Je N'ai À T'offrir Que Mon Amour
((Adapted from: Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood (Nina Simone) - 1964))
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin - Sol Marcus - Gloria Caldwell - Gilles Thibault
Performer(s): Noël Deschamps - 1965

Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - Et Kai Ymmärrä Minua Väärin (Lasse Mårtenson)
1998 - Droomdans (Liliane Saint-Pierre)
2011 - In Mijn Ogen Kun Je Zien Wat Ik Bedoel (Ton Kas)



Je sais, j'ai mes jours de colère
Mes heures de désespoir
Je sais qu'à ces moments-là
J'en veux au monde entier
Et je voudrais fuir, même ton regard

Mais toi, tu m'en veux
Tu ne comprends donc pas
J'ai peur
Je n'ai à t'offrir que mon amour

Devant les vitrines illuminées
Quand je vois tes yeux s'allumer
Je te crie "Allons ! Viens, ne perds pas ton temps"
Et je t'entraîne en bousculant les gens

Mais toi, tu m'en veux
Tu ne comprends donc pas
J'ai peur
Je n'ai à t'offrir que mon amour

La nuit, dans mes rêves, je laisse éclater
La rage qui depuis longtemps bouillonne en moi
Et dans ces vitrines, sans rien demander
Je charge mes bras de cadeaux pour toi

Je t'aime tant, oh, oh, mais le matin
En ouvrant les yeux, je vois mes mains
Et je les retrouve là si vides
Que je n'ose plus les tendre vers toi

Mais toi, tu m'en veux
Tu ne comprends donc pas
J'ai peur
Je n'ai à t'offrir que mon amour

Mais toi, tu m'en veux
Tu ne comprends donc pas
J'ai peur
Je n'ai à t'offrir que mon amour

Mais toi, tu m'en veux
Tu ne comprends donc pas
J'ai peur
Je n'ai à t'offrir que mon amour

Confesiones Frente Al Espejo
Composer(s): Alejandro Lerner
Performer(s): Alejandro Lerner



Dime lo que pasa
En tu corazón
Dime donde duele
Donde se rompió
Como sucedió
Dímelo

Dime si ha cambiado
Tu imaginación
Tu sueño anhelado
El sonido de tu voz
Dime si cambio…
Dímelo

Dime si serás el mismo hasta mañana
Dime si será lo mismo el día de hoy, si…
Dime si en cada respuesta
Hay una pregunta interior
Dime si ese que me mira, sigo siendo yo

Dime lo que pasa 
En tu corazón
Dime lo que falta
Donde se perdió
Como sucedió
Dímelo

Dime si serás el mismo hasta mañana
Dime si será lo mismo el día de hoy
Dime si en cada respuesta
Hay una pregunta interior
Dime si ese que mira sigo siendo yo…

Dime si serás el mismo hasta mañana
Dime si será lo mismo el día de hoy
Dime si en cada respuesta
Hay una pregunta interior
Dime si ese que mira sigo siendo yo

Rosie
Composer(s): Jackson Browne; Donald Miller
Performer(s): Jackson Browne



She was standing at the load-in
When the trucks rolled up
She was sniffing all around
Like a half grown female pup
She wasn't hard to talk to
Looked like she had nowhere to go
So I gave her my pass
So she could get in and see the show

Well I sat her down right next to me
And I got her a beer
While I mixed that sound on stage
So the band could hear
The more I watched her watch them play
The less I could think of to say
And when they walked off stage
The drummer swept that girl away

But Rosie you're all right -- you wear my ring
When you hold me tight -- Rosie that's my thing
When you turn out the light -- I've got to hand it to me
Looks like it's me and you again tonight Rosie

Well I guess I might have known from the start
She'd come for a star
Might have told my imagination not to run too far
Of all the times that I've been burned
By now you'd think I'd have learned
That it's who you look like
Not who you are

But Rosie you're all right -- you wear my ring
When you hold me tight -- Rosie that's my thing
When you turn out the light -- I've got to hand it to me
Looks like it's me and you again tonight Rosie

Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye
Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk
Performer(s): Don Cherry
and multiple other artists



Kiss me each morning for a million years
Hold me each evening by your side
Tell me you love me for a million years
Then if it don't work out
Then if it don't work out
Then you can tell me goodbye

Sweeten my coffee with a morning kiss
Soften my dreams with your sigh
After you've loved me for a million years
Then if it don't work out
Then if it don't work out
Then you can tell me goodbye

If you must go I won't grieve
If you just wait a life-time before you leave
If you must go I won't say "no"
Just so we can say that we tried

Tell me you love me for a million years
Then if it don't work out
Then if it don't work out
Then you can tell me goodbye

Confesión
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



Si acaso ella volviera...
volviera..
mañana junto a mí

Yo moriría por ella
por ella...
y si me pidiera
mataría por ella
sin ella
no hay nada para mí

Es que ella y yo somos los dos
la misma cosa
y no me resigno a admitirlo...
pero fue bueno mientras duró

Yo moriría por ella
por ella...
y si me pidiera
mataría por ella
sin ella
no hay nada para mí

Es que ella y yo somos los dos
la misma cosa
y no me resigno a admitirlo...
pero fue bueno mientras duró

Rosie
Composer(s): Jackson Brown; Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



Elle était déjà là bien avant
Que les camions ne viennent
Elle tournait comme une enfant
Une poupée derrière la scène
C'était facile de lui parler
On a échangé quelques mots
Je lui ai donné mon passe
Pour qu'elle puisse entrer voir le show

Elle s'est assise à côté de moi
Sur des caisses de bière
Pendant que je mixais le son pour le groupe
Sur la scène en arrière
Elle les fixait à s'en brûler la peau
Moi, je la trouvais tellement belle
Après le dernier morceau
Le batteur est parti avec elle

Oh Rosie, tout est blanc
Tes yeux m'éclairent
De t'avoir eu un instant
J'étais tellement fier
Tout ce qu'il me reste à présent
L'envie de tout foutre en l'air
Et de recommencer la nuit...
...Rosie

Je suppose j'aurais dû deviner
Qu'elle venait pour les stars
Et m'empêcher de l'imaginer
Dans mes bras plus tard
Depuis tout le temps que j'en tremble
Ce soir quand même j'ai compris
Faut pas dire à qui je ressemble
Faut dire qui je suis

Oh Rosie, tout est blanc
Tes yeux m'éclairent
De t'avoir eu un instant
J'étais tellement fier
Tout ce qu'il me reste à présent
L'envie de tout foutre en l'air
Et de recommencer la nuit...
Recommencer la nuit...
Recommencer la nuit...
Rosie...Rosie...Rosie...Rosie...Rosie...

Then What
Composer(s): Randy Sharp - Jon Vezner
Performer(s): Clay Walker; Sybersound



Well I got a good friend who's got a good life
He's got two pretty children and a real nice wife
But he never seems quite satisfied
I said I know what's on your mind
But you better think about it before you cross that line
The grass ain't always greener on the other side

Then what, what you gonna do
When the new wears off and the old shines through
And it ain't really love and it ain't really lust
You ain't anybody anyone's gonna trust
Then what, where you gonna turn
When you can't turn back for the bridges you burn
And fate can't wait to kick you in the butt
Then what

Well I ain't saying that looking's a crime
Well I've done my share from time to time
It don't mean that you gotta take that leap
When you're standin' on the brink
Before you jump you gotta step back and think
There's a price for ever promise you don't keep

Then what, what you gonna do
When the new wears off and the old shines through
And it ain't really love and it ain't really lust
You ain't anybody anyone's gonna trust
Then what, where you gonna turn
When you can't turn back for the bridges you burn
And fate can't wait to kick you in the butt
Then what

Do what you want, do what you wish
It's your life but remember this
There's bound to be some consequences
Sneaking under other fences

Then what, what you gonna do
When the new wears off and the old shines through
And it ain't really love and it ain't really lust
You ain't anybody anyone's gonna trust
Then what, where you gonna turn
When you can't turn back for the bridges you burn
And fate can't wait to kick you in the butt
Then what

Coney Island 
Performer(s): Al Jolson



Every summer we go down to Deauville by the sea
Where one can rub his shoulders with a king
St. Moritz in wintertime, ah that’s the place to be
And then to Paris in the spring
Where one can have his little fling

Though Normandy is lovely in November
Somehow it leaves you nothing to remember

I can’t forget the night I met you down at Coney…Island
Gee, I was proud you picked me from the crowd at Coney…Island
And very soon I proved to you that my intentions weren’t phoney
It ended in ma…tri...mo...ny
And now we’re eating caviar instead of macaroni
But I recall those picnic lunches a baloney with a smile
I guess I’m still a hick
‘Cause I still get a kick
Just loving you while scrumming through the crowd
At Coney Isle

Rosie
Composer(s): Don Partridge
Performer(s): Don Partridge



Rosie, oh Rosie
I'd like to paint your face up in the sky
Sometimes when I'm busy
Relaxing I'd look up and catch your eye

Your eyes when they're widening
Bring thunder and lightning
And sunset strokes the colour of your skin
Your eyes are so blue
I just think of a blue sky
And bumble bees buzzing on the wing

Rosie, oh Rosie
It's raining when you look the other way
Rosie, oh Rosie
Your laughter brings the sunshine out to play

And though I just met you
When I silhouetted you
A highlight golden shadow in your hair
I'd paint in your mind's eye
A vary of blue skies
Summer birds swinging through the air

Rosie, oh Rosie
I'd paint your face for all the world to see
Rosie, oh Rosie
I'd like to paint your face eternally

Then I'll Stop Loving You
Composer(s): Joe Goodwin - Joe McCarthy - Al. Piantadosi



You seem afraid of my love, dear, afraid of the things that I do
true love has never run smooth, dear, that's why you think I'm not true 
It's foolish to tell you my lovetale, I can't think of anything new 
still I'll admit you are right, dear, maybe I'll stop loving you

Sweethearts must have bits of sorrow, that helps to sweeten the joy 
sad today, glad on the morrow, life of a girl and boy 
One smile can chase any frown, dear 
One kiss can gladden the heart, though I may stop loving you 
dear, that very day I will start

When the golden sun stops shining, when the flowers cease to grow 
when a broken heart stops pining, when the waters cease to flow 
when a lad without a lassie, never feels a trifle blue
when a child won't miss it's mother's kiss, then I'll stop loving you

Condition Of The Heart
Composer(s): Prince
Performer(s): Prince



There was a girl in Paris 
Whom he sent a letter 2 
Hoping she would answer back 
Now wasn't that a foolhardy notion 
On the part of a sometimes 
Lonely musician 
Acting out a whim is only good 
4 a condition of the heart 

There was a dame from London 
Who insisted that he love her 
Then left him 4 a real prince 
From Arabia, now isn't that 
A shame that sometimes money 
Buys U everything and nothing 
Love, it only seems 2 buy a 
Terminal condition of the heart 

Thinking about U driving me crazy 
My friends all say it's just a phase, but ooh-ooh 
Every day is a yellow day 
I'm blinded by the daisies in your yard 

There was a woman from the ghetto 
Who made funny faces just like 
Clara Bow, how was I 2 know 
That she would wear the same 
Cologne as U and giggle the same 
Giggle that U do? 
Whenever I would act a fool, the fool 
With a condition of the heart 

Thinking about U driving me crazy 
My friends all say it's just a phase, but ooh-ooh 
Every single day is a yellow day 
I'm blinded by the daisies in your yard 

There was a girl (There was a girl in Paris) 
whom he sent a letter to... (Whom he sent a letter 2) 
(Hoping she would answer back) 
She never answered back and now (wasn't that a foolhardy) 
He's got a condition of the heart (notion ...)

Rosetta
Composer(s): Mike Snow
Performer(s): Alan Price; Georgie Fame



Well my little girl is a sweet little girl

but she does things make your eyebrows curl
You let her loose on a Friday night

you know it's gonna end in a fight
Rosetta drinks her whiskey neat

she gets in a fight and she might get beat
So I go round on the Saturday night
and ask her if she feel allright

Rosetta are you better
are you well
well
well
Rosetta are you better
are you well
well
well
well
well
well - well
well
well

When Friday comes she's fine again
so we go to a club where we got friends
Knocked on the door but we couldn't get in

'cos the boss don't want no fuss
So we went up town and drank around
and Rosie ended on the ground

So I took her home and I put her to bed

and you can guess what I said

Then I'll Be Tired Of You
Composer(s): Arthur Schwartz - E.Y. Harburg
First release by: Freddy Martin and His Orch. - 1934
Covered by multiple other artists



You look at me and wonder, you look at me and doubt
Darling your eyes are asking, "Will the flame burn out?"
Well, no one is sure of sunshine, no one is sure of dawn
But I am sure my love will live on and on

I'll be tired of you when stars are tired of gleaming
When I am tired of dreaming, then I'll be tired of you

This I know is true: when winds are tired of blowing
When grass is tired of growing, then I'll be tired of you

Beyond the years, 'til day is night, 'til wrong is right
'Til birds refuse to sing
Beyond the years, the echo of my only love 
Will still be whispering, whispering

And if my throbbing heart should ever start repeating
That it is tired of beating, then I'll be tired of you

Concurrence Déloyale
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens



Il y a péril en la demeure
Depuis que les femmes de bonnes mœurs
Ces trouble-fête
Jalouses de Manon Lescaut
Viennent débiter leurs gigots
À la sauvette

Ell's ôt'nt le bonhomm' de dessus
La brave horizontal' déçue
Ell's prenn'nt sa place
De la bouche au pauvre tapin
Ell's retir'nt le morceau de pain
C'est dégueulasse

En vérité, je vous le dis
Il y en a plus qu'en Normandie
Il y a de pommes
Sainte-Mad'lein', protégez-nous
Le métier de femme ne nourrit plus son homme

Y a ces gamines de malheur
Ces goss's qui, tout en suçant leur
Pouc' de fillette
Se livrent au détournement
De majeur et, vénalement
Trouss'nt leur layette

Y a ces rombièr's de qualité
Ces punais's de salon de thé
Qui se prosternent
Qui, pour redorer leur blason
Viennent accrocher leur vison
À la lanterne

Y a ces p'tit's bourgeoises faux culs
Qui, d'accord avec leur cocu
Clerc de notaire
Au prix de gros vendent leur corps
Leurs charmes qui fleurent encor
La pomm' de terre

Lors, délaissant la fill' de joie
Le client peut faire son choix
Tout à sa guise
Et se payer beaucoup moins cher
Des collégienn's, des ménagèr's
Et des marquises

Ajoutez à ça qu'aujourd'hui
La manie de l'acte gratuit
Se développe
Que des créatur's se font culbuter à l'œil et sans calcul
Ah! les salopes!

Ell's ôt'nt le bonhomm' de dessus
La brave horizontal' déçue
Ell' prenn'nt sa place
De la bouche au pauvre tapin
Ell's retir'nt le morceau de pain
C'est dégueulasse

Rose's Turn
Composer(s): Jule Styne; Stephen Sondheim
Performer(s): Bette Middler;
and various other artists



Rose 
Here she is, boys! 
Here she is, world! 
Here's Rose! 

Curtain up! 
Light the lights! 
Play it, boys! 

Ya either got it, or ya ain't
And, boys, I got it! 
Ya like it? 
Well, I got it! 

Some people got it and make it pay
Some people can't even give it away
This people's got it and this people's spreadin' it around! 
You either have it 
or you've had it! 

Hello, everybody! My name is Rose! What's yours? 
How do you like them eggrolls, Mr. Goldstone? 
Hold your hats and hallelujah
Mama's gonna show it to you
Ready or not, shhh, here comes Mama

Mama's talkin' loud
Mama's doin' fine
Mama's gettin' hot
Mama's goin' strong 
Mama's movin' on 
Mama's all alone
Mama doesn't care
Mama's lettin' loose
Mama's got the stuff 
Mama's lettin' go
Mama? 
Mama's got the stuff
Mama's gotta move
Mama's gotta go
Mama? Mama? 
Mama's gotta let go

Why did I do it? 
What did it get me? 
Scrapbooks full of me in the background
Give 'em love and what does it get ya? 
What does it get ya? 
One quick look as each of 'em leaves you
All your life and what does it get ya? 
Thanks a lot and out with the garbage
They take bows and you're battin' zero

I had a dream
I dreamed it for you, June
It wasn't for me, Herbie
And if it wasn't for me then where would you be
Miss Gypsy Rose Lee? 

Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn? 
Don't I get a dream for myself? 
Starting now it's gonna be my turn
Gangway, world, get off of my runway! 
Starting now I bat a thousand! 
This time, boys, I'm taking the bows and 

Everything's coming up Rose! 
Everything's coming up roses! 
Everything's coming up roses 
this time for me! 
For me! For me! For me! For me! For me! 
For me! Yeah! 
(Rose takes the silent bows as Gypsy enters and applauds)

Rose 
I was...trying out for you...New ideas you might wanna use... 

Gypsy 
You really would have been something, momma! 

Rose 
Do you think so? 

Gypsy 
If you had someone to push you like I had... 

Rose 
If I could have been...I would have been... 
And that's show business! 
I guess I did it for me... 

Gypsy 
Why, momma? 

Rose 
Just wanted to be noticed... 

Gypsy 
Like I wanted you to notice me! 
I still do, momma! 
(They embrace each other. Rose cries)

Gypsy 
It's OK, momma! OK, Rose! 

Rose 
See... You look like you should speak French! 

Gypsy 
You're coming to that party with me... 

Rose 
No! 

Gypsy 
Come on! 

Rose 
Not like this

Gypsy 
Wear my fur I have a stole in my cabinet

Rose 
Well, maybe just for an hour or two...
Hey, it looks better on me than it does on you
Funny how we can both wear the same size! 

Gypsy 
Specially in mink

Rose 
You know...I had a dream last night
There was a big poster of a other and daughter, like the 
covers of the ladies magazines... 

Gypsy 
Yes, momma! 

Rose 
Only it was you and me wearing exactly the same gowns
It was an add for Minsky, and the headline 
said: "Madam Rose ... and her daughter Gypsy"
(They laugh, embrace each other and leave
Rose stops for a while and takes one last look at the 
stage as if she said good-bye)

Then He Kissed Me
Composer(s): Phil Spector - Jeff Barry - Ellie Greenwich
First release by: The Crystals - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - Et Je M'en Vais (Richard Anthony)
1979 - Jos Mua Pussaat (Mona Carita)



Well, he walked up to me and he asked me if I wanted to dance
He looked kinda nice and so I said I might take a chance
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me home that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me

Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was more than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered I love you
And he said that he loved me too
And then he kissed me

He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before
He kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more

I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the love that I had
And one day he took me home to meet his mon and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right by his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me

Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right by his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me
And then he kissed me
And then he kissed me 

Concrete Jungle
Composer(s): Bob Marley
First release: Bob Marley - 1973



No sun will shine in my day today; (no sun will shine)
The high yellow moon won't come out to play
(that high yellow moon won't come out to play)
I said (darkness) darkness has covered my light
(and the stage) And the stage my day into night, yeah
Where is the love to be found? (oo-ooh-ooh)
Won't someone tell me?
'Cause my (sweet life) life must be somewhere to be found - (must be somewhere for me)
Instead of concrete jungle (la la-la!)
Where the living is harder (la-la!)

Concrete jungle (la la-la!)
Man you got to do your (la la-la!) best 
Wo-ooh, yeah
No chains around my feet
But I'm not free, oh-ooh!
I know I am bound here in captivity
G'yeah, now - (never, never) I've never known happiness
(never, never) I've never known what sweet caress is
Still, I'll be always laughing like a clown
Won't someone help me? 
'Cause I (sweet life) 
- I've got to pick myself from off the ground (must be somewhere for me), he-yeah! -
In this a concrete jungle (la la-la!)
I said, what do you cry for me (la-la!) now, o-oh!
Concrete jungle (la la-la!), ah, won't you let me be (la la-la!), now
Hey! Oh, now

I said that life (sweet life) - it must be somewhere to be found (must be somewhere for me)
Oh, instead: concrete jungle (la-la!) - collusion (la-la!) - confusion (confusion) 
Eh!

Concrete jungle (la-la!): baby, you've got it in
Concrete jungle (la la-la!), now 
Eh!
Concrete jungle (la la-la!)

What do you stand(?) for me (la-la!), now?

Roses To Reno
Performer(s): Eddy Arnold



Send some roses to Reno
Maybe it's not too late
If the roses reach Reno
Maybe baby will wait

Baby's gone, she's out of sight
It all happened over night
But I long, I should have stayed
And that was yesterday
Before I'd found
Baby's Reno bound

Send some roses to Reno
Maybe it's not too late
If the roses reach Reno
Maybe baby will wait

Never thought she'd say goodbye
Guess my thoughts were all a lie
Baby smiled on me
For just a little while
And baby let me down
Baby's Reno bound

Send some roses to Reno
Maybe it's not too late
If the roses reach Reno
Maybe baby will wait

Et Je M'en Vais
((Adapted from: Then He Kissed Me (The Crystals) - 1963))
((Finnish Version: Jos Mua Pussaat (Mona Carita) - 1979))
Composer(s): Phil Spector - Jeff Barry - Ellie Greenwich - Paul Reiman
Performer(s): Richard Anthony - 1963



Dans ce train qui m'emmène loin
Je me demande pourquoi
Dans le bruit des roues
J'entends comme un écho de sa voix
Je sais qu'elle me mentait
Quand elle me disait qu'elle m'aimait
Et maintenant je l'ai quittée
Je m'en vais
J'avais quand je l'ai connue
Tant d'espoir dans le cœur
Mais j'ai bien compris qu'avec elle
Je n'aurais pas de bonheur
Quand l'autre soir je l'ai trouvée
Dans d'autres bras très fort serrée
Je n'ai pas pu le supporter,
Je m'en vais
Dans la vie quand on s'aperçoit
Qu'une fille ne vous aime plus
Il faut aller chercher ailleurs
L'amour qu'on a perdu
Et moi je sais que je vais découvrir
Un autre amour bien plus fort
Et si ce n'est pas pour demain
Eh bien! je chercherai encore
Tant pis si tout est gâché
Une de perdue dix de retrouvées
Moi, je reprends ma liberté
Je m'en vais
Dans ce train qui s'en va là-bas
Mes souvenirs s'éloignent de moi
Je m'aperçois que je l'oublie déjà

Concrete And Clay
Composer(s): Brian Parker; Tommy Moeller
Performer(s): Unit Four Plus Two



You to me
Are sweet as roses in the morning
And you to me
Are soft as summer rain at dawn, in love we share
That something rare

The sidewalks in the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begins to crumble
But love will never die
Because we'll see the mountains tumble
Before we say goodbye

My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
Mmm, that's the way it's meant to be

All around
I see the purple shades of evening
And on the ground
The shadows fall and once again you're in my arms
So tenderly

The sidewalks in the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begins to crumble
But love will never die
Because we'll see the mountains tumble
Before we say goodbye

My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
Mmm, that's the way it's meant to be

The sidewalks in the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begins to crumble
But love will never die
Because we'll see the mountains tumble
Before we say goodbye

My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
Mmm, that's the way it's meant to be

And that's the way
That's the way it's meant to be

That's the way
(that's the way it's meant to be)
Wo-oh, that's the way
That's the way it's meant to be