Tarde
Composer(s): Canet
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto



De cada amor que tuve tengo heridas
heridas que no cierran ni sangran todavia
error de haber querido ciegamente
matando inutilmente la dicha de mis dias
Tarde me di cuenta que al final
se vive igual mintiendo
tarde comprendí que mi ilusión
se marchito queriendo
pobre amor que amor que esta sufriendo
la amargura mas tenáz

Y ahora que no es hora para nada
tu boca enamorama me incita una vez más
Y aunque quiera quererte ya no puedo
por que dentro del alma tengo miedo
tengo miedo que se vuelva a repetir
la comedia que me ha hundido en el sufrir
Todo lo que di todo lo perdi
siempre tuve el alma entera
de cualquier manera soportando afrendas
y al final de cuentas me quede sin fé

De cada amor que tuve tengo heridas
heridas que no cierran ni sangran todavia
error de haber querido ciegamente
perdido en un torrente de burlas y mentiras
Sigo en mi rodar sin esperar y sin buscar amores
ya murió el amor porque el dolor
le marchito las flores y aunque llores y me implores
mi ilusión va a devolver
no ves que ya la pobre esta cansada
vencida, destrozada de tanto parecer

Y aunque quiera quererte ya no puedo
por que dentro del alma tengo miedo
tengo miedo que se vuelva a repetir
la comedia que me ha hundido en el sufrir
Todo lo que di todo lo perdi
siempre tuve el alma entera
de cualquier manera
soportando afrendas
y al final de cuentas me quede sin fé

Muro
Composer(s): Carlos Varela
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé; Ana Torroja



Mojas el pan
En el plato vacío
Y apagas la televisión
Abres la ventana
Y miras afuera
La cuidad te espera
En algún lugar
Sales a la calle
Y llegas al muro
Donde acaban todos
Donde empieza el mar

Cuentas los pasos
Regresando a casa
Y prendes la televisión
Te quedas dormido
Y cuando empieza el himno
Te vas a la cama
Te vas a soñar

Luna
Algo esta sucediendo
Estoy sintiendo que esta vez
Me están dejando solo
Almenos solo
Como la noche ...

Luna 

Mojas tu cara
Como cualquier dia
Te  vas sin afeitar
Te compras la prensa
Y notas que al muno
Le ha cambiado el rostro
Para bien o mal
Y siguess caminando
Y te vas al muro
Donde acaban todos
Donde empieza el mar

Luna

Algo esta sucediendo
Estoy sintiendo que esta vez
Me están dejando solo
Almenos solo
Como la noche ...

Mojas el pan
En el plato vacío
Y apagas la televisión
Sales a la calle
Y te vas al muro
Donde siempre hay alguien
Donde empieza el mar...

Going For The One
Composer(s): Jon Anderson
Performer(s): Yes;
Adam Wakeman; Rick Wakeman



Get the idea cross around the track 
underneath the flank of 
thoroughbred racing chasers
Getting the feel as a river flows
Would youlike to go 'n shoot the mountain masses? 
And here you stand no taller than the grass sees
And should you really chase so hard
The truth of sport plays rings around you

Going for the one 
Going for the one 

Get in the way as the tons of water 
racing with you crashing thru the rudder 
Once at the start you can gamble 
that you really surely really mean to finish
After seeing all your sense of fear diminish 
As you treat danger a pure collection 
As you throw away misconceptions
Going for the one
Going for the one 
Going for a 
listen in time 
taken so high 
to touch to move 
listen to life 
touching touch time 
travel twilight 
taken so high. 
Roundabout, sounding out, love you so 
love you so 
love you so 

Now the verses I've sang 
don't add much weight to the story in my head 
so I'm thinking I should go and write a punch line 
But they're so hard to find 
in my cosmic mind 
so I think I'll take a look out of the window
When I think about you 
I don't feel low
N'should I really chase so hard
The truth of sport plays rings around you
Going for the one
Going for the one 
Going for to 
listen in time 
taken so high 
to touch to move 
listen to life 
touching touch time 
travel twilight 
taken so high 
taking your time 
turn on to love 
turnstile to one 
tender timing 
rocking rolling 
listen in time 
taken so high 
to touch to move 
listen to life 
touching touchtime 
travel twilight 
taken so high 
taking your time 
turn on to love 
turnstile to one 
tender timing 
rocking rolling 
turn on to love 
turnstile to one 
tender timing 
rocking rolling 

Moments decide 
Moments delight
Moments in flight
Talk about sending love

Taraunta Tata
Performer(s): Edoardo Bennato



Tu hai i soldi e io la mania
di contraddirti e fare di testa mia
così tutt'al più rischierò
di perdere quello che non ho

Tu sai tutto sulla realtà del mercato
e qui io ammetto di essere negato
ma a inventare quel che non c'è
io forse sono più bravo di te

E se invento una canzone che va
nei supermarket di ogni città
tra surgelati e casse di banane
anche i tuoi conti potranno tornare...

E se invento una melodia
che ti entra in casa e non se va via
nonostante io non conti un granché
tu non puoi fare a meno di me

Tu hai i soldi e io la fortuna
di trovar fiori nella spazzatura
perché a trovare quel che non c'è
io forse sono più bravo di te

Tu hai i soldi e io la mania
i contraddirti e fare di testa mia
così tutt'al più rischierò
di perdere quello che non ho

E gia ho in mente una canzone che fa
tarataraunta-taraunta-ta-ta
e tu fai in modo che un motivo banale
metta le ali e cominci a volare

E se io volo tu guadagni
tu fai diagrammi ed io... sogni
tu sei deciso ed io incoerente
tu hai da perdere ed io... niente

Murder
Composer(s): David Gilmour
Performer(s): David Gilmour



Some of them standing, some were waiting in the line
As if there was something that they thought they might find
Taking some strength from the feelings that always were shared
And in the background, the eyes that just stared

What was it brought you out here in the dark?
Was it your only way of making your mark
Did you get rid of all the voices in your head?
Do you now miss them and the things that they said?

On your own admission you raised up the knife
And you brought it down ending another man's life
When it was done you just threw down the blade
While the red blood spread wider like the anger you made

I don't want this anger that's burning in me
It's something from which it's so hard to be free
But none of the tears that we cry in sorrow or rage
Can make any difference, or turn back the page

Going Down Slow
Composer(s): James Burke Oden
Performer(s): St. Louis Jimmy;
and various other artists



(speaks)
Man, you know I've enjoyed things that kings and queens will never have
In fact, things kings and queens can't never get
And they don't even know about it

And good times? mmm....

(sings)
I have had my fun
if I never get well no more
I have had my fun
if I never get well no more
Whoa, my health is fadin'
Oh yeah, I'm goin' down slow

(speaking)
Now looky here
I did not say I was a millionare
But I said I have spent more money than a millionare
Cause if I had kept all of the money I had already spent
I'd woulda been a millionare a long time ago
And women? Well, great googly moogly

(sings)
Please write my mama
Tell her the shape I'm in
Please write my mama
Tell her the shape I'm in
Tell her pray for me
Forgive me for my sins

Tarara Boom De Ay
Composer(s): Henry J. Sayers
Performer(s): Lottie Collins



A smart and stylish girl you see
Belle of good society
Not too strict, but rather free
Yet as right as right can be!
Never forward, never bold
Not too hot and not too cold
But the very thing, I'm told
That in your arms you'd like to hold!

Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!

I'm not extravagantly shy
And when a nice young man is nigh
For his heart I have a try
And faint away with tearful cry!
When the good young man, in haste
Will support me round the waist
I don't come to, while thus embraced
Till of my lips he steals a taste!

Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!

I'm a timid flow'r of innocence
Pa says that I have no sense
I'm one eternal big expense
But men say that I'm just immense!
Ere my verses I conclude
I'd like it known and understood
Tho' free as air, I'm never rude
I'm not too bad and not too good!

Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!

You should see me out with Pa
Prim, and most particular
The young men say "Ah, there you are!"
And Pa says "That's peculiar!"
"It's like their cheek!" I say, and so
Off again with Pa I go
He's quite satisfied--although
When his back's turned--well, you know

Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!

When with swells I'm out to dine
All my hunger I resign
Taste the food, and sip the wine
No such daintiness as mine!
But when I am all alone
For shortcomings I atone!
No old frumps to stare like stone
Chops and chicken on my own!

Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!

Sometimes Pa, says, with a frown
"Soon, you'll have to settle down
Have to wear your wedding gown
Be the strictest wife in town!"
Well, it must come by-and-by
When wed, to keep quiet I'll try
But till then I shall not sigh
I shall still go in for my

Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!

Murcia
Composer(s): Agustín Lara
Performer(s): Plácido Domingo; Alejandro Algara; 
Nestor Mesta Chayres; Javier Solís



Murcia es un rosal, es un cantar
rinconcito del que Dios no se olvidó
Y que tiene luz,  y tiene sol
tiene espinitas de quejumbre para cada flor

Murcia es la rosa de España ay, ay, ay
Murcia es la rosa de grana, ay, ay, ay
Son las mujeres de Murcia floración
de rosas en botón que clavan sus espinas
porque tiene tu suelo más rosas que un mantón
es un puñado de flores bajo el sol

Y si tus besos son pétalos de púrpura
deshójalos, júntalos, dámelos todos a mí

Y si tus besos son pétalos de púrpura
deshójalos, júntalos, dámelos todos a mí

Going Down
Composer(s): Lou Reed
Performer(s): Lou Reed



When you're in a dream
and you think you've got your problems all nailed down
Pieces of the scheme
Seem to rattle up and to rattle down

And when you start to fall
And those footsteps they start to fade

Then you know you're going down
Yeah, you're falling all around
And you know you're going down
for the last time

When you're in the air
And you're thinking you'll drift off into the rest
Your friends politely advise
Hey look you're pushing too hard
And perhaps you need a rest

And when you start to fall
And all those footsteps they start to fade

Then you know you're going down
Yeah, you're crashing upside down
And you know you're going down
for the last time

Time's not what it seems
it just seems longer, when you're lonely in this world
Everything it seems
would be brighter if your nights were spent with some girl

Yeah, you're falling all around
Yeah, you're crashing upside down
Oh, oh, and you know you're going down
for the last time

Tarantula
Composer(s): Willy Chirino - Angie Chirino
Performer(s): Raphael



Como Revista De Farandula
Me Fue Atrapando La Tarantula
Me Dio A Beber De Su Seno
Y Poco A Poco Solto El Veneno
En Una Guerra Psicologica
Me Envolvio, Me Envolvio

Con Su Mirada Tan Romantica
Me Ha Hipnotizado La Tarantula
Soy Preso De Sus Entrañas
Encadenado A Su Telaraña
Me Esta Matando La Tarantula
De Pasion, De Pasion

Vivo Encerrado En Su Prision
Se Ha Apoderado De Mi Corazon

Con Su Figura De Pelicula
Siempre Anda En Busca De Su Victima
Cuidado Si Te Descuidas
Es Dulce Y Rapida Su Mordida
Me Tiene Loco La Tarantula
Por Su Amor, Por Su Amor

Me Dio A Beber De Su Seno
Y Poco A Poco Solto El Veneno
En Una Guerra Psicologica
Me Envolvio, Me Envolvio 

Mungo's Blues
Performer(s): Mungo Jerry



I've got that dustpneumony
pneumony in my lung
I've got that dustpneumony
pneumony in my lung
And I'm gonna sing this dustpneumonia song

I went to the doctor
and the doctor said
my son
Yes
I went to the doctor and the doctor said
my son
You got that dustpneumony and you ain't got long
not long

Now there ought to be some yodelling in this song
There ought to be some yodelling in this song

but I can't yodel for the rattling in my lung

My good girl sings the dustpneumonia blues

My good girl sings the dustpneumonia blues
She loves me 'cause she's got the dustpneumonia too

If it wasn't for choppin' my ax would turn to rust

If it wasn't for choppin' my ax would turn to rust

I can't find a woman in this black old texas dust

Down in Oklahoma the wind blows mighty strong
Down in Oklahoma the wind blows mighty strong
If you want to get in mama
just sing a california song

Down in Texas my gal fainted in the rain

Down in Texas my gal fainted in the rain

I throwed a bucket o'dirt in her face just to bring her back again

Going Deaf For A Living
Composer(s): John Watts
Performer(s): Fisher-Z



No one's going push me on much further 
beyond where I want to go
My foolish error was to care too much
I've got to keep my head down
I've reached my limit and I'm way past, way past going back
So why don't you leave it out?
Going deaf for a living
Going deaf for a living
Going deaf for a living 
Going deaf for a living

You don't know you're hurting me when all that I need is your help
You don't know how you make me cry or stop to ask the reason why
I'm much too proud to shave my heart around with the likes of you 
when you stab me with your eyes
Much too proud to share my heart around with the likes of you 
when you stab me with your eyes....

heart heart heart
My turned round
My turned round
My...

......going deaf for a living............going deaf for a living...... 

Taquicardia
Performer(s): Fito Páez



No me digas nada
tengo taquicardia
antes de apagarme
tengo que explotar

Ya sabes te amo
pero estoy guardando
una dinamita
en mi corazón

Necesito declararme
en corto circuito
me pase la vida viendo
y viendo como hacen el mundo en vez de hacerlo yo
na na na na na ea
me pase la vida viendo
y viendo como hacen el mundo en vez de hacerlo yo

No me digas nada
tengo taquicardia
antes de apagarme
tengo que explotar

Muñequitos De Papel
Composer(s): Pedro Aznar
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar



Muñequitos de papel, mazapán y cordel
Quien les puso el cascabel vino a ver, bailen bien
Testaferros del poder, sin querer
Cancerberos del querer sin poder
Muñequitos de papel sin laurel, sin laurel

En la fiesta de Babel nada es fiel, nadie es fiel
Quién se lleva este pastel y el mantel, y el mantel?
Qué ha quedado del país? Este gris
El color de subsistir no es vivir
Muñequitos de papel y oropel, y oropel

En un tren fuera de riel, barco sin timonel,
las promesas del ayer, leche y miel, leche y miel
Si la historia ha de atenuar su traición
cuántas vidas de pesar pesan hoy?
Muñequitos de papel sorda piel, sorda piel

Muñequitos de papel, mazapán y cordel
Cuando se largue a llover quién los va a guarecer?
Testaferros del poder, sin querer
Cancerberos del querer sin poder
Muñequitos de papel sin laurel, sin laurel

Going Back West
Composer(s): Jimmy Cliff
Performer(s): Jimmy Cliff; Boney M.



I was born and raised in the ghetto
Talk with me and you'll know
I wasn't satisfied, with living on the side
I started looking around, for a possibility

Listen to my story, of what became of me

I met a businessman
Who said he had some friends back east
So why don't you come along
Well we can help you at least
We'll make you into a big star
By playing your guitar
But the joke was on me
They left me flat to see

Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Going back west (going back west)
I think I'll do alright

Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Going back west (going back west)
I think I'll do alright

Struggling for recognition, identity and respect
I got a lot of promises
They told me not to fret
So we will stand by you
If the going gets rough
But when I started thinking
They didn't even bluff

'bout a year has come and gone
And left me standing here
Thinking how it could have been
For still I ain't nowhere
They surely took me for a ride
Trampled on my pride
But I hold my head up high
Got no more tears to cry

Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Going back west (going back west)
I think I'll do alright

Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Going back west (going back west)
I think I'll do alright

Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night

Tapioca Tundra
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
Performer(s): The Monkees; R. Stevie Moore



Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme
Lose themselves in other times
And waiting hopes cast cast silent spells
That speak in clouded clues
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you

Careful plays on fields 
That seems to vanish when they're in between
And softly as I walk away
In freshly tattered shoe
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you

Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease

Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you

Well, Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease

Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease

Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you

Muñequita Negra
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez; Los Panchos



Muñequita negra duermete conmigo 
duermete en mis brazos que tanto te quieren
porque son tu abrigo 
muñequita negra del color del mio

vete acurrucando hasta que se vaya
de tu cuerpo el frío
cierra tus ojitos caya tu boquita
y acurricadita como ya te dije
 
duermete feliz olvida que el mundo
va a ser cruel contigo
y piensa que nunca nunca
en la vida tendras que sufrir
 
como un angelito sueña con las cosas 
que a ti mas te gusten
como un angelito sueña con las cosas
bonitas de dios 
 
mulequita negra duermete conmigo
duermete en mis  brazo que tanto te quieren
porque son tu abrigo 
muñequita negra del color del mio

vete acurrucando hasta que se vaya
de tu cuerpo el frío
muñequita negra, muñequita negra

Going Back To Georgia
Composer(s): Brian Claflin;
Adam Duritz; Nanci Griffith
Performer(s): Nanci Griffith; Bill & Bonnie Hearne



Oh the city snow makes your brown eyes shine
We've gotta look real hard to find a reason to cry
New York, New York is a friend of the traveling kind
And I'm coming around from years of hard times
He's chased me down through the towns and the miles
Once stilled by love he was bound to roll on by

Chorus

And if you feel my love won't leave you
And if your sorrow has been your share
If you are traveling back to Georgia
(oo ooo back to Georgia)
Won't you take me with you there
Well I'm long gone darlin', lonesome blue
I been thinking of leavin', I been thinkin' o you
But that big city singin' man, I like the way that it shines
I was half a mile from Canada waitin' on a train
Wonderin' and wishin' I could disappear again
I been killed by love still it takes me to the end of the line

Chorus:

And if you feel my love won't leave you
And if your sorrow has been your share
If you are traveling back to Georgia
(oo ooo back to Georgia)
Won't you take me with you there
Well, I been troubled by a love untrue
He's a fool who'll drown in his fountain of youth
I can see that now as I'm walkin' and talkin' with you
Well, I been blinded by the sun, washed in the rain
Scattered in America, I'm scatterin' again
But if you're goin' south darlin, I guess I'm travelin' with you

Chorus

Chorus

Take me with you ...
Oh .... won't you take me home

Tapestry
Composer(s): Carole King 
First release by: Carole King - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue
an everlasting vision of the ever-changing view
A wonderous, woven magic in bits of blue and gold 
a tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold

Once amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky 
there came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by 
He wore a torn and tattered cloth around his leathered hide
and a coat of many colors, yellow-green on either side

He moved with some uncertainty as if he didn't know
just what he was there for, or where he ought to go
Once he reached for something, golden hanging from a tree 
and his hand came down empty...

Soon within my tapestry along the rugged road
he sat down on a river rock and turned into a toad
It seemed that he had fallen into someone's wicked spell 
and I wept to see him suffer, though I didn't know him well
As I watched in sorrow, there suddenly appeared 
a figure gray and ghostly beneath the flowing beard 
in times of deepest darkness I've seen him dressed in black
now my tapestry's unraveling, he's come to take me back
He's come to take me back

Muñeca De Cera
(Adapted from: Poupée De Cire, Poupée De Son - 1965)
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Karina - 1965
Titles In Other Languages:
1965 - A Lonely Singing Doll
1965 - Boneca De Cera, Boneca De Pano
1965 - Lille Dukke



Soy tan sólo una muñeca que no sabe de amor
El corazón pongo en mi canción (poupée de cire, poupée de son)

Soy de seda, soy de trapo, pero no de salón
Mi vida es dulce como un bombón (poupée de cire, poupée de son)

En mis discos pueden ver mi corazón tal como es
Y mi voz se puede oír en todas partes a la vez

Todas las demás muñecas ríen alrededor
Eso es que bailan con mi canción (poupée de cire, poupée de son)

Esas mismas que se mueven por un sí, por un no
Esas que juegan con el amor (poupée de cire, poupée de son)

Lalalalala lalalala lalala lalalala

En mis discos pueden ver mi corazón tal como es
Y mi voz se puede oír en todas partes a la vez

Me pregunto cada instante por qué canto al amor
Si todavía mi corazón ninguna vez se enamoró 

Soy tan sólo una muñeca que no sabe de amor
Con los cabellos igual que el sol (poupée de cire, poupée de son)

Pero algún día sabré de amor (poupée de cire, poupée de son)
Pero algún día sabré de amor (poupée de cire, poupée de son)