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  • 03-07-1973
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    The Baby Tree
    Composer(s): Rosalie Sorrells
    Performer(s): Jefferson Starship



    There's an island way out in the sea
    Where the babies they all grow on trees
    And its jolly good fun
    To swing in the sun
    But you gotta watch out if you sneeze-sneeze
    You gotta watch out if you sneeze

    Yeah you gotta watch out if you sneeze
    For swingin' up there in the breeze
    You're liable to cough
    You might very well fall off
    And tumble down flop on your knees-knees
    Tumble down flop on your knees

    And when the stormy winds wail
    And the breezes blow high in a gale
    There's a curious dropping and flopping and plopping
    And fat little babies just hail-hail
    Fat little babies just hail

    And the babies lie there in a pile
    And the adults they come after awhile
    And they always pass by
    All the babies that cry
    And take only babies that smile-smile
    They take only babies that smile...
    Even triplets and twins if they'll smile



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    Camarillo Brillo
    Composer(s): Frank Zappa
    Performer(s): Frank Zappa



    She had that
    Camarillo brillo
    Flamin' out along her head
    I mean her Mendocino bean-o
    By where some bugs had made it red

    She ruled the Toads of the Short Forest
    And every newt in Idaho
    And every cricket who had chorused
    By the bush in Buffalo

    She said she was
    A Magic Mama
    And she could throw a mean Tarot
    And carried on without a comma
    That she was someone I should know

    She had a snake for a pet
    And an amulet
    And she was breeding a dwarf
    But she wasn't done yet
    She had gray-green skin
    A doll with a pin
    I told her she was awright
    But I couldn't come in
    (I couldn't come in right then ...)

    And so she wandered
    Through the door-way
    Just like a shadow from the tomb
    She said her stereo was four-way
    An' I'd just love it in her room

    Well, I was born
    To have adventure
    So I just followed up the steps
    Right past her fuming incense stencher
    To where she hung her castanets

    She stripped away
    Her rancid poncho
    An' laid out naked by the door
    We did it till we were un-concho
    An' it was useless any more

    She had a snake for a pet
    And an amulet
    And she was breeding a dwarf
    But she wasn't done yet
    She had gray-green skin
    A doll with a pin
    I told her she was awright
    But I couldn't come in
    (actually, I was very busy then)

    And so she wandered
    Through the door-way
    Just like a shadow from the tomb
    She said her stereo was four-way
    An' I'd just love it in her room

    Well, I was born
    To have adventure
    So I just followed up the steps
    Right past her fuming incense stencher
    To where she hung her castanets

    She said she was
    A Magic Mama
    And she could throw a mean Tarot
    And carried on without a comma
    That she was someone I should know

    (Is that a real poncho ... I mean
    Is that a Mexican poncho or is that a Sears poncho?
    Hmmm ... no foolin' ...)



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    Fantastic, That's You
    Composer(s): George Cates; Bob Thiele; Mort Green
    Performer(s): Louis Armstrong;
    and various other artists



    You look at me...and then a song begins
    Played on a million...velvet violins
    My head goes reelin'...and around it spins
    Fantastic...fantastic...that's you

    You whisper Darlin'...and before my eyes
    A blaze of fireworks...light up the skies
    My heart grows wings...and away it flies
    Fantastic...fantastic...that's you

    You perform miracles
    Whenever you hold me near
    Tender, warm miracles
    That make me surrender dear

    And when you kiss me...heaven opens wide
    And there you are...inviting me inside
    No wonder angels up there...have staring eyes
    Fantastic...fantastic...that's you

    Yes, and when you kiss me...heaven opens wide
    And there you are...inviting me inside
    No wonder angels have...those staring eyes
    Fantastic...fantastic...that's you

    I said fantastic...fantastic...that’s you




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    02-07-1973
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    The Baby Show
    Composer(s): Will Wise - Fred Malcolm - Fred Sanford
    Performer(s): George Formby; Bob & Alf Pearson



    You’ve all seen the Lord Mayor’s Show, the Flower Show and the Motor Show
    But there’s one thing I’d like to know, have you seen a baby show?
    I saw one not long ago it filled me with delight
    And if you’d been there I know, you’d love each tiny mite

    Hear them hollerin’, hear them hollerin’, at the baby show
    Lots of chubby ones, lots of grubby ones, laid out in a row

    We had babies from the Isle of Wight, we had babies that were black and white
    Tall ones, small ones, what a funny site, all singing "eeny meeny miny mo"
    Maudes and Lillians, Jacks and Gillians, sane and silly’uns, plain and frilly un’s
    Hot and chilly un’s, there were millions at the baby show

    Hear them hollerin’, hear them hollerin’, at the baby show
    Lots of sandy ones, lots of bandy ones, laid out in a row

    We had babies wrapped up in a shawl, we had babies with no clothes at all
    Long ones, wrong ones, like a rubber ball, all singing "eeny meeny miny mo"
    Janes and Nelly’uns stiff and jelly ‘uns, quiet and yelly ‘uns, sick and welly ‘uns
    Cohens and Kelly uns, Big fat belly uns at the baby show

    Hear them hollerin’, hear them hollerin’, at the baby show
    Lots of dolly ones, lots of jolly ones laid out in a row

    We had babies from the Hebrides, we had babies from the Pyrenees
    Dumb ones, rum ones, some with shaky knees, all singing "eeny meeny miny mo"
    Mays and Mary ‘uns, rash and wary ‘uns, plump and spary ‘uns, round and squary ‘uns
    Bald and hairy ‘uns, vegetarians, at the Baby show



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Camarade (Jean Ferrat)
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    Camarade
    Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
    Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



    C'est un joli nom Camarade
    C'est un joli nom tu sais
    Qui marie cerise et grenade
    Aux cent fleurs du mois de mai
    Pendant des années Camarade
    Pendant des années tu sais
    Avec ton seul nom comme aubade
    Les lèvres s'épanouissaient
    Camarade Camarade

    C'est un nom terrible Camarade
    C'est un nom terrible à dire
    Quand, le temps d'une mascarade
    Il ne fait plus que frémir
    Que venez-vous faire Camarade
    Que venez-vous faire ici
    Ce fut à cinq heures dans Prague
    Que le mois d'août s'obscurcit
    Camarade Camarade

    C'est un joli nom Camarade
    C'est un joli nom tu sais
    Dans mon coeur battant la chamade
    Pour qu'il revive à jamais
    Se marient cerise et grenade
    Aux cent fleurs du mois de mai



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Fantasme
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    Fantasme
    De la paix à la guerre
    De la ville au désert
    De l'erreur qui enflamme la terre

    Fantasme
    De l'amour à la peur
    De l'acier sur le cœur
    Et sur le corps des femmes en chaleur

    Tableau vivant
    J'en suis le peintre fou

    Tableau hurlant
    J'en suis le peintre fou

    Fantasme
    Des motos aux mots doux
    Du veau d'or au vaudou
    L'acier froid d'une lame sur la joue

    Fantasme
    Du noir et du néant
    Aux yeux du survivant
    Maquillé comme un drame par le temps

    Ouais, tableau vivant
    J'en suis le peintre fou

    Tableau hurlant
    J'en suis le peintre fou

    Fantasme
    De la paix à la guerre
    De la ville au désert
    De l'erreur qui enflamme la terre

    Fantasme
    Des motos aux mots doux
    Du veau d'or au vaudou
    L'acier froid d'une lame sur la joue

    Fantasme
    Fantasme
    Fantasme
    Fantasme

    Fantasme




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    01-07-1973
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    The Baby Screams
    Composer(s): Robert Smith
    First release by: The Cure - 1985



    Heaven
    Give me a sign
    Waiting for the sun to shine
    Pleasure fills up my dreams
    And I love it
    Like a baby screams
    Its so useless
    How can you be proud
    When you're sinking into the ground
    Into the ground fills up my dreams
    And I love it
    Like a baby screams

    Couldn't ask for more you said
    Take it all
    And strike me
    Strike me dead

    Waiting again
    Waiting
    Like I waited before
    Waiting again
    Waiting here for nothing at all
    Heaven fills up my dreams
    And I love it
    Like a baby screams

    Couldn't ask for more you said
    Couldn't ever let it end
    Take it all
    Take it all
    And strike me dead

    Heaven
    Heaven



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Camarade (Charles Aznavour)
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    Camarade Composer(s): Jacques Plante - Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Camarade
    Tu étais mon seul ami, mon camarade
    Tous les deux nous avons fait des barricades
    Les maquis, les commandos, les embuscades
    Mon camarade

    Camarade
    Un dimanche en défilant à la parade
    Je t'ai vu soudain là-bas sur une estrade
    Tu étais visiblement monté en grade
    Mon camarade

    Camarade
    Les plus grands venaient te donner l'accolade
    Ce n'était que mains serrées et embrassades
    Ça donnait une impression de mascarade
    Mon camarade

    Camarade
    Moi ici j'ai pris mon parti des brimades
    Nous dormons tout habillés, les nuits sont froides
    L'important c'est de ne pas tomber malade
    Mon camarade

    Camarade
    Je ne vois qu'un petit coin de ciel maussade
    Et les murs qui défieraient toute escalade
    Ce n'est pas une prison d'où l'on s'évade
    Mon camarade

    Camarade
    Le matin c'est la relève des brigades
    À midi c'est l'heure de la promenade
    Et la nuit on fait des rêves d'escapade
    Mon camarade

    Camarade
    J'ai appris qu'ils t'ont donné une ambassade
    Quelque part à Caracas ou à Belgrade
    Plus tu montes plus, tu vois, je rétrograde
    Mon camarade

    Camarade
    C'est fini j'arrête ici mes jérémiades
    À bientôt qui sait dans une ou deux décades
    Et je signe comme au temps de nos gambades
    Ton Camarade

    Tu étais mon seul ami, mon camarade
    Tous les deux nous avons fait les barricades
    Les maquis, les commandos, les embuscades
    Mon camarade



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Fantasmas En Paris
    Composer(s): Jean-Noel Chaleat; Miguel Gallardo
    Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo



    Hay mil fantasmas al doblar cada esquina
    aquí en París
    apariciones que en la noche caminan
    aquí en París
    poetas locos que robaron la luna
    por abrazar un cuerpo de mujer
    y emperadores que olvidaron su cuna
    tras las ventanas de un hotel
    Recién casados que escribieron su historia
    aquí en París
    y generales que perdieron su gloria
    aquí en Paris
    mujeres bellas que posaron desnudas
    ante las pinceladas de un pintor
    y soñadores que al perder su cordura
    se suicidaron por amor
    Fantasmas en París como tu y yo
    fantasmas en París del desamor
    cuerpos de aire, labios errantes
    manos de nadie, sombras de amantes
    Fantasmas del amor como nosotros dos
    Hay mil turistas que encontraron la vida
    aquí en París
    y amantes viejos que curaron su herida
    aquí en París
    parejas tristes que a la orilla del Sena
    lloraron sin consuelo al partir
    promesas hechas a la luz de las velas
    que quedaron sin cumplir
    Fantasmas en París como tu y yo
    fantasmas en París del desamor
    miles de besos, mil emociones
    tantos recuerdos por los rincones
    Fantasmas en París como tu y yo
    fantasmas en París del desamor
    cuerpos de aire, labios errantes
    manos de nadie, sombras de amantes
    Fantasmas del amor como nosotros dos




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    30-06-1973
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    The Awful Battle Of The Pekes And The Pollicles
    Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd-Weber



    Of the awful battle of the pekes and the pollicles
    Together with some account
    Of the participation of the pugs and the poms
    And the intervention of the great Rumpus Cat!!!
    The pekes and the pollicles everyone knows
    Are a proud and implacable passionate foes
    It is always the same whereever one goes
    And the Pugs and the Poms although most people say
    That they did not like fighting yet once in a way
    Will once and again join into the fray
    And they
    Bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark
    Until you could hear them all over the park
    Now on the occassion of which I shall speak
    Almost nothing had happened for nearly a week
    And that's a long time for a Pol or a Peke
    The big police dog was away from his beat
    I don't know the reason but most people think
    He slipped into the Wellington's Arms for a drink
    And no one at all was about on the street
    When a Peke and a Pollicle happened to meet
    They did not advance or exactly retreat
    But they glared at each other and scraped their hind feet
    And they started to
    Bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark
    Until you could hear them all over the park
    And they
    Bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark
    Until you could hear them all over the park.
    Now the Peke although people may say what they please
    Is no British dog but Heathen Chinese
    And so all the Pekes when they heard the uproar
    Some came to the window, some came to the door
    And together they started to grumble and wheeze
    In their huffery-snuffery Heathen Chinese
    But a terrible din is what Pollicles like
    For your Pollicle dog is a dour Yorkshire tyke
    There are dogs out of every nation
    The Irish, the Welsh and the Dane
    The Russian, the Dutch, the Dalmatian
    and even from China and Spain
    The Poodle, the Pom, the Alsatian
    And the Mastiff who walks on a chain
    And to those that are frisky and frolical
    Let my meaning be perfectly plain
    That my name it is simply symbolical
    and you'd better not do it again!"
    And his braw Scottish cousins are snappers and biters
    And every dog-jack of them notable fighters
    And so they stepped out with their pipers in order
    Playing "When the Blue Bonnets Come Over The Border"
    And the Pugs and the Poms held no longer aloof
    But some from the balcony some from the roof
    Joined into the din with a
    Bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark
    Until you could hear them all over the park
    Huffery snuffery huffery snuff!
    Until you could hear them all over the park
    Bark Bark Bark Bark (x 100)
    No!!!!
    (Silence)
    When these bold hereos together assembled
    The traffic all stopped
    And the Underground trembled
    And some of the people were so much afraid
    That they started to ring up the Fire Brigade!
    When suddenly up from a small basement flat
    Why who should stalk out but the Great Rumpus Cat!!!!
    His eyes were like fireballs fearfully blazing
    He gave a great yawn and his jaws were amazing
    And when he looked out through the bars of the area
    You never saw anything fiercer...
    ... Or hairier
    And what with a glare of his eyes and his yawning
    The Pekes and the Pollicles quickly took warning
    He looked to the sky and he gave a great leap
    And every last one of them scattered like sheep!
    And when the Police dog returned to his beat
    There wasn't a single one left on the street!
    All hail and all bow to the Great Rumpus Cat!!!!



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    Camagüey
    Composer(s): Agustín Lara
    Performer(s): Javier Solís



    Camagüey, tonito sabrosón, Camagüey, el golpe del cajón
    va por mi vida sonando así: bom, bom, bom
    Camagüey, tonito sabrosón, Camagüey, el golpe del cajón
    va por mi vida sonando así: bom, bom, bom

    Son que brinca en el timbal y juega en el ator del viejo cornetín
    crin que peina el huracán flor de cabanacán en tropical festín
    ¡Ay! quién pudiera volver a saborear la miel que su boca entregó
    quién pudiera estremecer su carne de mujer dorada por el sol

    Por ella conocí los desengaños por ella será eterno mi dolor

    Son tú la viste llorar de desesperación como la vio el jagüey
    Son cómo voy a olvidar la divina emoción que me dio Camagüey



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    Fantasia
    Composer(s): Chico Buarque
    Performer(s): Chico Buarque



    E se, de repente
    A gente não sentisse
    A dor que a gente finge
    E sente
    Se, de repente
    A gente distraísse
    O ferro do suplício
    Ao som de uma canção
    Então, eu te convidaria
    Pra uma fantasia
    Do meu violão

    Canta, canta uma esperança
    Canta, canta uma alegria
    Canta mais
    Revirando a noite
    Revelando o dia
    Noite e dia, noite e dia
    Canta a canção do homem
    Canta a canção da vida
    Canta mais
    Trabalhando a aterra
    Entornando o vinho
    Canta, canta, canta, canta
    Canta a canção do gozo
    Canta a canção da graça
    Canta mais
    Preparando a tinta
    Enfeitando a praça
    Canta, canta, canta, canta
    Canta a canção de glória
    Canta a santa melodia
    Canta mais
    Revirando a noite
    Revirando o dia
    Noite e dia, noite e dia




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    29-06-1973
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    The Auld Meal Mill
    (Traditional)



    When the hard day’s work is over
    And the kye are in the byre
    And the horse are in the stable
    And the auld folk roond the fire
    I gang slippin’ through the heather
    Tae yon fairm ahent the hill
    Jist tae see ma bonnie lassie
    By the auld meal mill

    She's got een like bramble berries
    She's got cheeks like mountain haws
    And her lips are red like cherries
    She's the bonniest floo'er that blaws
    How I weary for the lousin'
    How I lang tae quit the drill
    And gang aff tae see my lassie
    By the auld meal mill

    Noo the auld folk oft-times wonder
    Whit could keep me oot sae late
    And they never gang tae sleep
    Until they hear me sneck the gate
    But the auld man, he jalouses
    When he sees me tak’ the hill
    That I’m aff tae see ma lassie
    By the auld meal mill



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    Calypso Italiano Composer(s): Wanda Merrell - Lou Monte - Jacques Plante Performer(s): Dalida and multiple other artists



    Calypso aie!
    Calypso aie! calypso Italiano
    Calypso si! calypso si! calypso Siciliano

    Savez vous qu'un petit brin de folie
    A soufflé sur toute l'Italie
    Dans les rues les gens frétillent
    Sur des airs venus des Antilles

    Calypso aie! calypso aie! calypso Italiano
    Calypso si! calypso si! calypso siciliano

    Les mamas en faisant leur lessive
    Portent des foulards aux couleurs vives
    S'appelant d'un ton tranquille
    Ma doudou, mon oiseau des îles

    Calypso aie! calypso aie! calypso Italiano
    Calypso si! calypso là! calypso siciliano

    Le galant pour plaire a sa beejina
    Ne vient plus lui jouer de mandolina
    Elle préfère au barcarolle
    Le tempo des chansons Créole

    Calypso aie! calypso aie! calypso Italiano
    Calypso si! calypso si! calypso siciliano

    Mais un jour ce petit vent de folie
    S'envolera loin de l'Italie
    Remportant aux îles lointaines
    Mille sérénades Napolitaine

    Calypso aie! calypso aie! calypso Italiano
    Calypso si! calypso siciliano...



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    Fantaisie Bleue
    Composer(s): Claude Lemesle; Michel Fugain
    Performer(s): Michel Fugain



    C'est bleu d'un bleu irrésistible
    Je passe le ciel au crible
    Pour trouver plus bleu impossible
    C'est bleu que c'est en pas possible
    C'est terrible
    Je n'y vois que du bleu

    C'est bleu d'un bleu irremplaçable
    Je me sens incapable
    De trouver plus bleu incroyable
    C'est bleu que c'en est pas pensable
    Formidable
    Je vois la vie en bleu

    C'est bleu tout au moins il me semble
    Enfin ça te ressemble
    C'est parfois si bleu que j'en tremble
    Mon bleu allons dans notre champ bleu
    Faire ensemble un gros bébé
    tou bleu bleu
    Si bleu que ça me trouble
    J'ai dû boire du chirouble
    J'y vois deux fois bleu
    J'y vois double

    C'est bleu d'un bleu irrésistible
    Je passe le ciel au crible
    Pour trouver plus bleu impossible
    C'est bleu que c'est en pas possible
    C'est terrible
    Je n'y vois que du bleu

    Fantaisie bleue




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    28-06-1973
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    The Ashes Of My Heart
    Composer(s): Jeff Branen - Arthur Lange



    The day is dying, the years are flying
    The while I'm sighing, because of you
    I'm sad and lonely, I'm thinking only of someone's eyes of blue
    Of someone's kisses too

    Among the roses, where love reposes
    My heart discloses, what you should know
    Alone I sigh, dear
    For you and I, dear, once loved each other so
    'Twas in the long ago

    In the ashes of my heart fires of love no longer burn
    Still it seems I feel a start at the thought of your return
    'Tho it's years since last we met and we're doomed to live apart
    There's a spark of hope still burning
    But it's buried somewhere in the ashes of my heart



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Calypso Crazy
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    Calypso Crazy Composer(s): Robert John "Mutt" Lange - Billy Ocean Performer(s): Billy Ocean



    Sing out! Calypso Lady! Come on!
    People dancing everywhere

    Calypso music in the air
    Lady
    you're driving me crazy all night

    I need your loving
    but all you do is tease me
    and that ain't right

    People dancing everywhere
    Calypso music in the air

    Oh
    you're driving me wild
    Calypso Lady
    People dancing all oround
    Calypso Lady
    shake it down

    Oh
    when you're driving me wild
    Calypso crazy

    Lady
    come on out to party
    make it right

    I'd love to touch you
    yeah
    and feel you close beside me
    I wanna hold you tight!

    People dancing everywhere
    Calypso music in the air

    People dancing everywhere
    Calypso music in the air

    Oh
    you're driving me wild
    Calypso Lady

    And if you should ask me now what I feel

    Oh
    I tell you that you're the one I love
    So if you wanna take a chance with me
    one day
    and you'll see
    Oh
    let it be
    let it be me!

    People dancing everywhere
    Calypso music in the air

    Oh
    I wanna dance with you
    People doncing all around
    Calypso Lady
    shake it down

    I wanna dance with you!

    People dancing everywhere
    Calypsa music in the air

    People dancing everywhere
    Calypso music in the air

    People dancing everywhere
    Calypso music in the air



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Fanny (Be Tender With My Love)
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    Fanny (Be Tender With My Love)
    Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Maurice Gibb; Robin Gibb
    Performer(s): The Bee Gees; The Fever Boys



    First I rise, then I fall
    Seems like you don't want the love
    Of this man at all
    And it's sure been a lonely time
    Right up to the time I met you
    So if you take a love like mine
    Be tender with my love
    You know how easy it is to hurt me
    Fanny, be tender with my love
    'Cause it's all that I've got
    And my love won't desert me

    So you say to yourself, boy
    You're out of your brain
    Do you think I'm gonna stand here
    All night in the rain?
    And it's the start of a love affair
    The moment when I first met you
    And if you want I'll take you there

    Be tender with my love
    You know how easy it is to break me
    Fanny, be tender with my love
    'Cause it's all that I've got
    And my love won't forsake me

    With my love
    Our love will seal it together
    Oh, with our love
    You made a promise
    You'll always love me forever

    Be tender with my love
    You know how easy it is to break me
    Fanny, be tender with my love
    'Cause it's all that I've got
    And my love won't forsake me




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    27-06-1973
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    The Ash Grove (Llwyn On)
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Sarah Brightman



    Yn Nyffryn Llwyn Onn draw mi welais hardd feinwen
    A minnau'n hamddena 'rol byw ar y don
    Gwyn ewyn y lli oedd ei gwisg, a disgleirwen
    A'r glasfor oedd llygaid Gwen harddaf Llwyn Onn
    A ninnau'n rhodiana drwy'r lonydd i'r banna
    Sibrydem i'n gilydd gyfrinach byd serch
    A phan ddaeth hi'n adeg ffarwelio a'r wiwdeg
    Roedd tannau fy nghalon yng ngofal y ferch

    [Down yonder green valley where streamlets meander
    When twighlight is fading I pensively rove
    Or at the bright moontide in solitude wander
    Amid the dark shades of the lonely Ash Grove
    'Twas there, while the blackbird was cheerfully singing
    I first met that dear one the joy of my heart!
    Around us for gladness the bluebells were ringing
    Ah! then little thought I how soon we should part]
    Cyn dychwel i borthladd wynebwn y tonnau
    Ond hyfryd yw'r hafan 'rol dicter y don
    Bydd melys anghofio her greulon y creigiau
    Un felly o'wn innau 'rol cyrraedd Llwyn Onn
    A thawel mordwyo wnaf mwyach a Gwenno
    Yn llong fach ein bwthyn a hi wrth y llyw
    A hon fydd yr hafan ddiogel a chryno
    I'r morwr a'i Wenno tra byddwn ni byw

    (Still glows the bright sunshine o'er valley and mountain
    Still warbles the blackbird its note from the tree
    Still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain
    But what are the beauties of Nature to me?
    With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden
    All day I go mourning in search of my love!
    Ye echoes! oh tell me, where is the sweet maiden?
    "She sleeps 'neath the green turf down by the Ash Grove")



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    Calypso ((Dutch Version: Calypso (by Bart Kaëll) - 1998)) Composer(s): John Denver First release by: John Denver - 1975



    To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean
    to ride on the crest of a wild raging storm
    To work in the service of life and living
    in search of the answers of questions unknown
    To be part of the movement and part of the growing
    part of beginning to understand
    Aye Calypso the places you've been to
    the things that you've shown us, the stories you tell
    Aye Calypso, I sing to your spirit
    the men who have served you so long and so well
    Hi dee ay-ee ooo doo-dle oh
    oo do do do do do doo-dle ay yee
    doo-dle ay ee
    Like the dolphin who guides you, you bring us beside you
    To light up the darkness and show us the way
    For though we are strangers in your silent world
    To live on the land we must learn from the sea
    To be true as the tide and free as a wind swell
    Joyful and loving in letting it be
    Aye Calypso the places you've been to
    the things that you've shown us
    the stories you tell
    Aye Calypso, I sing to your spirit
    the men who have served you so long and so well
    Hi dee ay-ee ooo doo-dle oh
    oo do do do do do doo-dle ay yee
    doo-dle ay ee
    he dee Ay-ee
    Hi dee oh ooo
    hi dee ayee
    hi dee oh ooo



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