If There Were No Dreams
Composer(s): Neil Diamond; Michel Legrand
Performer(s): Neil Diamond



If there were no dreams
and there were no dreamers
then how could I dream you up?
You're still a mystery to me
The way that we love
the life that we're leading
I don't want to give you up
Whatever I have to do, I'll do

Put a mountain there, and I'll tear it down
If it's much too high, then I'll go around
I won't stop for anyone or anything
And I'd love you even if
there were no dreams

If there were no dreams
how could we be lovers?
And how could I need you so?
The reason's clear to even me
I'll know that it's right
You don't need to wonder
If you're up against that wall
I'm gonna be up against it, too

If a mountain's there
we can tear it down
If it's much too high
then we'll go around
We won't stop for anyone or anything
We'd be lovers even if
there were no dreams
Yes, we would
lovers even if there were no dreams

El Universo
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



La noche era una llama
la luna estaba tierna
agosto era un suspiro
de cálidas estrellas

El mar se deshacía
mojando tus caderas
la arena entre tus labios
jugaba con mi lengua

Y empapados de agua y luna
enlazados cuerpo a cuerpo
recorrimos las espumas
hasta el fin del Universo
donde nace el Universo
cuando estalla el Universo
El Universo

Tu piel eran chispazos
de mil aguamarinas
tus pechos me miraban
como ávidas pupilas

Tus muslos extendidos
tenían cierta prisa
tu pubis era un beso
fundido en mi saliva

Y empapados de agua y luna
enlazados cuerpo a cuerpo
recorrimos las espumas
hasta el fin del Universo
donde nace el Universo
cuando estalla el Universo
El Universo

Sentí que me sentías
meciéndote por dentro
las olas eran ritmos
del mismo movimiento

Disuelto en tus entrañas
de líquidos secretos
desentrañaba el nudo
de Dios y su Misterio

Y empapados de agua y luna
enlazados cuerpo a cuerpo
recorrimos las espumas
hasta el fin del Universo
donde nace el Universo
cuando estalla el Universo
El Universo

If There Was A Man
Composer(s): John Barry; Chrissie Hynde
Performer(s): The Pretenders



If there was a man I could dream of
I'd dream about a dream come true
If there was a man I could ever love
I'd wait a million years for someone just like you

All my life I've been belated
Never taking any chances, always hesitating
Where's the pay-off? Where's the glory?
Where's the one I'm holding out for?
Why's he walking through the door, the one that you walk through?
If he isn't you? 

If there was a man I could dream of
I'd dream about a dream come true
If there was a man I could ever love
I'd wait a million years for someone just like you

Happy endings never find me
I put all my fantasies and hopes of love behind me
Saw my moment overdoomed, but
If there was a man out there for me
I wish it would be someone who could love me too
If someone was you

El Ultimo Adios
Composer(s): Emilio Estefan Jr. - Gian Marco Zignago



Ricky Martin:
Se quebró la calma
Y el silencio en ruido se volvió

Alejandro Sanz:
Quedaron desnudos
Nuestra imagen y nuestro dolor

Thalia:
Se mezclaba el cielo

Juan Luis Guerra, Gloria Estefan:
Junto con la calle y el rencor

Celia Cruz:
Nos llenó de miedo

Juan Luis Guerra, Gloria Estefan, Olga Tañon:
Dónde fue el amor

Ricardo Montaner:
Dime si el dolor despierta el alma

Ana Gabriel:
Dime si es capaz de despertar el corazón

Jorge Hernandez, Alicia Villareal:
Ni todo el rencor, ni la venganza

Alejandro Fernandez:
Nos va a poder calmar las ganas
De ver de nuevo aquellas caras

Carlos Vives:
Dime si el dolor abre una puerta

Jaci Velasquez:
Dime si es capaz de despertar el corazón

Jose Luis Rodriguez:
Juzga tú Señor a quién tú quieras

Marco Antonio Solis:
Quién iba a pensar
Que esa mañana era el último

José José, Lucia Mendez:
Adios

Jennifer Lopez:
Nadie va a cambiarnos

Emanuelle:
Nadie nos va hacer perder la fé

Chayanne:
Nadie va a callarnos

Chayanne, Gliberto Santarosa:
Nuestra fuerza vuelve a renacer

Paulina Rubio:
Hoy me siento libre

Beto Cuevas:
Y estamos unidos por amor

Ana Barbara:
Hoy todo ha cambiado

Carlos Ponce:
Creo más en ti

Jon Secada:
Señor

Shakira:
Dime si el dolor despierta el alma

Gian Marco:
Dime si es capaz de despertar el corazón

Luis Fonsi:
Ni todo el rencor, ni la venganza

Yuri, Miguel Bosé:
Nos va a poder calmar las ganas

Wilkins, Giselle, Melina Leon, Ramiro:
De ver de nuevo aquellas caras

Christina Aguilera:
Ohh oh, dime

All:
Dime si el dolor despierta el alma
Dime si es capaz de despertar el corazón
Ni todo el rencor, ni la venganza (oh yeah)
Nos va a poder calmar las ganas
De ver de nuevo aquellas caras

Dime si el dolor abre una puerta
Dime si es capaz de despertar el corazón
(Despertar el corazón)
Juzga tú Señor a quién tú quieras

José Feliciano:
Quién iba a pensar

Alejandro Sanz:
Quién iba a pensar

José Feliciano:
Que esa mañana era el último adios

If There Are Stars In My Eyes
Composer(s): Hoffman; Manning
Performer(s): Teresa Brewer



If there are stars in my eyes you put them there 
Yes you put them there my love when you told me you care
If there's a song on my lips you made it start
Yes you made it start my love when you gave me your heart

I'm on a cloud in the sky way up high in the blue
This only happens to me when I'm with you
If there are stars in my eyes you put them there 
And for you they will always shine now that you're mine

I'm on a cloud in the sky way up high in the blue
This only happens to me when I'm with you
If there are stars in my eyes you put them there 
And for you they will always shine now that you're mine

El Trovador De Barro Negro
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



En el pabellón de mis juguetes
un pequeño trovador de barro negro su laúd ataca
A veces no sé dónde se mete
se hace amigo de las noches, de los perros, de las caminatas

Pero por saberse preferido vuelve a mí
con mañana y sol o con alba gris
Vuelve de las sombras de un secreto que no sé
vuelve de un quizás, vuelve de un tal vez...

Y para mi tañe el laúd
con melodía que parece azul
y para mi cuenta su viaje
y la canción se estrena un traje...
Y para mi tañe el laúd
precipitándolo como un alud
sospecho que su melodía llega de amar la poesía

Suena su versión desesperada
su versión de los misterios que lo animan
su versión del alma
Su canción de amor bate las alas
su país o su emoción llega y camina
su ilusión desarma

Y una vez que acaba la canción queda esperar
que vuelva a partir, que vuelva a llegar
Así me sorprende a ratos el amanecer
soñando que aún siempre va a volver...

Y para mi tañe el laúd
con melodía que parece azul
y para mi cuenta su viaje
y la canción se estrena un traje...
Y para mi tañe el laúd
precipitándolo como un alud
sospecho que su melodía llega de amar la poesía

If The Whole World Stopped Lovin'
Composer(s): Ben Peters
Performer(s): Roy Drusky
and multiple other artists



Have you ever stopped to wonder
What kind of place this would be
If the whole world stopped loving
The way you stopped loving me

If every heart was broken
The way that you broke my own
And the whole world stopped loving
How long would living go on

Hear the church bells in the steeple
As they ring their song through the air
If the whole world stopped loving
There’d be no steeple bells there

The tears would fill the rivers
Till the rivers flooded the sea
If the whole world stopped loving
The way you stopped loving me

El Tren Del Olvido
Composer(s): Willy Chirino
Performer(s): Willy Chirino



Yo estaba desesperado
Aturdido y humillado
Perdido en la selva del amor
Después de su despedida
No encontraba la salida
De mi tristeza y de mi dolor
Necesitaba un pasaje
Para llevarme en un viaje
Que me sacara fuera de aquí
Ya yo estaba decidido
A montar el tren del olvido
Cambiar el rumbo y pensar en mí
Corazón herido, móntate en el tren del olvido
Si te encuentras aburrido
Si nada tiene sentido
Rompe las rejas de tu prisión
Ven y móntate conmigo
Escucha lo que te digo
Y ya verás que tengo razón
Corazón herido, móntate en el tren del olvido
Si te encuentras aburrido
Si nada tiene sentido
Rompe las rejas de tu prisión
Ven y móntate conmigo
Escucha lo que te digo
Y ya verás que tengo razón
Éste es el tren del olvido
Yo me monté y poco a poco me di cuenta
Que con el tiempo se alejaba la tormenta
Y esa carita de Cenicienta
Ya no me engaña
No quiero gente como tú
De tu calaña
¡Fuera de aquí corazón de maniquí!
Ya tu cariño lo maté
Y te digo otra vez nené:
Me extraña que siendo araña…
Te caigas de la pared
Corazón herido, móntate en el tren del olvido
Si te encuentras aburrido
Si nada tiene sentido
Rompe las rejas de tu prisión
Ven y móntate conmigo
Escucha lo que te digo
Y ya verás que tengo razón
Al compás del chacachá del tren
Éste es el tren del olvido
Para gente que el amor
Muchas penas le ha traído
Y no aguantan el dolor
Ven y móntate conmigo
Móntate y ya tú verás
Que en este tren del olvido
Tu vida te cambiará
Y pronto te olvidarás
De aquello que te atormenta
Ven conmigo y ya verás
Que el boleto está a la venta

If The Sergeant Steals Your Rum



If the sergeant steals your rum, never mind
If the sergeant steals your rum, never mind
Though he's just a blinking sot
Let him have the bloody lot
If the sergeant steals your rum, never mind

El Tren Blindado
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



En la ciudad que posee
la isla en el centro
hay un tren
descarrilado (museo
nacional)
que los amantes
fecundan
con sabia del cuerpo
viva ese hierro vencido
por la claridad
Viva ese lecho de amor
gentes que merecen el
amor
pagarán, pagarán por
todo
porque el que merece
suele ser
el que suele tener
deber
bienaventurado ha de
ser
el que siembra para los
otros
el que en la semilla
dejara
un girón de su propio
ser

El tren blindado florece
su estampa de hierro
desde que aquella
guerrilla
le molió la cien
descarrilado por un
manotazo del pueblo
para que un hombre se
viera con una mujer
viva ese lecho de amor

If The House Is Rockin'
Composer(s): Gary Nicholson; Wally Wilson; Michael Henderson
Performer(s): Lee Roy Parnell; Jim Belushi



Hello baby, I'm glad you called
We got a party going on and it's a free for all
I can't quite hear you the music's so loud
Just drive this way 'til you see the crowd
The cars will be parked all up in the yard
The doorbell's busted so knock real hard
No, on second thought 

If the house is rockin' don't bother knocking
If the house is rockin' don't bother knocking
Just step right in and let the fun begin 

We got javalina sausage and crawfish stew
Tennessee whiskey and Texas barbecue
Pretty little girls that know how to dance
Doin' the aligator in their leopard skin pants
Tell everyone we're gettin' down tonight
And the only invitation is the party lights 

If the house is rockin' don't bother knocking
If the house is rockin' don't bother knocking
Just step right in and let the fun begin 

Started out as Uncle Buddy's birthday bash
Then the Angels dropped by and decided to crash
They big, but they're friendly, havin' a ball
Racin' their Harley's up and down the hall
Teachin' everyone the way to have fun
Singin' "Born to be wild" at the top of their lungs 

If the house is rockin' don't bother knocking
If the house is rockin' don't bother knocking
Just step right in and let the fun begin 

Old man came down from across the street
Sayin' ya'll gotta turn down, we can't get no sleep
We found a big band record and we started to groove
Had a few drinks and he was, in the mood
Wife came to the door poundin' and yellin'
Old man smiled, he said, "Shut up Helen"
If the house is rocking don't bother knockin' 

If the house is rockin' don't bother knocking
If the house is rockin' don't bother knocking
Just step right in and let the fun begin

El Tren
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Y se quedó
en la estación
sin entender
por qué el amor
se va en un tren
Sin comprender
por qué su voz
tembló de ayer
cuando llegó el adiós

Ella quiso llorar
pero nadie la entendió
Ella quiso gritar
y la gente no escuchó
ella quiso querer y quedó
tan callada
en un banco de estación

Sentado él
dentro del tren
leyendo un diario
tomó un café
sin comprender
que atrás quedaba
una mujer
enamorada
que sin palabras amó

Ella quiso llorar
pero nadie la entendió
Ella quiso gritar
y la gente no escuchó
Ella quiso querer y quedó
tan callada
en un banco de estación

If That Ain't Country
Composer(s): David Allan Coe; Fred Spears
Performer(s): David Allan Coe



The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
He got some in prison and others in bars
The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime
They looked like tombstones in our yard
And I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean
He sold used parts to make ends meet
Covered with grease from his head to his feet
Cussin' the sweat and the Texas heat and mosquiters
And the neighbors said we lived like hicks
But they brung their cars for pa to fix anyhow
He was veteran-proud tried and true
He'd fought till his heart was black and blue
Didn't know how he'd made it through the hard times
He bought our house on the GI Bill
But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to git it
He drank pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack
Had an old dog that was trained to attack sometimes
He'd get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake
And there wasn't too much that he would take from a stranger
There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs
A house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs
I spent the summertime cuttin' up logs for the winter
Tryin' like the devil to find the Lord
Workin' like a nigger for my room and board
Coal-burin' stove no natural gas if that ain't country I'll kiss your ass
If that ain't country it'll hairlip the pope
If that ain't country it's a damn good joke
I've seen the Grand Ole Opry and I've met Johnny Cash
If that ain't country I'll kiss your ass

Mama sells eggs at a grocery store my oldest sister is a first-rate whore
Dad says she can't come home anymore and he means it
Ma just sits and keeps her silence
Sister she left cause dad got violent and he knows it
Mama she's old far beyond her time
From chopping tobacco and I've seen her cryin'
When blood started flowin' from her calloused hand and it hurt me
She'd just keep workin' tryin' to help the old man
To the end of one row and back again like always
She's been through hell since junior went to jail
When the lights go out she ain't never failed
To get down on her knees and pray because she loves him
Told all the neighbors he was off in the war
Fightin' for freedom he's good to the core and she's proud
Now our place was a graveyard for automobiles
At the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheels
And tires for sale for a dollar or two cash
There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
Me and my family we was livin' proof
The people who forgot about poor white trash
And if that ain't country I'll kiss your ass
If that ain't country...
I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes concerning the great speckled bird
I didn't know God made honky tonk angels and went back to the wild side of life

El Toro
Composer(s): Bernie Baum - Bill Giant - Florence Kaye
First recording/First release: Elvis Presley - 1963



There's a legend of a famous matador
Who went to meet El Toro
Though he fought as he had never done before
He could not beat, El Toro

The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain
And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame

They said time would never heal the many scars
Brought by the great, El Toro
And the bitterness that burned deep in his heart
Caused him to hate, El Toro

The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain
And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame

So one night, when no-one was on sight
The matador, went to finish the score
In the lonely fields, beneath the pale moonlight
He fought the bull... and they fought once more

When they found the matador and saw him dying
He'd never see tomorrow
Now they say that on the spot where he was lying
Still walks the proud El Toro

The bull El Toro, brought him defeat and pain
And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame...

If Tears Were Gold
(Swedish Version: Om Tarar Vore Guld)
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog



The birds sing, flowers are in bloom
Everything is just like it was before
But you're not here, though I still remember you
I can't forget that I was once your wife

How you can still miss someone!
I think of all the happy times
How can a story as beautiful as ours
Suddenly come to an end after so many years?

I would have millions if tears were gold
I can never forget you
A little argument became our parting, it was all my fault
I'll never fall in love again
I would have millions if tears were gold
Now I'm just a friend

Is there any meaning for everything that's happened?
The questions I ask get no answer
Why was fate so hard on the two of us?
Everything changed when I watched you go

I would have millions if tears were gold
I can never forget you
A little argument became our parting, it was all my fault
I'll never fall in love again
I would have millions if tears were gold
Now I'm just a friend

El Torero
Performer(s): Raphael



Lejos del redondel que es un ascua de luz
Abatido y sin fe, con los brazos en cruz
Sobre el lecho olvidado muriéndose está
Por un río de sangre su vida se va
En el suelo su traje de fiesta quedó
Todo sucio de polvo, bañado en sudor
Y es mayor que su herida el inmenso dolor
De escuchar los aplausos para el vencedor
Bajo el sol de la tarde triunfal continúa la fiesta
Nadie vuelve a pensar que un valiente cayó
Y que ya nunca más con su traje de luces
Pisará el redondel derrochando valor
Nunca más sentirá los 'oles' de la gente
Ni los gritos ardientes su triunfo aclamarán
Y ya no ha de escuchar el marcial pasodoble
Que le invita a luchar y a vencer con honor

If Teardrops Were Pennies
Composer(s): Carl Butler
Performer(s): Carl Smith
and multiple other artists



If teadrops were pennies
And heartaches were gold
I'd have all the treasures
My pockets could hold

I'd be, oh, so wealthy
With treasure untold
If teardrops were pennies
And heartaches were gold

An acre of diamonds
I'd offer to you
A solid gold mansion
An airplane or two

This whole world would be yours
To have and to hold
If teardrops were pennies
And heartaches were gold

The tears that have fallen
Won't buy you a thing
The heartaches you caused me
Won't pay for a ring

The love that I wanted
Would not have grown cold
It teardrops were pennies
And heartaches were gold

If teardrops were pennies
And heartaches were gold
I'd have all the treasures
My pockets could hold

I'd be, oh, so wealthy
With treasure untold
If teardrops were pennies
And heartaches were gold

El Tiempo Está A Favor De Los Pequeños
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



El tiempo está a favor de los pequeños
de los desnudos, de los olvidados
el tiempo está a favor de buenos sueños
y se pronuncia a golpe saturado
El Salvador y el tiempo
la suma del coraje
se han convertido en sol violento
y han emprendido claro viaje

La noche se enriquece de secretos
la oscuridad del mundo es compañera
preparadora del duro esqueleto
que deberá nacer del alba nueva
las sombras de las calles
son cómplices del día
Y por la loma y por el valle
viene quemando la alegría

Y Roque y los demás están atentos
con la absorta pupila de lo eterno
dando voces de amor a cuatro vientos
y apurando las ruinas del infierno

El Salvador desborda
las cúspides del mundo
y colosal se eleva y borda
con mi estrellas Farabundo

If Swing Goes, I Go Too
Composer(s): Fred Astaire; Harry Warren
Performer(s): Fred Astaire
and multiple other artists



I’m all worried I’m upset
I just heard the worst news yet
Some old fogey wants to ration swing
Says your psyche won’t survive
If you dance to that jump and jive
I can’t help it if I shout and sing
They can take away my breakfast
They can take away my lunch
But there’s just one thing
That they can’t take
That’s the rhythm of the swing band bunch
I like my music
And I like it high
If I try to shake it down
Then I just wanna die
What’s this talk about waltzes
Taking the place of swing
I don’t like waltzes
If they cancel my soap operas
I’ll make it through
They can take away most anything
But if swing goes I go too
Some think rappin’ is racy
It makes them lose their minds
Me, I’ll stick with Basie
They can take away the polka
That dance I’ll never do
They can take away most anything
Anything and everything
But if swing goes I go too

El Tiempo En Las Bastillas
Composer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Dicen que el tiempo guarda en las bastillas
las cosas que el hombre olvidó
lo que nadie escribió
aquello que la historia nunca presintió

Y vuelan las gaviotas a la tierra
trayendo la vida que han robado al mar
¿ A quién le importará…?
que las gaviotas vuelen la historia del mar…

Guarda el tiempo en las bastillas
unas cuantas semillas que entrega una canción
pero hay un lugar donde el olvido floreció

Guardan polvo las bastillas
el tiempo unas semillas, quizá una canción
pero quién guardará las cosas
que no son de Dios…

Y buscan las hormigas por la tierra
migas, migas hasta hacer un pan
¿A quién le importará…?
que las hormigas miguen su propia verdad

Y nace mi canción desde el cemento
una flor que en el desierto morirá
y el canto de un zorzal
se perderá en el ruido de la gran ciudad

Guarda el tiempo en las bastillas
unas cuantas semillas que entrega una canción
pero hay un lugar donde el olvido floreció

Guardan polvo las bastillas
el tiempo unas semillas, quizá una canción
pero quién guardará las cosas que no son de Dios…