ol' McDonald
Composer(s): Keith; Spence; Bergman
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



Ol' MacDonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo
And on this farm there was a chick 
the purdiest chick I know
With a little curve here and a little curve there
This chick she had curves everywhere
Ol' MacDonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo

And, oh, this chick she had a walk, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo
And how this walk would drive 'em wild, swingin' to and fro
With a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there
Man this chicks had wiggles to spare
Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo

When she went walkin' in the town, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo
the local gentry popped their eyes, tarnation, what a show
With a gol dang here and a gosh darn there
Heaven's to Betsy, I do declare!
Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo

There was a barn dance saturday night, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo
And the fellas came from miles around just to see her do-see-do
With a promenade here and a promenade there
At a square dance boy, this chick was no square
Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo

I used to be a travelin' man, eeeee-yi-ooo
Until I hit MacDonald's place things were mighty slow
With a little chick here and a little chick there
I didn't have a real chick anywhere
Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo

This farmer's daughter knocked me out, ee-yi-ee-yi-ooo
(Ah -hah!) 
I asked Macdonald for her hand and Pappy hollered: "go" 
With a little curve here and a little curve there
A goll dang here and a gosh darn there
A do-see-do here and a promenade there 
Got my own private county fair
That Ol' Macdonald had a farm, ee-yi-oo ii-ooooooo

Más Allá (Al Di La)	
Composer(s): Mogol; Donida; M. Molina; Montes
Performer(s): Javier Solís



Más allá de lo bello y precioso estás tú 
Estás tú
Más allá del sueño pretencioso estás tú 
Estás tú
Más allá de la luna más bella y el temblar de una estrella
estás tú más allá, estás tú amor, en mí estás más allá

Más allá del mar en lo profundo estás tú, Estás tú
Más allá del límite del mundo estás tú, Estás tú
Más allá de la vida infinita más allá de la muerte
estás tú más allá, más allá del final

Estás tú
Estás tú

Más allá de la luna más bella y el temblar de una estrella
estás tú más allá, estás tú amor, en mí estás más allá

Estás tú
Estás tú

Más allá de la vida infinita más allá de la muerte
estás tú más allá, más allá del final

Ol' Man River
Composer(s): Jerome Kern; Oscar Hammerstein II
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists



Ol' man river, that ol' man river
He must know somethin', but he don't say nothin'
He just keeps rollin'
He keeps on rollin' along

He don't plant taters, he don't plant cotton
An' them that plants' 'em is soon forgotten
But ol' man river
He just keeps rollin' along

You an' me, we sweat an' strain
Body all achin' and wracked with pain
Tote that barge! Lift that bale!
You get a little drunk an' you land in jail

I get weary and sick of tryin'
I'm tired of livin' and scared of dyin'
But ol' man river
He just keeps rollin' along

Más Allá
Composer(s): I. Ballesteros; B. Silvetti
Performer(s): Raphael



Más allá del fin del universo llegara nuestro amor
Más allá del limite del tiempo, más allá del dolor
Más allá del odio, la mentira, la verdad o el perdon
Porque jamas habra un amor como este amor

Aunque dejara el mundo de girar
Y las estrellas de mandar su luz
Si en un instante se secara el mar
Mi amor por ti jamas se acabara

Aunque dejara el mundo de girar
Y se volviera gris el cielo azul
Aunque de pronto se apagara el sol
Mi amor por ti jamas terminara

Más allá del fin de nuestras vidas vivira nuestro amor
Más allá, pues nuestras almas nunca se podran separar
Más allá, continuaran unidas hasta la eternidad
Porque otro amor como este amor no existira

Ol' 55
Composer(s): Tom Waits
Performer(s): Tom Waits;
and various other artists



Well my time went so quickly 
I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55
As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy 
God knows, I was feeling alive

Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck
freeway cars and trucks
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer
Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger

And it's six in the morning, gave me no warning
I had to be on my way
Well there's trucks all a-passing me
and the lights are all flashing
I'm on my way home from your place

And now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck
freeway cars and trucks
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer
Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger

And my time went so quickly
I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55
As I pulled away slowly, feeling so holy
God knows, I was feeling alive

Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck
Freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks
freeway cars and trucks...

Mary's Place
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen



I got seven pictures of Buddha
The prophet's on my tongue
Eleven angels of mercy
Sighin' over that black hole in the sun
My heart's dark but it's risin'
I'm pullin' all the faith I can see
From that black hole on the horizon
I hear your voice calling me

Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at Mary's place

Familiar faces around me
Laughter fills the air
Your loving grace surrounds me
Everybody's here
Furniture's out on the front porch
Music's up loud
I dream of you in my arms
I lose myself in the crowd

Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do you live broken-hearted
Meet me at Mary's place

I got a picture of you in my locket
I keep it close to my heart
A light shining in my breast
Leading me through the dark
Seven days, seven candles
In my window light your way
Your favorite record's on the turntable
I drop the needle and pray
Band's countin' out midnight
Floor's rumblin' loud
Singer's callin' up daylight
And waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at Mary's place

Meet me at Mary's place
Meet me at Mary's place

Oklahoma Hills
Composer(s): Jack Guthrie; Woody Guthrie
Performer(s): Gene Autry



Many months have come and gone 
Since I wondered from my home
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Many page in life has turned
Many lessons I have learned
Yet I feel that in those hills I still belong

chorus
Way down yonder in the indian nation
I'd ride my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Way down yonder in the indian nation
A cowboys life was my ocupation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

As I'm standing here today 
I am many miles away
From the place I rode my pony through the draw
Where the oak and blackjack trees 
Kiss the playful prarie breeze
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
chorus

As in life I turn a page 
To the land of the ole sage
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Where the black oil rolls and flows
And the snow white cotton grows
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

Mary's Little Lamb
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil
Performer(s): James Darren



Once I had a lion's heart, I was wild and free (sha la la-la)
I swore no girl could tame me down
and make a pet of me (sha la la-la)
"I'm rough and tough, I can't be caught" I used to say
Then along came Mary and look at me today

Now I'm Mary's little lamb
She leads me by the nose
Now I'm Mary's little lamb
Wherever she goes, I goes

Other guys all envied me before Mary's time (sha la la-la)
Nobody dreamed that I'd end up a livin' nursery rhyme (sha la la-la)
"Bring on the girls" I used to say, "I'm not impressed"
Then along came Mary and you all know the rest

Now I'm Mary's little lamb
She leads me by the nose
Now I'm Mary's little lamb
Wherever she goes, I goes

Yeah, I'm Mary's little lamb
She leads me by the nose
Now I'm Mary's little lamb
Wherever she goes, I goes

Yeah, now I'm Mary's little lamb
She leads me by the nose
Yeah, I'm Mary's little lamb
Wherever she goes, I goes

Repeat

Oklahoma
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Oscar Hammerstein



"Brand new state
Brand new state, gonna treat you great!
Gonna give you barley, carrots and pertaters
Pasture fer the cattle
Spinach and Termayters!
Flowers on the prairie where the June bugs zoom
Plen'y of air and plen'y of room
Plen'y of room to swing a rope!
Plen'y of heart and plen'y of hope!
Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain
And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet
When the wind comes right behind the rain
Oklahoma, ev'ry night my honey lamb and I
Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk makin' lazy circles in the sky
We know we belong to the land
And the land we belong to is grand!
And when we say - Yeeow A-yip-i-o-ee ay!
We're only sayin' 
You're doin' fine 
Oklahoma! 
Oklahoma - O.K." 

Marylou
Composer(s): Danyel Gérard; A. Pascal
Performer(s): Danyel Gérard



Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Y a tant d'amour sur le rose de tes joues
Qu'au bout du cœur on en garde des épines
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline

Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Ton teint d'ivoire, tes cheveux d'acajou
Tu mets ton cœur derrière une vitrine
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline

Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Dans tes saisons vers les fruits les plus doux
Y a des pépins comme dans les mandarines
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline... Marylou

Tes sourires dents de lait Je n'suis pas une poupée
Tes amours dents de loup Un amour de papier
Ne sont pas éternels J'ai un cœur, je t'aime
Maryline, Marylou

Avec tes yeux de braise Je n'suis pas un jouet
Et ton cœur de velours Mais je pourrais t'aimer
Tu t'enflammeras un jour Je n'serai jamais...
... un amour de passage, un vagabond' amour

Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Tu sais jouer tes appâts, tes atouts
Tu prends des poses comme dans les magazines
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline... Marylou

Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Ton teint d'ivoire, tes cheveux d'acajou
Tu mets ton cœur derrière une vitrine
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline

Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Dans tes saisons vers les fruits les plus doux
Y a des pépins comme dans les mandarines
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline... Marylou

Okie From Muskogee
Composer(s): Roy Edward Burris; Merle Haggard
Performer(s): Merle Haggard;
and various other artists



We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take no trips on LSD
We don't burn no draft cards down on Main Street
We like livin' right, and bein' free

I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all

We don't make a party out of lovin'
We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do

And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all

Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
Football's still the roughest thing on campus
And the kids here still respect the college dean

And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball 
We still wave Old Glory, down at the courthouse
In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA

Mary-Anne With The Shaky Hands
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): The Who



I danced with Linda
I danced with Jean
I danced with Cindy
Then I suddenly see

Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands

Mary is so pretty
The prettiest in the land
Guys come from every city
Just to shake her shaky hands

Linda can cook
Jean reads books
Cindy can sew
But I'd rather know

Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands

Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands

Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands

Okay!
Composer(s): Alan Blaikley; Ken Howard
Performer(s): Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich



All the world has got its worries 
every night has got its dream
But ist Okay! 
With your arms around me, Okay!
Now your love has found me, Okay! 
When I feel I'm close to you and you, tell me that its Okay!
And I'll never ever leave you fonder 
you say you were meant for me, we'll be together some day
and our whole wide world will seem oka.......y

Time for lovers has no meaning 
I want all the world to know that I'm Okay! 
With your arms around me, Okay!
Now your love has found me Okay! 
When I feel I'm close to y...ou
Oh,oh!

Why can't good things last for always?
Why must parting end our dreams?
It was Okay! 
Till he came between us, Okay!
Everything that's been, was Okay! 
There is nothing left for me to do, but to tell you Okay!
Go and live your life and let him treat you his way
but I'll spend my days and hoping maybe one day
you'll come running back, and show me that its oka.......y!
Okay!

Mary, Mary
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
Originally performed by: The Monkees



Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, can I go too
This one thing I will vow ya
I'd rather die than to live without ya
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?

Mary, Mary, tell me truly
What did I do to make you leave me
Whatever it was I didn't mean to
You know I never would try and hurt ya
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?

What more, Mary, can I do
To prove my love is truly yours?
I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do

Mary, Mary, it's not over
Where you go, I will follow
'Til I win your love again
And walk beside you
But until then
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?

Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
(Repeat adlib)

Ojos Verdes
Composer(s): Valverde; León Quintero; Quiroga
Performer(s): Raphael (Spain);
and various other artists



Apoya en el quicio de tu casa, un dia
Mirabas encenderse la noche de mayo
Pasaban los hombres y tu sonreias
Hasta que a tu puerta pare mi caballo

"Serrana, me das candela
Y te doy este clavel"
"Ven y tomala de mis labios
Que yo fuego te dare"
Baje del caballo, de cerca te vi
Y fueron tus ojos dos verdes luceros de mayo pa' mi

Ojos verdes, verdes
Como la albahaca
Verdes como el trigo verde
Al verde, verde limon
Ojos verdes, verdes
Con brillo de faca
Que se han clavaito en mi corazon
Pa' mi ya no hay soles, luceros ni lunas
No hay mas que unos ojos que mi vida son
Ojos verdes, verdes
Como la albahaca
Verdes como el trigo verde
Al verde, verde limon

Vimos desde el cuarto despuntar el dia
Y anunciar el alba la torre en la vela
Dejaste mis brazos cuando amanecia
Y en mi boca un gusto de menta y canela

"Serrana, para un vestido
Yo te quiero regalar"
Me dijiste: "estas cumplio
No me tienes que dar na"
Subi a mi caballo y un beso te di
Y nunca otra noche mas bella de mayo
He vuelto a vivir

Mary From The Wild Moore
Composer(s): Joseph W. Turner
Performer(s): Bob Dylan



It was on a cold and windy nite
When the wind blow across the wild moor
When Mary came wandering home with her child
Till she came to her own fathers door
Father dear father she cried
Come down and open the door 
For the child in my arms will perish and die 
From the winds that blow across the wild moor

Why did I leave this fair spot
Where once I was happy and free
I am now forced to roam without friends or a home
And no one to take pity on me 

But her father was deaf to her cries
Not a sound of her voice did he hear 
So the watchdog did howl, and the village bells tolled
And the wind blew.. 

Oh how the old man must've felt
When he came to the next morn
And he found Mary dead but the child still alive
Closely grasped in his dead mothers arms

As rage he tore his grey hair
And his tears down his cheeks they did pour
When he saw how that nite she had perished and died
From the wind that blew across the wild moor

In grief the old man pined away
And the child to its mother went soon
And no one they say how lived still
And the cottage to ruin has gone

But the villagers point out the spot
Where the willow pours over the door.. 
Saying there Mary did once a gay village find
From the wind that blew across the wild moor

Mary Lou
Composer(s): Abe Lyman; J. Russel Robinson; George Waggner
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and various other artists



Mary Lou, Mary Lou
Cross my heart, I love you
Every bell in the steeple is ready to ring
And all the people are planning pretty presents all for you
Mary Lou
Won't you give me your promise true?
Why for miles around they're waiting
To start their celebrating
When you say "I do"
Mary Lou