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  • 09-03-1989
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    Smoke Gets In Your Eyes
    (Italian Version: Fumo Negli Occhi - 1936)
    Composer(s): Otto Harbach; Jerome Kern
    First performance by: Tamara Drasin - 1933
    Covered by multiple other artists



    They asked me how I knew my true love was true
    I of course replied "something here inside cannot be denied"
    They said "someday you'll find all who love are blind"
    When your heart's on fire, you must realize smoke gets in your eyes
    So I chaffed them and I gaily laughed to think they could doubt my love
    Yet today my love has flown away, I am without my love

    Now laughing friends deride tears I cannot hide
    So I smile and say "when a lovely flame dies, smoke gets in your eyes"

    (smoke gets in your eyes, smoke gets in your eyes)

    Smoke-gets-in-your-Eyes



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Pocket Of A Clown
    Composer(s): Dwight Yoakam
    Performer(s): Dwight Yoakam; Raul Malo



    Inside the pocket of a clown
    Is a sad place to hang around
    Just watching smiles turn into frowns
    Inside the pocket of a clown

    Inside the heartache of a fool
    You'll learn things they don't teach in school
    And lessons there can be real cruel
    Inside the heartache of a fool

    Hollow lies
    Make a thin disguise
    As little drops of truth
    Fall from your eyes

    Hollow lies
    Make a thin disguise
    As little drops of truth
    Fall from your eyes

    Inside a memory from the past
    Lives every love that didn't last
    And sweet dreams can start to fade real fast
    Inside a memory from the past



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    08-03-1989
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    We'll Live It All Again
    First performance by: Al Bano & Romina Power - 1976



    I remember your face
    When the first time we kissed
    How you stardet to blush
    What you said
    When you touched my hand
    And the drives to the beach
    With the sand on my feet
    What we drew on the shore
    It's as it were yesterday

    Mi ricordo quei giorni
    Fino all'alba l'amore
    Le tue bambole antiche
    Sorridevano insiame a te
    E I tuoi corti vestiti
    Come prati fioriti
    Che distesi nel vento
    Mi ridavano la liberà

    I'd live it all again
    Anch'io lo rivivrei
    Anch'io lo rivivrei
    We'll live it all again

    When we had our first babe
    How we found her new games
    How she smiled when she saw me
    And the first time she called you dad
    All the good times we had
    Although some they were bad
    Through the laughter and pain
    But the feeling was always there

    Mi ricordo quei tempi
    Quante giuste canzoni
    Quante maschere in giro
    E tu sola vicino a me
    Solitudine in due
    E cent'anni son pochi
    Se vivessi di nuovo
    Io ti sempre risceglierei

    I'd live it all again...



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    Pocket Calculator
    Composer(s): Karl Bartos; Ralf Hütter; Emil Schult
    Performer(s): Kraftwerk;
    and various other artists



    I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
    I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
    I am adding and subtracting
    I'm controlling and composing
    I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
    I'm the operator with my pocket calculator

    I am adding and subtracting
    I'm controlling and composing
    By pressing down a special key, it plays a little melody
    By pressing down a special key, it plays a little melody

    I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
    I'm the operator with my pocket calculator



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    07-03-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Smoke From Your Cigarette
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    Smoke From Your Cigarette
    Composer(s): Harold Johnson
    Performer(s): Lillian Leach & The Mellows; The Belmonts



    Smoke from your cigarette clouds my eyes
    Things that you speak of make me realize
    That you've found someone else to take my place
    In your heart, in your heart

    There was a time you would say
    I was the only one who could bring
    Happiness to you or anyone
    But now those days are gone

    Gone are the days when we would say
    We were meant for each other
    Gone are the days, those wonderful days
    When on you kisses I would smother

    Smoke from your cigarette clouds my eyes
    Please don't say it, darling, won't you realize
    And tell me you'll forgive me
    Before those days are gone, gone



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Pobre De Mí
    Composer(s): Agustín Lara
    Performer(s): Javier Solís;
    and various other artists



    Sol de mi vida luz de mis ojos
    siente mis manos como acarician tu tersa piel
    Mis pobres manos, alas quebradas
    crucificadas, crucificadas bajo tus pies

    Abre tus brazos maravillosos
    y entre sollozos bébete mi alma que es para ti
    Qué culpa tengo de ser tan tuyo
    de que tu orgullo sea mi condena, pobre de mí

    Abre tus brazos maravillosos
    y entre sollozos bébete mi alma que es para ti
    Qué culpa tengo de ser tan tuyo
    de que tu orgullo sea mi condena, pobre de mí



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    06-03-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Sobran Las Palabras
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    Sobran Las Palabras
    Composer(s): Braulio A. Garcia
    First performance by: Braulio - 1976



    A veces, hasta sobran las palabras
    cuando se trata de hablar sencillamente de amor
    y prefiero la elocuencia de un silencio
    a esa frase desgastada, que a nada suena en mi voz
    Ya sé que tú puedes creer
    que a mí me falta el interés
    pero a veces las promesas más fervientes
    sólo tratan de ocultar que está muriendo el amor

    Amor, amor, mi amor (amor, amor)
    tendrías que aceptarme así
    si ves que no me gusta conversar
    aprende a interpretar mi ausencia

    Amor, amor, mi amor (amor, amor)
    es todo cuanto sé decir
    amar es algo más que hacer reír
    yo sé que llenaré tu vida de amor (amor, amor)

    A veces, hasta sobran las palabras
    cuando se trata de hablar sencillamente de amor
    y el gesto, que hasta pasa inadvertido
    puede ser más importante que un juramento ante Dios

    Amor, amor, mi amor (amor, amor)
    tendrías que aceptarme así
    si ves que no me gusta conversar
    aprende a interpretar mi ausencia

    Amor, amor, mi amor (amor, amor)
    tendrías que aceptarme así
    es todo cuanto sé decir
    amor, amor



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    PMS Blues
    Composer(s): Dolly Parton
    Performer(s): Dolly Parton



    Eve you wicked woman, you done put your curse on me
    Why didn't you just leave that apple hangin' in the tree
    You make us hate our husbands, our lovers and our boss
    Why I can't even count the good friends I've already lost
    'Cause of... PMS blues, PMS blues!!
    I don't even like myself, but it's something I can't help
    I got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS blues
    Most times I'm easy going, some say I'm good as gold
    But when I'm PMS I tell ya, I turn mean and cold you
    Those not afflicted with it are affected just the same
    Poor old men didn't have to grin and say "I feel your pain"
    PMS blues... PMS blues...
    You know you must forgive us for we care not what we do
    I got those can't stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues

    But you know we can't help it
    We don't even know the cause
    But as soon as this part's over, then comes the menopause
    Oh, Lord... Oh, Lord...
    We're going to always be a heap of fun
    Like the devil
    Taking over my body, suffering, suffering, suffering
    Everybody's suffering, huh?

    But a woman had to write this song, a man would be scared to
    Lest he be called a chauvenist or just fall victim to
    Those.... PMS blues!!!
    You know we'd kill for less than that PMS blues!!!!
    You don't want to cross my path
    Cause a pitbull ain't no match or these teeth a clenchin'
    Fluid retention
    Head a swellin', can't stop yellin'
    Got no patience, I'm so hateful
    PMS blues, premenstrual syndrome
    Got those moods a swingin', tears a slingin'
    Nothin' fits me when it hits me
    Rantin', ravin', misbehavin' PMS blues!!!!

    It's the only time in my life I ever think about wishing I'd been a man
    But you know that only means one thing
    If I'd have been a man, I'd be somewhere right this very minute
    With some old cranky, naggin', raggin' hateful woman
    With those old... PMS blues... PMS blues

    I don't want to talk about it, we both could do without it
    Got those treat your kids bad, don't you talk back
    Gone ballistic, unrealistic
    Awful lowdown, bitch to be around... PMS blues!!!



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    05-03-1989
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    Smoke From A Distant Fire
    Composer(s): Ed Sanford; Steven Paul Stewart; John Townsend
    Performer(s): Sanford & Townsend
    and multiple other artists



    You left me here on your way to paradise
    And you pulled the rug right out from under my life
    I know where you goin’ to I knew when you came home last night
    'Cause your eyes had a mist from the smoke of a distant fire

    Lord, I was stung shoulda' seen it come a long time ago
    When I realized the reality gave me a roll
    If things are the same then explain why your kiss is so cold
    and that mist in your eyes feels like rain on the fire in my soul

    This lying, and cryin's, upsettin' and getting no where
    It don't stack up, so slack up and pack up
    I just don't care
    Don't let the screen door hit you, on your way out
    Don't you drown when your dream boat runs onto the ground

    I'd just like to know do you love him or just making time
    by filling his glass with your fast flowing bitter-sweet lies
    You'll face the after taste when you come home late some night
    With your eyes all a mist from the smoke of a distant fire

    Girl your eyes have a mist from the smoke of a distant fire
    (Well your eyes have a mist from the smoke of a distant fire)
    Your eyes have the mist from the smoke of a distant fire
    (Well your eyes have a mist from the smoke of a distant fire)
    Oh girl your eyes have a mist from the smoke of a distant fire
    (Mist in your eyes from a distant fire)
    Girl your eyes have a mist from the smoke of a distant..........
    A distant Fire



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Plynth (Water Down The Drain)
    Composer(s): Nicky Hopkins; Rod Stewart; Ron Wood
    Performer(s): Jeff Beck;
    Larry Van Fleet; Ron Wood



    I've woken up on mornings such as this
    And thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now
    Every night for a year I've slept alone
    My cold damp room looks worse than me

    I got a fear of death that creeps on every night
    I know I won't die soon but then again I might
    Just like water down the drain I'm wasting away
    And oh, doctors can't help
    A ghost of a man, that's me

    I'm going far
    Ah, ah, ah

    And oh, water down the drain flows to the sea
    The pattern of my life keeps a-hauntin' me
    Like moisture from the ocean fills the sky
    Comes on down to the ground as time goes by

    Ah, ah, ah
    Please don't weep for me when I'm gone
    Ah, ah, ah

    I got a fear of death that creeps on every night
    I know I won't die soon but then again I might
    Please don't weep for me when I'm gone
    Ah, ah, ah
    A fear of death that creeps on every night



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    04-03-1989
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    Pump-Pump
    First performance by: Fredi & Ystävät - 1976



    I used to love watching beautiful girls go by in my time
    You have done like the boys do, but now finally you are mine
    Let bygones be bygones, now I love you
    You gave me more than a man can ever dream, know what I mean?

    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    That's the way we dance till we die.. ay ay ay...
    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    Give me shivers all down my spine... ay ay ay...
    You are not a moment's playmate
    You are the man of my life
    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    That's the way we dance till we die.. ay ay ay...

    I used to worry so much about all kinds of little things
    Now it is easy to laugh and to dance when it really swings
    Now we're together forever, I know
    Playing the games that two people only play when they're in love

    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    That's the way we dance till we die.. ay ay ay...
    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    Give me shivers all down my spine... ay ay ay...
    You are not a moment's playmate
    You are the man of my life
    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    That's the way we dance till we die.. ay ay ay...

    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    That's the way we dance till we die.. ay ay ay...
    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    Give me shivers all down my spine... ay ay ay...
    Let your hip go hippety pump pump
    That's the way we dance till we die



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Plus Rien, Je N'ai Plus Rien Qu'un Chien
    Composer(s): Jean Franc Nohain; Mireille Darc
    Performer(s): Jean Sablon



    Sur le boul'vard de La Villette
    Deux femmes travaillaient pour moi
    Mais elles sont malades pour trois mois
    Une vieille dame à galette
    Avait pour moi le grand béguin
    Hum - elle est morte ce matin
    Et dans un cercle à la roulette
    J'ai tout perdu tout tout tout tout
    Mais alors tout - tout tout d'un seul coup!

    Plus rien
    Je n'ai plus rien qu'un chien
    Plus rien
    Qu'un chien qui m'aime bien
    Il comprend tout
    Il m'suit partout
    Il aboie
    Dès qu'il me voit
    Il saute sur moi
    Pour montrer sa joie
    Brave chien
    Qui n'me d'mande jamais rien
    Un os
    Il est à la noce
    On est heureux
    Sans rien tous les deux
    Plus rien
    J'n'ai plus rien qu'mon chien!

    J'ai voulu voir la grande Estelle
    Qui fut toujours une copine
    Mais elle, elle est en Argentine
    Dans un claque rue d'la Chapelle
    Le patron me doit cinq cents francs
    Mais alors lui, il vient d'perdre ses parents
    Y avait aussi Julot d'Grenelle
    Auquel je pouvais emprunter
    Mais lui, il est à la Santé

    Plus rien
    Je n'ai plus rien qu'un chien
    Un chien
    Dont on n'm'offre rien
    J'ai mis au clou
    Tous mes bijoux
    Ma pendule
    Mon vieux chapeau
    L'porte-manteaux
    Du vestibule
    Plus rien
    Qu'un smoking très ancien
    Quel pauv'vieux!
    Il est bien miteux!
    Miteux, mité
    Qui voudra l'acheter?
    Plus rien
    J'n'ai plus rien qu'mon chien!

    Que mon chien...



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    03-03-1989
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    Smiling Phases
    Composer(s): Steve Winwood; Jim Capaldi; Chris Wood
    First release by: Traffic - 1967
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Do yourself a favor
    Wake up to your mind
    Life is what you make it
    You see but still your blind
    Get yourself together, give before you take
    You'll find out the hard way
    Soon you're going to break

    Smiling Phases, going places
    Even when they bust you
    Keep on smiling through and through
    And you'll be amazed at the gaze on their faces
    As they sentence you

    You don't need a lawyer
    When you're in a fix
    Someone gets the pay off
    You're friends are full of tricks
    How could you love something
    That you just can't buy?
    Own up to the truth girl
    Your mother's gone on by

    Your companion, brings you flowers
    You just hang him up
    And keep him waiting there for hours
    And you should just see the look on his face
    As you slide down the rail



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    Plus Rien
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Plus rien ne peut nous arriver
    Rien ne peut nous séparer
    Le temps s'arrête et tout commence alors
    Que j'étreins ton corps
    Plus rien ne peut fausser nos jours
    Rien ne peut briser l'amour
    Qui est en moi
    Je vis pour toi

    Pour ce reflet dans tes yeux
    Quand tu es contre moi
    L'instant où je meurs
    Et revis en nos joies
    Mes souvenirs
    Mon avenir
    C'est toi
    Blottie entre mes bras

    Et rien, quoi qu'il puisse advenir
    Rien ne peut nous désunir
    Rien car tu es mon destin

    Et si le temps veut brouiller
    Les cartes de mon cœur
    Détruire et piller
    Ce qui fait mon bonheur
    Je me batterai
    Mais garderai
    L'amour
    Même au prix de mes jours

    Mais rien en tout cas je le crois
    Rien tant que tu m'aimeras
    Rien ne me prendra mes joies



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    02-03-1989
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    Mata Hari
    First performance by: Anne Karine Strøm - 1976



    There are days I just can't make it even though I try to fake it
    When I wish that I could take it, turn a page and start anew
    In a world with no tomorrow, I could throw away my sorrow
    And pretend you'd let me borrow all the magic and wonder of you
    And for a while feel alive

    Mata Hari, any man would pay the price of sweet surrender
    Mata Hari, for the promise in your eyes – it was so tender
    Those you conquered with your dance never did have a chance
    You walked away laughing and left them alone with their shame

    As our dreams are slowly dyin', we find no escape in lyin'
    Why should we go on denyin' life is never what it seems?
    But in times when I am lonely, I keep thinkin' of you only
    Even though you'd never known me, can't you visit me once in my life
    And let me feel you were real?

    Mata Hari, any man would pay the price of sweet surrender
    Mata Hari, for the promise in your eyes – it was so tender
    Those you conquered with your dance – they never did have a chance
    You walked away laughing and left them alone with their shame

    Mata Hari, any man would pay the price of sweet surrender
    Mata Hari, for the promise in your eyes – it was so tender
    All the secrets sealed with their lips, they gave away for a kiss
    The eye of the morning and star of the night was your name



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Plus Personne
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    Plus Personne
    Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
    Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



    S'il n'y a que mes pas qui résonnent
    C'est qu'il ne reste plus personne
    Que même les murs sont froids
    Je n'ai plus personne à moi
    Quelques vieux souvenirs
    Et des cachets pour dormir...
    Quelques images qui reviennent
    Une place avec une scène
    Sur des tréteaux de bois
    Des milliers de gens sont là
    Mais j'ai dû trop longtemps sourire
    Je ne t'ai pas vu partir
    Plus que mes pas qui résonnent
    Il ne reste plus personne
    J'oserai jamais te demander
    De revenir me relever
    Je vais rester là
    Au milieu des papiers gras
    Comme un dieu prisonnier
    D'une toile d'araignée
    Y a plus que mes pas qui résonnent
    Il ne reste plus personne
    Je croyais pouvoir jouer comme un homme
    Mais tant pis pour moi, s'il ne reste plus personne
    Que le goût de ta peau sur l'écho de ma voix
    Je croyais pouvoir jouer comme un homme
    Mais tant pis pour moi, s'il ne reste plus personne
    Que le goût de ta peau sur l'écho de ma voix
    Je croyais pouvoir jouer comme un homme
    Mais tant pis pour moi, s'il ne reste plus personne



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    01-03-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Smiling Faces Sometimes
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    Smiling Faces Sometimes
    Composer(s): Norman Whitfield; Barrett Strong
    First release by: The Temptations - 1971
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Smiling faces sometimes pretend to be your friend
    Smiling faces show no traces of the evil that lurks within
    Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes
    They don't tell the truth uh
    Smiling faces, smiling faces
    Tell lies and I got proof

    The truth is in the eyes
    Cause the eyes don't lie, amen
    Remember a smile is just
    A frown turned upside down
    My friend let me tell you
    Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes
    They don't tell the truth, uh
    Smiling faces, smiling faces
    Tell lies and I got proof
    Beware, beware of the handshake
    That hides the snake
    I'm telling you beware
    Beware of the pat on the back
    It just might hold you back
    Jealousy (jealousy)
    Misery (misery)
    Envy

    I tell you, you can't see behind smiling faces
    Smiling faces sometimes they don't tell the truth
    Smiling faces, smiling faces
    Tell lies and I got proof

    Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes
    They don't tell the truth
    Smiling faces, smiling faces
    Tell lies and I got proof
    (Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes)
    (Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes)
    I'm telling you beware, beware of the handshake
    That hides the snake
    Listen to me now, beware
    Beware of that pat on the back
    It just might hold you back
    Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes
    They don't tell the truth
    Smiling faces, smiling faces
    Tell lies and I got proof

    Your enemy won't do you no harm
    Cause you'll know where he's coming from
    Don't let the handshake and the smile fool ya
    Take my advice I'm only try' to school ya



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Plus Loin Que La Terre
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    Plus Loin Que La Terre
    English Title: Stranger From Durango
    Composer(s): Richard Podolor; A. Salvet; L. Morisse
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Il vient de plus loin que la terre
    Sa vie est un mystère
    Mais il sait me plaire
    Jamais même dans un sourire
    Il n'a voulu me dire
    Ce que je désire

    C'est lui qui vient dans tous mes rêves
    Se pencher sur mes lèvres
    Quand la nuit s'achève

    Malgré ses manières étranges
    Il est beau comme un ange
    Quand il me regarde

    Dites-moi s'il faut que j'aime
    D'un grand amour
    Celui qui vient de loin, de si loin

    Que je ne sais plus rien mais
    Bien plus loin que la terre
    Je voudrais qu'il m'emporte
    Comme feuille morte

    Un jour quand il m'aura comprise
    Je voudrais qu'il me dise
    Des mots qui me grisent
    Des mots qui me grisent
    Des mots qui me grisent



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    28-02-1989
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    The Party's Over
    First performance by: Sandra Reemer - 1976



    The lights are low
    The party's going on
    And he was mine
    He doesn't seem to miss me
    I feel alone
    I think that I'll go home
    But if I stay at least I hear him

    The party's over now
    The party's over now
    At least I dream it's over now
    You're sitting next to me
    And we do both agree
    Our live ain't bad at all
    Yes, the party's over now
    One of those bad dreams
    Suddenly, came over me
    But now I feel at ease

    The lights go out
    The party's going on
    And he was mine
    Seems really to enjoy it
    I hear him whisper sweet words
    But not to me
    I wonder, am I really dreaming

    The party's over now
    The party's over now
    At least I dream it's over now
    You're sitting next to me
    And we do both agree
    Our live ain't bad at all
    Yes, the party's over now
    One of those bad dreams
    Suddenly, came over me
    But now I feel at ease



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Plus Je Te Vois, Plus Je Te Veux
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    Plus Je Te Vois, Plus Je Te Veux
    Composer(s): B. Cason; Gayden;
    J.M. Rivat; F.T. Thomas
    Performer(s): Joe Dassin



    De jour en jour, de seconde en seconde
    L'amour grandit et me rend presque fou
    Comme un orage qui monte et qui gronde
    Comme une foudre qui tombe sur nous

    Et plus le temps va, plus tu es à moi
    Et plus je te vois et plus je te veux
    Plus le jour ...... et plus tu te donnes
    Et plus je te vois et plus je te veux
    Et si les nuits sont chaudes
    Tu aurais la cause
    Et plus je te vois et plus je te veux

    Quand tu t'en vas je ne sais comment vivre
    Sans ta présence le temps tourne à vide

    Et plus le temps va, plus tu es à moi
    Et plus je te vois et plus je te veux
    Plus je suis à bout, plus tu me rends fou
    Et plus je te vois et plus je te veux
    Quand la nuit revient je te cherche des mains
    Et plus je te vois et plus je te veux
    (bis)



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