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  • 01-07-1971
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    Lucie
    ((Italian version: Lucia (Charles Aznavour))
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Lorsque Lucie s'amuse
    À me parler tout bas
    J'ai la mine confuse
    Et rougis malgré moi
    Elle me dis: "tu es bête"
    Car elle ne comprends pas
    Ce qu'il y a dans ma tête
    Que mes pensées s'arrêtent

    Lorsque Lucie me frôle
    J'ai le coeur en émoi
    Et ça me fait tout drôle
    Je ne sais pas pourquoi
    Je ne vois plus personne
    Il n'y qu'elle et moi
    Mais elle m'impressionne
    Et souvent je frissonne

    Lorsque Lucie m'ignore
    Je ne sais où aller
    Le chagrin me dévore
    J'ai envie de pleurer
    Mes idées se mélangent
    Elle rit sans arrêt
    Moi pour donner le change
    Je dis des choses étranges

    Lorsque Lucie me quitte
    Je reste dans mon coin
    Ma vie part à sa suite
    L'accompagne de loin
    Mes amis, ça les choque
    Ils ne comprennent rien
    Ils ne sont plus d'époque
    Et bêtement se moquent

    Parce que j'aime une môme
    Qui n'a que dix-huit ans
    Parce que je suis un homme
    Et qu'elle n'est qu'une enfant
    Ma déception est vive
    Car il ne savent pas
    Que
    Lorsque Lucie arrive
    L'amour entre chez moi



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    Monday, Monday
    Composer(s): John Phillips
    Originally performed by: The Mamas & The Papas
    Covered by various other artists



    Monday, Monday
    So good to me
    Monday morning
    It was all I hoped it would be
    Oh, Monday morning
    Monday morning couldn't guarantee
    That Monday evening you would still
    Be here with me

    Monday, Monday
    Can't trust that day
    Monday, Monday
    Sometimes it just turns out that way
    Oh, Monday morning you gave me no warning
    Of what was to be
    Oh, Monday, Monday
    How could you leave and not take me

    Every other day
    Every other day
    Every other day of the week is fine, so fine, yeah
    But whenever Monday comes
    But whenever Monday comes
    You can find me crying all of the time

    Monday, Monday
    So good to me
    Monday morning
    It was all I hoped it would be
    But, Monday morning
    Monday morning couldn't guarantee
    That Monday evening you would still
    Be here with me

    Monday, Monday
    Can't trust that day
    Monday, Monday
    It just turns out that way
    Oh, Monday, Monday
    Won't go away
    Monday, Monday
    It's here to stay
    Oh, Monday, Monday



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    Tags:The Mamas & The Papas

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    Gigi L'Amoroso
    German & Japanese Titles:
    Gigi, Der Geliebte; Koisuru Gigi
    Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi; Lana Sebastian
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Son tornata tra voi per cantarla anche a voi
    La storia di un sobborgo di Napoli
    Loro che insieme a me a suonare e cantar
    Per i turisti ai tavoli del caffè
    Giorgio al chitarra, Sandro al mandolino
    Io che ballavo al ritmo del tamburello
    Ma la gente era li solo per ascoltar
    Lui che faceva battere ogni cuor
    E tuffi al suo apparir gridavano cosi

    Arriva Gigi l'amoroso
    Il rabacuori gli occhi neri da insolente
    Gigi l 'amoroso
    Il vincitore seuza cuor ma cosi affascinante
    Che festa grande è starlo ad ascoltar
    Zaza, Luna Caprese, O sole mio

    Gigi Giuseppe...
    Ma tutti lo chiamavano Gigi l'amore
    E le donne erano pazze di lui, tutte
    La moglie del Pizzaiolo che ogni martedi chiudeva la bottega per andare a
    La moglie del Notaio che era una santa e che non aveva mai
    Tradito suo marito prima
    E la vedeva del Maresciallo, la vedova del Maresciallo que non portava più il lutto
    Perchè lui non amava il nero
    Tutte vi dico, anche io, ma io
    Gigi amava troppo la sua libertà
    Fino al giorno che

    Dopo averlo squadrato una ricca straniera
    Gli fece una proposta per Hollywood più famoso sarai di Caruso vedrai
    Diceva lei finchè lui disse si'
    Tutti quanti al treno fazzoletti alla mano
    La morte in cuore per questo grande addio
    Tuttavia cosi fieri di vederlo partire
    ll nostro Gigi a conquistar New York
    E quando arrivo la gente gli grido

    Arriva Gigi l'amoroso
    Il rabacuori gli occhi neri da insolente
    Gigi l 'amoroso
    Il vincitore seuza cuor ma cosi affascinante
    E là davanti a tutti lui canto
    Zaza, Luna Caprese, O sole mio
    Arriva Gigil'amoroso

    Gigi !
    Quando il treno scomparve noi tornammo tutti alle nostre case
    E l'indomani il quartiere non era più lo stesso
    La moglie del Pizzaiolo si rifiuto di accendere il forno
    La moglie del notaio dalla disperazione prese diversi amanti
    E la vodeva del Maresciallo sbarro le persiane
    E riprese il lulto per la seconda volta
    Si, iI quartiere era ben cambiato
    E io...

    Quando tempo passo cinque anni da allor
    Le lettere da lui chi le ha viste mai
    Ce ne volle un bel po di coraggio per noi
    Riprendere la vita senza lui
    E malgrado l'assenza quando in mezzo al silenzio
    Le luci si spegnevano nel caffè
    Sentivemo venir un sopiro ed un pianto
    Dal fondo della sala come un canto
    ...
    II rubacuori... gli occhi neri da insolente
    Gigi ...

    Gigi?! ...
    Sei tu laggiù nel buio?
    Aspetta lascia che ti guardi
    Ma, ma tu piangi! Tu piangi Gigi?
    Non t'è mica andata troppo bene laggiù
    Eh ma allora! E allora che cosa capiscono questi americani
    A parte il rock e il twist eh
    Ma Gigi ma che ti credevi?
    Diventare cosi Gigi l'americano
    E invece no tu sei Giuseppe Frabrizio Luca Santini!
    E sei napoletano!
    ...
    Ascola Giorgio s'é messo alla chitarra
    Aspetta C'è anche Sandro
    Ma..ma ma non puoi andartene cosi
    Qui tu sei di casa sei nella tua terra sei il re ..

    Uhé guaglio' é arrivato Gigi oh mama mia è arrivato Gigi d'all'America
    Oddio, la cesira mi muore d'amore Italia
    E' arrivato l'americano e' arrivato da Hollywood
    Carmela Carmella E' arrivato l'americano

    Li senti? Ii senti Gigi?
    Ci sono tutti, deveno averti riconosciuto alla stazione
    Canta Gigi canta e' il pubblico, canta per loro...
    Canta per me che non ho mai saputo parlati d'amore
    Dai canta, bravo! bravo Gigi!

    Arriva Gigi l'amoroso
    Il rabacuori...

    Bravo Gigi bravo canta canta
    Carmella, Carmella Carmella lo sai che é arrivato Gigi
    Cesarina, Cesarina scendi è arrivato Gigi da Hollywood!
    Ma se te lo dico io che é arrivato scendi no
    Guaglione, guaglione guaglione corri va a dire a zio Gennaro
    Che é arrivato lo zio Gigi dall'America

    Arriva Gigi l'amoroso
    Il rabacuori gli occhi neri da insolente
    Gigi l'amoroso
    Il vincitore senza cuor ma cosi affascinante
    Che festa grande è starlo ad ascoltar
    Zaza Luna Caprese O sole mio




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    30-06-1971
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    Luci A San Siro
    Composer(s): Roberto Vecchioni
    Performer(s): Roberto Vecchioni; Francesco Guccini



    Hanno ragione, hanno ragione
    mi han detto: "E' vecchio tutto quello che lei fa
    parli di donne da buon costume
    di questo han voglia se non l'ha capito già"
    E che gli dico: "Guardi non posso, io quando ho amato
    ho amato dentro gli occhi suoi
    magari anche fra le sue braccia
    ma ho sempre pianto per la sua felicità"

    Luci a San Siro di quella sera
    che c'è di strano siamo stati tutti là
    ricordi il gioco dentro la nebbia?
    Tu ti nascondi e se ti trovo ti amo là
    Ma stai barando, tu stai gridando
    così non vale, è troppo facile così
    trovarti amarti giocare il tempo
    sull'erba morta con il freddo che fa qui

    Ma il tempo emigra mi han messo in mezzo
    non son capace più di dire un solo no
    Ti vedo e a volte ti vorrei dire
    ma questa gente intorno a noi che cosa fa?
    Fa la mia vita, fa la tua vita
    tanto doveva prima o poi finire lì
    ridevi e forse avevi un fiore
    non ti ho capita, non mi hai capito mai

    Scrivi Vecchioni, scrivi canzoni
    che più ne scrivi più sei bravo e fai danè
    tanto che importa a chi le ascolta
    se lei c'è stata o non c'è stata e lei chi è?
    Fatti pagare, fatti valere
    più abbassi il capo più ti dicono di si
    e se hai le mani sporche che importa
    tienile chiuse e nessuno lo saprà

    Milano mia portami via, fa tanto freddo
    ho schifo e non ne posso più
    facciamo un cambio prenditi pure
    quel po' di soldi quel po' di celebrità
    ma dammi indietro la mia seicento
    i miei vent'anni e una ragazza che tu sai
    Milano scusa stavo scherzando
    luci a San Siro non ne accenderanno più



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    Monday Morning Secretary
    Composer(s): Don Reid
    Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



    She leaves home at eight, a little bit late
    A little bit tired of it all
    She unlocks the doors and does so much more
    Than what she gets credit for
    She opens the mail, straightens up without fail
    Last Friday evening's mess
    She makes brand new coffee though her head's hurtin' awful
    By nine she's looking her best

    And Monday comes dawning
    The world wakes up yawning
    And Friday seems so far away
    But there bright and early
    Monday morning secretary
    You sure do look pretty today

    At ten there's a break she don't always take
    Just time for a powder and smoke
    A salesman comes in, looks her over end to end
    And tells her a new dirty joke
    She laughs off his pass like she's done in the past
    She knows all those lines so well
    Then at five she goes home to her cat and two rooms
    And cries cause she's lonely as hell

    And Monday comes dawning
    The world wakes up yawning
    And Friday seems so far away
    But there bright and early
    Monday morning secretary
    You sure do look pretty today

    You sure do look pretty today



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    Gigi L'Amoroso
    German & Japanese Titles:
    Gigi, Der Geliebte; Koisuru Gigi
    Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi; Lana Sebastian
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Je vais vous raconter
    Avant de vous quitter
    L'histoire d'un p'tit village près de Napoli
    Nous étions quatre amis
    Au bal tous les samedis
    A jouer, à chanter toute la nuit
    Giorgio à la guitare
    Sandro à la mandoline
    Moi je dansais en frappant du tambourin
    Mais tous ceux qui venaient
    C'était pour écouter
    Celui qui faisait battre tous les coeurs
    Et quand il arrivait
    La foule s'écriait
    Arriva, Gigi l'Amoroso
    Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
    Gigi l'Amoroso
    Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur
    Mais jamais sans tendresse
    Partout, c'était la fête quand il chantait
    Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio
    Gigi Giuseppe
    Mais tout le monde l'appelait Gigi l'Amour
    Et les femmes étaient folles de lui, toutes
    La femme du boulanger, qui fermait sa boutique tous les mardis pour aller...
    La femme du notaire qui était une sainte et qui n'vait jamais tromper son mari auparavant
    Et la veuve du colonel
    La veuve du colonel qui ne porta plus le deuil parce qu'il n'aimait pas le noir
    Toutes, je vous dis
    Même moi, mais moi, Gigi aimait trop sa liberté, jusqu'au jour où
    Une riche américaine
    A grands coups de je t'aime
    Lui proposa d'aller jusqu'à Hollywood
    Tu seras le plus beau
    De tous les Caruzos
    Lui disait-elle jusqu'à en perdre haleine
    Nous voilà à la gare
    Avec tous nos mouchoirs
    Le coeur serré, émus par ce grand départ
    Pourtant on était fier
    Qu'il dépasse nos frontières
    Gigi partait conquérir l'Amérique
    Et quand il arriva
    Le village était là
    Arriva, Gigi l'Amoroso
    Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
    Gigi l'Amoroso
    Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur
    Mais jamais sans tendresse
    Et là, devant la foule, il a chanté
    Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio
    Gigi, quand le train eut disparu, nous sommes tous rentrés chez nous
    Et le lendemain, le village n'était plus le même
    La femme du boulanger refusa d'allumer son four
    La femme du notaire, par désespoir pris plusieurs amants
    Et la femme du colonel ferma ses persiennes et reprit le deuil pour la seconde fois
    Oui, le village avait bien changé
    Et moi
    Des années ont passé
    Cinq hivers, cinq étés
    No news, c'était good news on nous avait dit
    Il a fallu du cran
    Du courage et du temps
    Pour arriver à continuer sans lui
    Et malgré son absence
    La nuit dans le silence
    Oubliant nos costumes et nos istruments
    On entendait venir
    Comme une larme un soupir
    Du fond de la salle cette mélodie
    Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
    Gigi, Gigi, c'est toi là-bas dans le noir
    Attends, laisse-moi te regarder
    Mais tu pleures
    Tu pleures Gigi
    Ca n'a pas été là-bas, hein
    Et alors, et alors
    qu'est ce qu'ils comprennent ces Américains à part le rock et le twist, hein
    Ma Gigi, qu'est-ce que tu croyais, devenir comme çà Gigi l'Americano
    E invece no, tu sei Giuseppe Frabrizio Luca Santini
    Et tu es Nappolitain
    Ecoute, Giorgio s'est mis à la guitare
    Attends, Sandro est là aussi
    Mais, mais tu ne peux pas t'en aller comme çà
    Ici tu es chez toi
    Ici tu es le roi
    Tu entends, tu les entends Gigi
    Ils sont tous là
    Ils ont dû te reconnaître à la gare
    Chante Gigi, chante, c'est ton public
    Chante pour eux, chante pour moi qui n'ai jamais su te parler
    Oui, vas-y, bravo Gigi, chante
    Arriva, Gigi l'Amoroso
    Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
    Gigi l'Amoroso
    Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur
    Mais jamais sans tendresse
    Partout, c'était la fête quand il chantait
    Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio
    Arriva, Gigi l'Amoroso
    Croqueur d'amour, l'oeil de velours comme une caresse
    Gigi l'Amoroso
    Toujours vainqueur, parfois sans coeur
    Mais jamais sans tendresse
    Partout, c'était la fête quand il chantait
    Zaza, luna caprese, o sole mio




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    29-06-1971
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    Luci Ah
    Composer(s): Mogol Audio 2 - Lucio Battisti
    Performer(s): Lucio Battisti



    Luci - ah
    Oggi è stata gran festa in paese
    sì lo so
    ma non per questo si brucian le chiese
    no no no
    La botte era grande, il vino era buono
    lo sai anche tu
    ti è tanto piaciuto che ci hai fatto il bagno
    non farlo mai più
    La tua veste colore di fuoco è molto bella però
    troppo a lungo là sul campanile sventolò
    gli indumenti di pizzo ricaman la pelle ma mi sembra che tu
    questa sera al chiaror delle stelle non li avevi più

    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!
    Di solito così non si fa!
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!
    Di solito così non si fa!
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!

    Tu sapevi che il curato ogni giorno prega sempre per te
    ma perché l'hai legato a lui intorno hai ballato, perché?
    E quando il figlio del tuo macellaio
    ti ha chiesto in sposa per lui
    non dovevi rispondere che una bistecca non sei
    e siam d'accordo con te devi decidere tu il fidanzato che vuoi
    comunque esageri un po' con la richiesta che fai
    provarli tutti non puoi!
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!
    Di solito così non si fa!
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah

    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!
    Di solito così non si fa!
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!

    Luci - ah! Luci - ah
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!

    Ho l'impressione che se non smetti all'inferno tu finirai
    ma se non altro quel luogo più allegro ed umano renderai!

    Luci - ah Luci - ah! Luci - ah!
    Di solito così non si fa!
    Luci.. Luci.. na, na na na
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah!
    Di solito così non si fa!
    Luci - ah! Luci - ah! Na, na na na

    Luci.. Luci..
    Luci.. Luci..
    Luci.. Luci..



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    Monday
    Composer(s): Sidney Miller; Tom Adair



    It's time for fun with music
    Fun with music
    Making music is fun
    Whether it's a song of home or some foreign land
    Music is the language we all understand
    We're all for one with music
    Fun with music
    And before we are done
    Just wait and see
    You'll all agree
    Fun with music is fun
    Fun for everyone



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    Marie Laveau Composer(s): Shel Silverstein - Baxter Taylor First release by: Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists



    Down in Louisiana where the black trees grow
    lives a voodoo lady named Marie Leveau
    She got a black cat tooth and a mojo bone
    and anyone wouldn't leave her alone
    She go (greeeeeee) another man done gone
    She lives in a swamp in a hollow log
    with a one eyed snake and a three legged dog
    She got a bent bony body and stringy hair
    And if she ever seen you all messin' round there
    She go (greeeeeee) another man done gone
    And then one night when the moon was black into the swamp come Handsome Jack
    A no good man like you all know when he was lookin' around for Marie Leveau
    He said Marie Leveau you lovely witch gimme little charm that'll make me rich
    Gimme million dollars and I tell you what I'll do this very night I'm gonna marry you
    And it'll be ummmmmmm another man done gone
    So Marie done some magic and she shook a little sand
    Made a million dollars and she put it in his hands
    Then she giggled and she wiggled and she said hey hey
    I'm gettin' ready for my weddin' day
    But ol' Handsome Jack he said goodbye Marie
    You're too damn ugly for a rich man like me
    Then Marie started numblin' her fangs started gnashin'
    Her body started tremblin' and her eyes started flashin'
    And she went (greeeeeee) another man done gone
    So if you ever get down where the black trees grow
    And meet a voodoo lady named Marie Leveau
    If she ever asks you to make her your wife
    Man you better stay with her for the rest of your life
    Or it'll be (oheeeeeee) another man done gone



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    Gigi L'Amoroso
    German & Japanese Titles:
    Gigi, Der Geliebte; Koisuru Gigi
    Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi; Lana Sebastian
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Maybe someday you'll come
    To the village I'm from
    Right by the bay of beautiful Napoli
    Where each Saturday night
    As the vino takes flight
    We sing and dance and love of life is free
    Giorgio plays the guitar
    Sandro the mandolin
    And me I dance and bang on the tambourine
    But when Gigi appears
    The hurrahs and the cheers
    Come from the crowd as he begins to sing

    And in between each song
    They shout and sing out strong

    We love you
    Gigi l'Amoroso
    The greatest Italian lover since man discovered fire
    Gigi l'Amoroso
    If you only knew what you make us do
    With your songs of desire
    For each and every one his favourite song
    Volare, Come Prima, Ö Sole Mio

    Everyone loved Gigi,
    the baker's wife would leave her shop just to hear him sing,
    the notary's wife who was a saint blessed him and made the sign of the cross every time
    he opened his mouth, and the widow, the young one
    tore her wigs to shreds and put on fancy lace
    and on and on, everyone loved Gigi
    even me, even me, but…

    Came a lady one day
    Rich as all USA
    Who told him Hollywood wasn't very far
    Oh ! he liked what he heard
    And believed every word
    Like Valentino he'd become a star
    We were all at the boat
    With a lump in our throat
    To wish him well and show him how much we cared
    Everyone in the crowd were all openly proud
    He'd made it now beyond the village square

    And when he said Goodbye
    We all began to cry

    We love you
    Gigi l'Amoroso
    The greatest Italian lover since man discovered fire
    Gigi l'Amoroso
    If you only knew what you make us do
    With your songs of desire
    Arrivederci, Gigi, much success
    The tears you see are tears of happiness

    Gigi...
    We stayed 'till the boat was out of sight
    and we all returned to the village, but
    it wasn't the same after he left
    Everything seemed different
    the baker's wife refused to light the oven
    the notary's wife, wouldn't even talk to her husband
    she just kept counting her beads
    and the widow, the young one, cried and went into mourning for a second time
    And me...

    Many days have gone by
    Oh the years how they fly
    The fountain even cried we all missed him so
    Not a word, not a sign
    My heart measured the time
    Oh Gigi, Gigi why did you have to go?
    Our performance went on
    But the spirit was gone
    Each song we sang was only a memory
    At the end of our show
    As the silence would grow
    Each night I'd hear his haunting melody

    If you only knew
    What you make us do
    With your songs of desire
    Gigi...

    Gigi!?
    Is that you in the shadow?
    It is you Gigi
    come closer!
    Oh let me look at you
    You are crying ? But why are you crying?
    Oh! l'American!
    Now I understand
    what do they know except Rock and Roll and "Baby, Baby, Baby"
    That's not for you, you are Giuseppe, Fabrizio, Luca Santini
    and you are Napoletano!
    Listen Gigi, listen... that's Giorgio playing
    and that, that's Sandro's mandolin
    wait, Gigi, wait!
    I'll get my tambourine
    wait, you can't leave like that!
    This is your home!
    Listen... you hear them Gigi?
    The whole town is coming!
    They want you to sing Gigi!
    To sing for them
    They love you Gigi, everybody loves you
    Sing Gigi! Canta! Bravo!!! Bravo!
    Carmella, Carmella Carmella lo sai che é arrivato Gigi Cesarina
    Cesarina scendi è arrivato Gigi da Hollywood!
    Ma se te lo dico io che é arrivato scendi no
    Guaglione, guaglione guaglione corri va a dire a zio Gennaro Che é arrivato lo zio
    Gigi dall'America Bravo!

    To each and everyone his favourite song
    Volare, Come Prima, Ô Sole Mio
    We love you Gigi l'Amoroso
    The greatest Italian lover since man discovered fire
    Gigi l'Amoroso

    If you only knew what you make us do
    With your songs of desire
    To each and everyone his favourite song
    Volare, Come Prima, Ô Sole Mio
    We love you Gigi l'Amoroso...




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    28-06-1971
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    Luchín
    Composer(s): Victor Jara
    Performer(s): Victor Jara; Inti-Illimani; Francesca Ancarola



    Fragil como un volantin
    en los techos de barrancas
    jugaba el niño Luchin
    con sus manitos moradas
    con la pelota de trapo
    con el gato y con el perro
    el caballo lo miraba

    En el agua de sus ojos
    se bañaba el verde claro
    gateaba a su corta edad
    con el potito embarrado
    con la pelota de trapo
    con el gato y con el perro
    el caballo lo miraba

    El caballo era otro juego
    en aquel pequeño espacio
    y al animal parecia
    le gustaba ese trabajo
    con la pelota de trapo
    con el gato y con el perro
    y con Luchito mojado

    Si hay niños como Luchin
    que comen tierra y gusanos
    abramos todas las jaulas
    pa' que vuelen como pajaros
    con la pelota de trapo
    con el gato y con el perro
    y tambien con el caballo



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    Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters
    Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin
    Performer(s): Elton John
    and various other artists



    And now I know
    Spanish harlem are not just pretty words to say
    I thought I knew
    But now I know that rose trees never grow in new york city

    Until you’ve seen this trash can dream come true
    You stand at the edge while people run you through
    And I thank the lord there’s people out there like you
    I thank the lord there’s people out there like you

    While mona lisas and mad hatters
    Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
    Turn around and say good morning to the night
    For unless they see the sky
    But they can’t and that is why
    They know not if it’s dark outside or light

    This broadway’s got
    It’s got a lot of songs to sing
    If I knew the tunes I might join in
    I’ll go my way alone
    Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in new york city

    Subway’s no way for a good man to go down
    Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
    And I thank the lord for the people I have found
    I thank the lord for the people I have found



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    Gigi In Paradiso
    Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi; Lana Sebastian
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Elle va vous raconter la suite elle va vous raconter la suite
    Elle va vous raconter la suite...
    Et Gigi chanta et Gigi resta
    et comme on ne reviens pas d'Amérique sans avoir rien rapporté
    Là bas Gigi avait appris à danser
    Et notre spectacle s'améliorait, s'agrandissait
    Il m'avait même dit qu'un jour on allait se marier
    mais Gigi
    Gigi ne savait rien refuser aux femmes
    Et quand la veuve du colonel lui demanda un rendez-vous
    sans hésiter il y été

    Je vais vous raconter la suite si le début est un peu triste
    Attendez... avant de pleurer
    Un soir la veuve du colonel dans un double crime passionnel
    A tirer... Gigi est tombé

    Gigi moqueur, Gigi farceur
    Gigi je n'entends plus ton cœur

    On a tellement pleurer, on a tellement prier
    On a tellement pleurer, on a tellement prier

    Le lendemain tous le village lui rendit un dernier hommage
    En chantant toutes ses chansons

    Gigi l'amant, Gigi l'ami, Gigi adieu, Gigi fini

    On a tellement pleurer, on a tellement prier
    On a tellement pleurer, on a tellement prier

    Et depuis plus rien n'était pareil
    Ni le temps, ni les couleurs, ni la vie
    Sandro c'est mis à boire, Gorgio quitta le pays sans rien dire
    Et moi, moi je passait mes nuits chez les voyantes du village
    pour essayer de communiquer avec lui
    mais rien, pas un signe, pas un message, pas un mot
    pas un présage, rien!

    On a tellement pleurer,
    Tu es fier de toi Gigi, tu es fière de
    toi hein ?
    On a tellement prier
    Mais qu'es ce que tu avait besoin d'aller
    là bas ce soir là
    On a tellement pleurer
    Et on va se marier, et on ne se quittera
    plus jamais
    Et je n'aime que toi, mais tu as été hein
    On a tellement prier
    Tu ne pouvais pas t'en empêcher
    Et alors tant pis, tant pis pour moi
    Et tant pis pour toi
    Et puis, et puis qu'es ce que j'ai à te parler
    comme si tu étais la haut hein?
    Avec tout ce que tu as fait tu devrais en bas
    en train de brûler en enfer, en enfer...
    Oh! oh Gigi, Gigi pardon

    Yolanda Yolanda serafino veut te parler
    Serafino?
    O solio de Gigi!
    Tu as rêvé de Gigi?
    Oui! il m'avait dit quand il est arrivé devant Saint Pierre
    C'est vrai?
    Oui!

    Non et prenons
    Joseph fabricio Luis cassantini
    Age
    Trente trois ans, moins un mois
    Née à
    Poissoni près de Napôli
    Ah ! c'est toi que l'on à surnommer gigi
    l'amoroso
    Oeil de velours croquer d'amour
    Oh Saint pierre c'est quand même un peu
    exagéré !
    Gigi il y a plus de prière qui m'arrive
    pour toi de Pouzoli
    Que de l'Italie toute entière
    Mon fils tes pêcher sont les pêchers comparé aux poids de ses prières
    Entre je ne peux pas te refuser au Paradis
    Merci, Grazzie, Grazzie

    Gigi in pardiso... Gigi in paradiso
    Gigi in para... Non in Pardisco

    Gigi in paradiso, Gigi in paradiso
    Gigi, Gigi entra au Paradis, déconcerté pas sûr de lui
    Fallait-il seulement qu'il sourit, les Anges étaient fous de Gigi
    Il donna des galas gratuits, les Saints ont chantés toute la nuit
    Il leur parla de ses amis qui, un jour allaient rejoindre
    Gigi in paradiso, Gigi in paradiso

    Va Gigi fais-nous un coin au Paradis
    Une petite place qui ressemble à l'Italie
    Oh, oh, oh oh
    Sing your songs of long ago
    Tu peux chanter en Anglais
    Comme tu l'as toujours rêver
    It's now or never
    Va Gigi fais-nous un coin au Paradis
    Une petite place qui ressemble à l'Italie

    Gigi visita toutes les planètes, fît de Vénus sa discothèque
    Prît les étoiles comme projecteurs, chaque soir c'était le malheur
    Gigi, il chante il danse jusqu'au matin, du Disco à ses vieux refrains
    il est enfin devenu star, il nous attends tous les soirs

    Gigi in paradiso, Gigi in paradiso
    Va Gigi fais-nous un coin au paradis
    une petite place qui ressemble à l'Italie
    Oh, oh oh, oh
    Sing your songs of long ago
    Tu peux chanter en Anglais
    Comme tu l'as toujours rêver
    It's now or never
    Va Gigi fais-nous un coin au Paradis
    Une petite place qui ressemble à l'Italie

    Et voilà que Giorgio revient et remplace
    sa guitare par une guitare électrique,
    Sandro ne joue plus de la mandoline, il joue les synthétiseurs et la tumba
    Et moi... Moi j'apprend à danser

    Gigi in paradiso, Gigi in paradiso
    Va Gigi fais-nous un coin au Paradis
    une petite place qui ressemble à l'Italie
    Oh, oh, oh oh
    Sing your songs of long ago
    Tu peux chanter en Anglais
    Comme tu l'as toujours rêver
    It's now or never

    "Et voilà c'était une belle
    histoire, mais nous ont à envie d'y croire
    Vous voyez les Napolitains aiment les choses qui finisse bien
    Pour nous Gigi est toujours vivant et il nous attends"

    O sole mio
    Va Gigi fais-nous un coin au paradis
    Une petite place qui ressemble à l'Italie
    Gigi in paradiso, Gigi in paradiso, Gigi in paradiso




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    27-06-1971
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    Luche Y Luche
    Composer(s): Horacio Guarany
    Performer(s): Horacio Guarany



    Pueblo que escuchas, únete a la lucha
    pueblo que escuchas, únete a la lucha
    Pueblo unido, nunca vencido
    pueblo unido, nunca vencido

    Y luche, luche, luche, no deje de luchar
    Y luche, luche, luche, no deje de luchar
    por un canto de obrero, obrero y popular
    y luche, luche, luche, no deje de luchar
    Pobre, el pobre que no luche
    siempre callado nomás
    Le han de robar su guitarra
    nunca más ha de cantar

    Qué cosas tiene mi pueblo
    que no las puedo callar
    Cualquiera viene y le ofende
    y el calladito nomás
    Pero guarda el que trampea
    pero guarda el que le miente
    Porque mi pueblo no es tonto
    porque mi pueblo es valiente
    Porque mi pueblo algún día
    cuando la sangre reviente
    Habrá de salir cantando
    con un fusil en la frente
    Y entonces no habrá más niños
    durmiendo bajo los puentes
    Ni obreros, ni campesinos
    siempre apretando los dientes
    Porque mi pueblo es de machos!
    Y nadie me lo desmiente

    Y luche, luche, luche, no deje de luchar
    Y luche, luche, luche, no deje de luchar
    por un canto de obrero, obrero y popular
    y luche, luche, luche, no deje de luchar



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    Mona Lisa Lost Her Smile
    Composer(s): Johnny Cunningham
    Performer(s): David Allan Coe



    Mona Lisa lost her smile
    The painter's hands are trembling now
    And if she's out there running wild
    It's just because I taught her how
    The masterpiece that we had planned
    Is laying shattered on the ground
    Mona Lisa lost her smile
    And the painter's hands are trembling now

    And the eyes that used to burn for me
    Now they no longer look my way
    And the love that used to be
    Why, it just got lost in yesterday
    And if she seems cold to the touch
    Well there used to burn a flame
    I gave too little, took too much
    Till I erased the painter's name

    Mona Lisa lost her smile
    The painter's hands are trembling now
    And if she's out there running wild
    It's just because I taught her how
    The masterpiece that we had planned
    Is laying shattered on the ground
    Mona Lisa lost her smile
    And the painter's hands are trembling now

    Mona Lisa lost her smile
    The painter's hands are trembling now
    And if she's out there running wild
    It's just because I taught her how
    The masterpiece that we had planned
    Is laying shattered on the ground
    Mona Lisa lost her smile
    And the painter's hands are trembling now



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    Gigi
    Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe
    Performer(s): Vic Damone;
    and various other artists



    She's a babe
    Just a babe
    Still cavorting in her crib
    Eating breakfast with a bib
    With her baby teeth
    And all her baby curls
    She's a tot
    Just a tot
    Good for bouncing on your knee
    I am positive that she
    Doesn't even know that boys aren't girls
    She's a snip
    Just a snip
    Making dreadful baby noise
    Having fun with all her toys
    Just a chickadee who needs a mother hen
    She's a cub, a papoose
    You could never turn her loose
    She's too infantile to take her from her pen
    Of course, that weekend in Trouville
    In spite of all her youthful zeal
    She was exceedingly polite
    And on the whole a sheer delight
    And if it wasn't joy galore
    At least not once was she a bore
    That I recall
    No, not at all
    Ah! She's a child
    A silly child
    Adolescent to her toes
    And good heaven how it shows
    Sticky thumbs are all the fingers she has got
    She's a child
    A clumsy child
    She's as swollen as a grape
    And she doesn't have a shape
    Where her figure ought to be
    It is not!
    Just a child
    A growing child
    That's so backward for her years
    If a boy her age appears
    I am certain he will never call again!
    She's a scamp and a brat
    Doesn't know where she is at
    Unequipped and undesirable to men
    Of course, I must confess
    That in that brand new little dress
    She looked surprisingly mature
    And had a definite allure
    It was a shock in fact to me
    The most amazing shock to see
    The way it clung
    On one, so young!
    She's a girl
    A little girl!
    Getting older, it is true
    which is what they always do
    till that unexpected hour
    when they blossom like a flower!
    Oh no (2x)
    But...but
    There's sweeter music when she speaks
    Isn't there?
    Could I be wrong?
    Could it be so?
    Oh where, oh where did Gigi go?
    Gigi! Am I a fool without a mind
    Or have I merely been too blind to realise?
    Oh Gigi! Why you've been growing up before my very eyes
    Gigi! You're not at all
    That funny, awkward little girl, I knew
    Oh no! Over night there's been a breathless change in you
    Chorus Verse:
    Oh Gigi! While you were trembling on the brink
    was I out yonder somewhere blinking at a star?
    Oh Gigi! Have I been standing up too close
    or back too far?
    When did your sparkle turn to fire?
    And your warmth become desire?
    Oh what miracle has made you the way you are?
    Gigi! (3x)
    Oh no! I was mad not to have seen the change in you
    Oh Gigi!
    Repeat Chorus Verse




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    26-06-1971
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    Luces En El Mar
    Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
    Performer(s): Zas



    Con el viento al lado mío
    luces en el mar
    como quisiera volar
    hasta las luces en el mar
    ¿De dónde vendrán?
    No hay voces
    ni sonidos
    pero hay respuestas

    Ahora que dudamos
    (Luces en el mar)
    Si somos ameba o Dios
    (Luces en el mar)
    hacen falta manos
    para quitarnos las espinas de los pies
    Las palabras viejas
    perdieron su significado
    Oh! nene

    Con el viento al lado mío
    luces en el mar
    como quisiera volar
    hasta las luces en el mar
    ¿De dónde vendrán?
    No hay voces
    ni sonidos
    pero hay respuestas



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    Mona Lisa
    Composer(s): Jay Livingston; Ray Evans
    Originally performed by: Nat 'King' Cole
    Covered by various other artists



    Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa men have named you
    You're so like the lady with the mystic smile
    Is it only `cos you're lonely they have blamed you
    For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile
    Do you smile to tempt a lover Mona Lisa?
    Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
    Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
    They just lie there, and they die there
    Are you warm, are you real Mona Lisa?
    Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art

    Do you smile to tempt a lover Mona Lisa?
    Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
    Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
    They just lie there, and they die there
    Are you warm, are you real Mona Lisa?
    Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work of art
    Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa



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    Gidget
    Composer(s): Fred Karger; Ned Washington
    Performer(s): James Darren



    She acts sorta teenage, just in-between age
    Looks about four foot three
    Although she's just small fry, just about so-high
    Gidget is the one for me

    A regular tomboy but dressed for a prom
    Boy, how cute can one girl be?
    Although she's not king size, her finger is ring-size
    Gidget is the one for me

    If she says she loves you
    You can bet your boots she loves you
    If she says she hates you
    That can also mean she loves you

    It very well may be she's just a baby speaking romantically
    If that's a bad feature, I'll be the teacher
    Gidget is the one for me

    She's not much on glamour
    And she should improve her grammar
    Still I sigh and stammer
    And my heart beats like a little ole hammer

    Strictly from Dixie, face like a pixie
    Shorter than girls should be
    The rest of the shipment standard equipment
    Just a doll in dungarees
    But Gidget is the one for me

    Spoken: She's it!!




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    25-06-1971
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    Luces En El Calabró
    Composer(s): Jaime Roos
    Performer(s): Jaime Roos



    Era una flaca diquera
    De esas que llegan al bar
    Abriéndose la campera
    Desanudándose el chal

    Era una flaca tuquera
    De las que toman coñac
    De las que no usan cartera
    De las que piensan de más

    Luces en los ventanales
    Luces en el pantalón
    Luces enredando el vaso
    Luces en el Calabró

    Luces en los ojos rojos
    Luces en el corazón
    Luces cayendo a pedazos
    Luces tu primer pasón

    De las pelo bien largo
    De las que siempre andan mal
    De las que guardan cigarros
    En el bolsillo de atrás

    Tan triste como un murguero
    Tan fina como un laúd
    De las que muestran el juego
    De las que ganan al pool

    Luces en los ventanales
    Luces en el pantalón
    Luces enredando el vaso
    Luces en el Calabró

    Luces en los ojos rojos
    Luces en el corazón
    Luces cayendo a pedazos
    Luces tu primer pasón



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