Bien Plus Fort
Composer(s): Gérard Bourgeois; Jean-Max Rivière
First performance by: Téréza - 1966



Bien plus fort que le vent et plus grand que la terre
Est ton amour pour moi, est mon amour pour toi
Aujourd'hui et demain et toujours

Bien plus rouge que le sang et plus dur que la pierre
Est ton amour pour moi, est mon amour pour toi
Aujourd'hui et demain, mon amour

Alors ouvre tes bras, emmène-moi loin d'ici
Je veux vivre avec toi
Et rire avec ta bouche et pleurer de tes yeux
Et chanter et danser et te savoir heureux

Plus brûlant que le feu et plus doux que la pluie
Est ton amour pour moi, est mon amour pour toi
Aujourd'hui et demain et toujours

Bien plus loin que la vie et par dessus la mort
Est ton amour pour moi, est mon amour pour toi
Aujourd'hui et demain, mon amour
Mon amour… mon amour… mon amour…

Per Una Lira
Composer(s): Mogol; Lucio Battisti
Performer(s): Lucio Battisti



Per una lira io vendo tutti i sogni miei
per una lira ci metto sopra pure lei
È un affare sai
basta ricordare
di non amare
di non amare
Amico caro se c'è qualcosa che non va
se ho chiesto troppo tu dammi pure la metà
È un affare sai
basta ricordare
di non amare
di non amar
Per una lira io vendo tutto ciò che ho
Per una lira io so che lei non dice no
Ma se penso che
Tu sei un buon amico
non te lo dico
meglio per te
Ma se penso che
Tu sei un buon amico
non te lo dico oh no
Meglio per te (ad libitum)

Sing Me A Song With Social Significance
Performer(s): Barbra Streisand



I'm tired of moon-songs of star and of June songs
They simply make me nap
And ditties romantic drive me nearly frantic
I think they're all full of pap

History's making, nations are quaking
Why sing of stars above
For while we are waiting father time's creating
New things to be singing of

Sing me a song with social significance
All other tunes are taboo
I want a ditty with heat in it
Appealing with feeling and meat in it!

Sing me a song with social significance
Or you can sing 'til you're blue
Let meaning shine from ev'ry line
Or I won't love you

Sing me of wars and sing me of breadlines
Tell me of front page news
Sing me of strikes and last minute headlines
Dress your observation in syncopation!

Sing me a song with social significance
There's nothing else that will do
It must get hot with what is what
Or I won't love you

I want a song that's satirical
And putting the mere into miracle
It must be packed with social fact
or I won't love you

Sing me of kings and conf'rences martial
Tell me of mills and mines
Sing me of courts that aren't impartial
What's to be done with 'em tell me in rhythm

Sing me a song with social significance
there's nothing else that will do
It must be tense with common sense
or I won't love you

Per Te Armenia
French Title: Pour Toi Arménie
Composer(s): Lo Vecchio; Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Nascerà primavera e poi
tornerà l'alba che non hai
l'inferno che adesso c'è
non rimarrà, non vincerà
per te, Armenia
canterà, noi si canterà
e da qua ricomincerà
l'orrore che adesso è in te
Dio lo vedrà, provvederà
per te, Armenia
Il mondo è con te
barriere non ce n'è
la solidarietà, no, non ti mancherà
rifiorirai, vedrai

Nascerà primavera e poi
tornerà l'alba che non hai
l'inferno che adesso c'è
non rimarrà, non vincerà
per te, Armenia
canterà, noi si canterà
e da qua ricomincerà
l'orrore che adesso è in te
Dio lo vedrà, provvederà
per te, Armenia

La maledetta sorte tua
ti ha spazzato via
cosi sia 
Tu rivivrai
e la fiamma che è in te
più forte si alzerà
e griderà che viva sei

Nascerà primavera e poi
tornerà l'alba che non hai
l'inferno che adesso c'è
non rimarrà, non vincerà
per te, Armenia
canterà, noi si canterà
e da qua ricomincerà
l'orrore che adesso è in te
Dio lo vedrà 
Dio lo vedrà
provvederà, provvederà
per te Armenia 
Armenia

Ne Vois-Tu Pas
Composer(s): Pierre Brenner; Roland Schweizer 
First performance by: Madeleine Pascal - 1966



Ne vois-tu pas qu'à présent je ne suis plus une enfant?
Ne vois-tu pas que les années ont passé?
Depuis le temps, mon cœur aussi a grandi
Et je t'aime autrement qu'en amie

Ne vois-tu pas chaque fois que tu me prends par le bras?
Ne vois-tu pas que je m'appuie contre toi?
Quand tu m'embrasses, on dirait bien, j'en ai peur
Que l'on est, toi et moi, frère et sœur

On dit que l'amour est aveugle
Mais moi, je crois qu'il est sourd comme toi
Il est vrai je suis toute seule quand je te dis ça

Ne vois-tu pas qu'à présent je ne suis plus une enfant?
Ne vois-tu pas que les années ont passé?
Au fond de moi, l'amour aussi a grandi
Et je t'aime autrement qu'en amie

Ne vois-tu pas cette fois que je t'ai pris par le bras?
Ne vois-tu pas que tu t'appuies contre moi?
Le premier pas - j'ai dû le faire avant toi
Et tu m'aimes depuis ce jour-là
Et l'on s'aime depuis ce jour-là

Per Incanto E Per Amore
Composer(s): Claudio Baglioni
Performer(s): Claudio Baglioni



Fa che il tempo di un uomo non sia un istante e poi via
che non lascia mai niente di sé
nella storia di tutta la povera gente

e che un semplice abbraccio non sia solo un frutto d'inverno
ma un soffio d'eterno
perché sia così

come un canto del cuore
come per incanto e per amore

fa che il senso di un uomo non sia la paura di amare
o la scia di una barca legata che non prende il mare

e che questa vecchia ribelle speranza non sia più l'assurda
distanza
tra gli occhi e le stelle
perché sia così

come un canto del cuore
come per incanto e per amore

fa che il viaggio di un uomo non sia la bugia di una meta
ma la verità della strada più lunga e segreta

e che un pugno di riso non sia solo un altro abbandono
ma almeno la via verso un altro sorriso un perdono
e che sia così

e l'incanto e l'incanto

fa che il cielo di un uomo non sia
questa notte infinita ma un'alba di vita
su tutta la terra perché un'altra guerra è finita
in un mondo senza più ingiustizia far pace
di un sogno di pace e amicizia
perché sia così

come un canto del cuore
come per incanto e per amore

fa che il tuo prossimo sia non soltanto chi già ti sta accanto
anche il prossimo che verrà qui per incanto
fa che sia così

Sing Low, Sweet Cheerio
Performer(s): Alice Cooper



Forget, remember nothing
The force came from the flame
I pass along the path inside
My light shining always
We'll get there first a name cried out
And looked back all the way
Recall falling down a lot of time was spent that way
But this story staring me has already begun
'Cuz I had some vision in my sight
On the journey to be one
Help me, help please, help me please
The screaming starts again
But the trick I find something hid
You look, you find, I win
While working while the play was on
The play was alright then
Think thoughts, big thoughts
Take off and go back again next week
Right then my story ended
And a new one had begun
'Cuz I had some vision in my sight
On the journey to be one

Per Elisa
Composer(s): Alice; Franco Battiato; Giusto Pio
Performer(s): Alice;
and various other artists



Per Elisa
vuoi vedere che perderai anche me
Per Elisa
non sai più distinguere che giorno è
e poi, non è nemmeno bella
Per Elisa
paghi sempre tu e non ti lamenti
per lei ti metti in coda per le spese
e il guaio è che non te ne accorgi
Con Elisa
guardi le vetrine e non ti stanchi
lei ti lascia e ti riprende come e quando vuole
lei riesce solo a farti male
Vivere, vivere, vivere non è più vivere
lei ti ha plagiato, ti ha preso anche la dignità
Fingere, fingere, fingere non sai più fingere
senza di lei, senza di lei ti manca l'aria
Senza Elisa
non esci neanche a prendere il giornale
con me riesci solo a dire due parole
ma noi, un tempo ci amavamo
Con Elisa
guardi le vetrine e non ti stanchi
lei ti lascia e ti riprende come e quando vuole
lei riesce solo a farti male
Vivere, vivere, vivere non è più vivere
lei ti ha plagiato, ti ha preso anche la dignità
Fingere, fingere, fingere non sai più fingere
senza di lei, senza di lei ti manca l'aria
Vivere non è più vivere
Per Elisa, con Elisa!

Sing Joy Spring
Composer(s): Clifford Brown; Jon Hendricks
Performer(s): The Manhattan Transfer



We sing a spring
(Sing joy spring)
A rare and most mysterious spring
(This most occult thing)
Is buried deep in the soul
(It's story never has been told)

The joy spring, the fountain of pleasure
Is deep inside you whether you're diggin' it or not
Once you're aware of this spring
You'll know that it's the greatest
Treasure you've got
And furthermore
The joy spring, the bounteous treasure
Cannot be bartered away and never
Can be sold
Nothing can take it from you
It's yours and yours alone to have
And to hold
And something more
It never is lost to fire or theft
It's always around
When trouble is gone the pleasure
Is left I've always found
It's burglar-proof same as the treasure
Man lays up in heaven worth a
Price no one can measure
that says a lot
So joy spring this fountain of pleasure
That's deep inside you let me inform
You in all truth *(to Coda second time)
Ponce de Leon sought this
When he was searchin' for the fountain of youth

Ol' Ponce de Leon laughed so much he
Never did find the magic fountain
But many people with a well-adjusted
Spirit they could hear it when y'told
'em it was there tellin' them was
Like tellin' it on the mountain

It's quite a lift havin' the gift of
laughter I'm a man who knows in a
minute I can tell y'just exactly how the story goes
It involves a firm conviction in another
previous life givin' your mind a chance to fly
Fly aroun' the universe investigatin' other
galaxies n' certain other subtle
types o'life tryin' t'dig it gettin'
pretty well-acquainted with a lot of
other strife an' pretty much acquirin'
yourself plenty of education
pretty soon here comes earth birth
'n then y'ready t'put it all t'work
but soon as you're finished bein' born
you start forgettin' what you knew
'Cause you're another kinda you - a
reincarnation manifestation
of spirit in sensation

Y'really got that right
The average person isn't bright
not so bright that they recall the fatal fall
down here t' this earth
their minds disguise their death to spirit
life and call it birth
that's their reason for forgetting and they
find it very upsetting when reminded
tell 'em they've lived before
They'll show y' the nearest open door
Gotta have feelin' while dealin' with
walkers in their sleep
they can't imagine somethin' as deep

Here they come - here they come - there they are
Unimaginative and ignorant of falling from a star
Here they come - there they are - there they go
Life is over in a minute an' they never dug
it in it or enjoy a minute of it
'cause they put too much above it
that was gross
somethin' that was worth a couple bucks
at mos'

So there is the reason that the maker of man
included there in his plan
A certain fountain deep within'
where there was laughter, youth 'n gold
for human beings t'have 'n hold
'n share the memory of where we've all been

Brothers called Grimm knew chances were slim'
Anybody would dig that the human soul
was Snow White
and the Seven Dwarfs were seven tempers
in man
whose digging out the gold completes
the plan
An Bacon was hip that Shakespeare
couldn't read
and so he gave him all the rhymes
that have lasted through the years
and kept eternal truths alive through
several centuries
That's how we know them now
they lasted 'cause they're true

What was it from "MacBeth?"
"Life's but a walking shadow
a player poor
that struts and frets upon the stage
and's seen no more
A tale that truly has an idiotic ring
That's full of lotsa sound and fury
signifying nothing..."

That's right signifying nothing
I'll repeat it! Nothing
Don't forget it - Nothing
And that's the reason for that spring
of joy
That the Father put inside of every
single girl and boy

Show time! Everyone's on
let's hit the stage
It's show time everyone an' proceed
to act your age

Whatever you're frownin' at is funny
enough f'laughin'
so you're wastin' all your humor on a frown
While you're bringin' your spirit down

You gotta book yourself a comic in your act
without some laughter life's a maudlin
farce 'n that's a fact

Once you know about the spring you always can smile
It becomes your one expression
and you're always wearin' it like the
Buddhas do

(Repeat Intro to *)
(Coda)
Ponce de Leon sought this
When he was searchin'
for the fountain of youth
I say in truth he
sought a magical thing
For he was searchin'
for the joy spring

Per Averti
Composer(s): Gianni Bella; Mogol
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano



Girasoli a testa in giù
avviliti come me
come posso immaginare
tutta la vita senza te

per averti
farei di tutto
tranne perdere la stima di me stesso
e se è questo
che tu mi chiedi
io ti perdo ma stavolta resto in piedi
anche se qui dentro me qualcosa muore

si per averti - per averti
farei di tutto
ma rinuncio con dolore
si per averti - farei di tutto
ma non ti voglio, non ti voglio
senza amore

Tu due cuori non li hai
e a me non basta la metà
se tu scegliere non sai
scelgo io che male fa...

Ma senza voglia
e senza futuro
vado incontro tutto solo a un cielo nero

Io non mi vendo
ma sto morendo
morsicato da un serpente e senza siero
disperato ma però un uomo vero

Si per averti farei di tutto
ma non voglio avere un animo più brutto
si per averti farei di tutto
tranne perdere la stima di me stesso

per averti
farei di tutto
tranne perdere la stima di me stesso
e se è questo
che tu mi chiedi
io ti perdo ma stavolta resto in piedi
anche se qui dentro me qualcosa muore

si per averti - per averti
farei di tutto
ma rinuncio con dolore
si per averti - farei di tutto
ma non ti voglio, non ti voglio
senza amore

coro:
si per averti farei di tutto

Nygammal Vals (Hip Man Svinaherde) 
First performance by: Lill Lindfors & Svante Thuresson - 1966



För länge sedan i världen fanns
En svinaherde, en stenhipp man
Och en prinsessa, stolt jungfru hon var
En dag möttes de och han steg fram och sa

Kors i karamellen, vilken schysst mam'sell du verkar vara
Titta vilken klänning, jätteklämmig
Är det maskerad, va?
Stick iväg från stigen, du var mig en osedvanlig lurk
Jag är prinsessa, ganska så sipp
Jag heter kunnigunda, konungens gull
Du, simma långsamt, var lite hipp
Hör när jag trummelummar på min kastrull

Digga digga pop...

Tjong i medaljongen, en så'n festlig sång du trumma' nyss, va?
Lär du bara mig att trummelumma får du mun min kyssa
Mun har varje jänta, kan man inte tänka sig en slant?
Dricker ur bäcken, lever av mull
Har man en slant på fickan kan man stå lull
Du var en fräck en, får inget gull
Men jag vill trummelumma på din kastrull

Digga digga pop...

Klang i kantarellen, det var väldans, bruden har visst bråttom
Vad i hela friden ser du i den? Grytor finns det gott om
Grytan där den låter skönt, den ljuder grönt, en lajbans klang
Vi gör ett avtal, ta't eller stick
Jag blir hipp svinaherde, du kungens gull
Jag som prinsessa? Visst man är hipp
Ta då min trummelumma, ta min kastrull

Han som prinsessa, hipp man i clips
Hivades ut från hovet av en patrull
Hon svinaherde, sipp brud i slips
Gjorde var männ'ska galen, spelte kastrull
Döden i grytan byta bort sin kastrull

Pequeno Claro De Luna
((Adapted from: Tintarella Di Luna (by Mina) - 1959))
Composer(s): Bruno DeFilippi - Franco Migliacci
Performer(s): Dalida - 1960
Versions In Other Languages:
1960 - Le Petit Clair De Lune (by Dalida)
1960 - Banho De Lua (by Celly Campelo)



Tintarella di luna
Paliducha te has quedado
Porque siempre estás de noche
Como gato en el tejado
Cada vez que hay luna llena
Tú, te vuelves cándida 

Tintarella di luna
Que te has vuelto delicada
Como flor de invernadero
De la noche enamorada
Cada vez que hay luna llena
Tu te vuelves cándida

Tin, tin, tin baños de luna
Tin, tin, tin mágica luz
No existe ninguna cándida como tú

Tintarella di luna
Paliducha te has quedado
Porque siempre estás de noche
Como gato en el tejado
Cada vez que hay luna llena
Tú te vuelves cándida

Tin, tin, tin baños de luna
Tin, tin, tin mágica luz
No existe ninguna cándida como tú

Tintarella di luna
Paliducha te has quedado
Porque siempre estás de noche
Como gato en el tejado
Cada vez que hay luna llena
Tú, te vuelves cándida
Cada vez que hay luna llena
Tú, te vuelves cándida

Sing It Pretty, Sue
Composer(s): Johnny Cash
Performer(s): Johnny Cash



So you gave up all between us
For a glamourous career
And with all your talent you should be
The big star of the year
Then you'll be public property
So I release my claim to you
Go on and give 'em all you've got
Sing it pretty, Sue

I can't take just part of you
And give the world a half
So smile for all the papers
And give 'em autographs
Go on to all the cities
So your public can see you
But I'll watch on television
So sing it pretty, Sue

I hope you'll soon be on the top
Of every hit parade
I'll try to be excited
'Bout the progress that you've made
I'll collect your pictures
Like any fan would do
And I'll buy all your records
So sing it pretty, Sue

But I won't ever tell a soul
That we have ever met
I'll just be one of millions
Who'll give the praise you get
And maybe every year or so
I'll drop a card to you
To tell you I'm still listening
So sing it pretty, Sue

Pequeñas Cosas
Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo



Pequeña estrella, gota de luz
como es la paz, dímelo tú
vuela paloma, sin descansar
tus alas llevan, la libertad
A veces me pregunto
porque guardamos todos
oculta tras un velo la verdad
si ella nace con el sol
crece junto a cada flor
y madura alrededor
de pequeñas cosas
Navega el río, muere en el mar
como a mi vida, te veo pasar
A veces me pregunto
porque guardamos todos
oculta tras un velo la verdad
si ella nace con el sol
crece junto a cada flor
y madura alrededor
de pequeñas cosas
De pequeñas cosas

Sing For Your Supper 
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Lorenz Hart
Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas
and multiple other artists



Hawks and crows do lots of things
but the canary only sings
She is a courtesan on wings
So I've heard
Eagles and storks are twice as strong
All the canary knows is song
But the canary gets along
Guilded bird!

Sing for your supper
And you'll get breakfast
Songbirds always eat
If their song is sweet to hear

Sing for your luncheon
And you'll get dinner
Dine with wine of choice
If romance is in your voice

I heard from a wise canary
Trilling makes a fellow willing
So, little swallow, swallow now
Now is the time to

Sing for your supper
And you'll get breakfast
Songbirds are not dumb
They don't buy a crumb
Of bread
It's said
So sing and you'll be fed

Pequeña Serenata Diurna
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez;
and various other artists



Vivo en un país libre
cual solamente puede ser libre
en esta tierra, en este instante
y soy feliz porque soy gigante
Amo a una mujer clara
que amo y me ama
sin pedir nada
o casi nada
que no es lo mismo
pero es igual
Y si esto fuera poco
tengo mis cantos
que poco a poco
muelo y rehago
habitando el tiempo
como le cuadra
a un hombre despierto
Soy feliz
soy un hombre feliz
y quiero que me perdonen
por este día
los muertos de mi felicidad

Sing For The Song
Composer(s): Bob Gibson
Performer(s): Harry Belafonte



Oh sometimes you sing for the money
Sometimes you sing for the show
Sometimes you sing for those dewy eyed darlings
It still makes them cry don't you know

One time you sang for the glory
But the glory didn't last very long
From the haze to the stage back to the days
When you used to sing for the song

Sing for the song boys
Just like you did when you stood on that corner
and didn't even feel the cold
Sing for the song boys
Just like you did before all of the cocaine
And flash bulbs and bright painted ladies 
that haunted your soul

Sing for the song boys
Just like you did when you stood on that corner
and didn't even feel the cold
Sing for the song boys
Just like you did before all of the cocaine
And flash bulbs and bright painted ladies 
that haunted your soul

Comes the time when you don't make much money
And you don't put on much of a show
And those dewy eyed darlings
Next week will be crying 
For somebody else don't you know
Now your tune is becoming your burden
Words are all twisted and wrong
And the song that you sell
Don't taste quite as well
As when you used to sing for the song

Sing for the song boys
Just like you did when you stood on that corner
and didn't even feel the cold
Sing for the song boys
Just like you did before all of the cocaine
And flash bulbs and bright painted ladies 
that haunted your soul

Sing for the song boys
Just like you did when you stood on that corner
and didn't even feel the cold
Sing for the song boys
Just like you did before all of the cocaine
And flash bulbs and bright painted ladies 
that haunted your soul

Peppermint Twist
Composer(s): Joey Dee & The Starliters; Harry Glover
Performer(s): Joey Dee & The Starliters



Well they've got a new dance and it goes like this
(Bop shoo-op, a bop bop shoo-op)
Yeah the name of the dance is Peppermint Twist
(Bop shoo-op, a bop bop shoo-op)
Well you like it like this, the Peppermint Twist

It goes round and round, up and down
Round and round, up and down
Round and round and a up and down
And a one two three kick, one two three jump

Well meet me baby down at 45th street
Where the Peppermint Twisters meet
And you'll learn to do this, the Peppermint Twist

It's alright, all night, it's alright
It's okay, all day, it's okay
You'll learn to do this, the Peppermint Twist
Yeah, yeah

Sing Child 
Composer(s): Roger Fisher; Steve Fossen; Nancy Wilson; Ann Wilson
Performer(s): Heart



Sing child sing
Sing child sing
Melody Maker
Giver and taker
Heartbreaker
He want to sing I know
Try it again
Sooner or later
He gonna break down and sing

Holy junkie
Funky monkey
Everybody calls him honey
He gonna sing I know
He don't want to play that game
He gotta play that game
Oh, honey, honey, honey
You got to come down and sing

Dreamer
Machiner
What will you ever do when you blow a fuse
Don't want to stay here
Honey roll
Sooner or later
You've gotta get down and sing
Sing child 

Pépito
Composer(s): T. Taylor; Jonathon Truscott
Performer(s): André Bourvil



Pépito est malheureux, il traîne un cœur douloureux
Il y a des larmes, des milliers de larmes dans ses yeux
Pépito est amoureux, mais aucun de ses aveux
Ne touche la belle, à l'âme cruelle
C'est un miséreux qui s'en va
Portant dans ses bras, son amie: sa guitare

Pépito est malheureux, mais quand pour les amoureux
Chaque soir il chante, les mots qu'il invente, st joyeux
Pour 4 pièces d'argent, la sérénade est donnée
Pour remplacer Don Juan qui voudra se faire aimer
Et ce soir il chantera
Pour celle qui l'oublie dans d'autres bras

Pépito est malheureux, mais il doit jouer le jeu
Il chante quand même en cachant la peine de ses yeux
Pépito est amoureux, ce qu'il fait est dangereux
Car sa ritournelle sera pour la belle un dernier adieux
Mais demain, pour d'autres refrains, il prendra sa guitare
Pépito sur ton chemin, une fille te tend la main
Encore bien plus belle, déjà tu l'appel ton destin

Pepito mi corazon, pepito de mis amores
Cantame a mi, cantame a mi con amor
Pepito eres mi vida, mi carinio mi querido
Nunca he comprendido... porque intereso ti
Quiere me, quiere me, mese me, entre tus brazos
Pepito mi corazon, dame mas de tu carinio
Cantame asi, cantame asi, con amor