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  • 13-03-1989
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    Uma Flor De Verde Pinho
    Composer(s): José Niza; Manuel Alegre
    First performance by: Carlos do Carmo - 1976



    Eu podia chamar-te pátria minha
    dar-te o mais lindo nome português
    podia dar-te um nome de rainha
    que este amor é de Pedro por Inês

    Mas não há forma não há verso não há leito
    para este fogo amor para este rio
    Como dizer um coração fora do peito?
    Meu amor transbordou
    E eu sem navio

    Gostar de ti é um poema que não digo
    que não há taça amor para este vinho
    não há guitarra nem cantar de amigo
    não há flor não há flor de verde pinho

    Não há barco nem trigo não há trevo
    não há palavras para dizer esta canção
    Gostar de ti é um poema que não escrevo
    Que há um rio sem leito
    E eu sem coração



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    Poem For My Little Lady
    Composer(s): Mac Davis
    Performer(s): Kenny Rogers; Bobby Goldsboro



    She’s young and soft and kind
    And she deserves a whole lot better
    than a guitar picking drifter
    who never gave a damn
    And if loving me is all
    she ever wants some gonna let her
    And I’ve tried to be kind of man
    She thinks I am

    She makes those little kitten sounds
    and (that) trembles when I love her
    she makes me feel so bad and strong in me
    She whispers how she can not wait
    to be my baby’s mother
    She’s the only glimpse of God
    I’ve ever seen

    Her mama sure had warned her
    Never take out with a poet
    For poets travel rocky roads
    In search of truth and life

    I’m the only blemish on
    Her virgin soul but she don’t know it
    and I thank the Lord she’s lying gentle
    by my side tonight



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    12-03-1989
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    Smoke On The Water
    Composer(s): Zeke Clements; Earl Nunn
    Performer(s): Red Foley
    and multiple other artists



    There will be a sad day comin' for the souls of all mankind
    They must answer to the people, and it's troublin' their minds
    Everybody who must fear them will rejoice on that great day
    When the powers of dictators shall be taken all away

    There'll be smoke on the water, on the land and the sea
    When our army and navy overtakes the enemy
    There'll be smoke on the mountains where the heathen gods stay
    And the sun that is risin' will go down on that day

    For there is a great destroyer made of fire and flesh and steel
    Rollin' towards the foes of freedom; they'll go down beneath its
    wheels
    There'll be nothin' left but vultures to inhabit all that land
    When our modern ships and bombers make a graveyard of Japan

    There'll be smoke on the water, on the land and the sea
    When our army and navy overtakes the enemy
    There'll be smoke on the mountains where the heathen gods stay
    And the sun that is risin' will go down on that day

    Hirohito, 'long with Hitler, will be ridin' on a rail
    Mussolini'll beg for mercy; as a leader he has failed
    There'll be no time for pity when the screamin' eagles flies
    It will be the end of Axis, they must answer with their lives

    There'll be smoke on the water, on the land and the sea
    When our army and navy overtakes the enemy
    There'll be smoke on the mountains where the heathen gods stay
    And the sun that is risin' will go down on that day



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    Podres Poderes
    Composer(s): Caetano Veloso
    Performer(s): Caetano Veloso; Leila Pinheiro



    Enquanto os homens exercem seus podres poderes
    Motos e fuscas avançam os sinais vermelhos
    E perdem os verdes, somos uns boçais
    Queria querer cantar setecentas mil vezes
    Como são ricos, como são ricos os burgueses
    E os japoneses, mas tudo é muito mais
    Será que nunca faremos senão confirmar a incompetência da América Católica
    Que sempre precisará de ridículos tiranos?
    Será, que será, que será, que será, será que esta minha estúpida retórica
    Terá que soar, terá que se ouvir por mais zil anos?

    Enquanto os homens exercem seus podres poderes
    Índios e padres e bichas, negros e mulheres
    E adolescentes fazem o carnaval
    Queria querer cantar afinados com eles
    Silenciar em respeito ao seu transe, num êxtase
    Ser indecente, mas tudo é muito mau
    Ou então cada paisano e cada capataz
    Com sua burrice fará jorrar sangue demais
    Nos pantanais, nas cidades, caatingas e nos gerais
    Será que apenas os hermetismos pascoais
    E os tons e os mil tons, seus sons e seus dons geniais
    Nos salvam, nos salvarão dessas trevas e nada mais?
    Enquanto os homens exercem seus podres poderes
    Morrer e matar de fome, de raiva e de sede
    São tantas vezes gestos naturais
    Eu quero aproximar o meu cantar vagabundo
    Daqueles de velam pela alegria do mundo
    Indo mais fundo, tins e bens e tais, tudo mais fundo, tins e bens e tais



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    11-03-1989
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    Smoke On The Water
    Composer(s): Roger Glover; Richard Blackmore; Ian Gillan; Jon Lord; Ian Paice
    First release by: Deep Purple - 1972
    Covered by multiple other artists



    We all came down to Montreux
    on the Lake Geneva shoreline
    To make records with the mobile
    We didn't have much time
    Frank Zappa and the mothers
    were at the best place around
    But some stupid with a flare-gun
    burned the place to the ground
    Smoke on the water
    a fire in the sky
    Smoke on the water

    They burned down the gambling house
    it died with an awful sound
    A funky claude was running in and out
    pulling kids out the ground
    When it all was over
    we had to find another place
    But Swiss time was running out
    it seemed that we would lose the race

    Smoke on the water
    a fire in the sky
    Smoke on the water

    We ended up at the Grand Hotel
    it was empty cold and bare
    But with the rolling truck stones thing outside
    making our music there
    With a few red lights and a few old beds
    we made a place to sweat
    No matter what we get out of this
    I know well never forget

    Smoke on the water
    a fire in the sky
    Smoke on the water



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    Poco A Poco
    Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro
    Performer(s): Raphael



    Poco a poco, poco a poco
    Todo se puede lograr
    Todo se puede alcanzar
    No existe nada imposible
    Para el que sabe luchar
    Todo se puede tener
    Todo se puede saber
    Hoy puede estar en tus manos
    Lo que buscabas ayer
    Poco a poco, como gira la Tierra
    Poco a poco, como sale el sol
    Poco a poco, como pasan las penas
    Poco a poco, como nace el amor
    Todos queremos llegar
    Todos queremos triunfar
    Y el mundo es solamente
    Para el que sabe luchar



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    10-03-1989
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    My Little World
    Composer(s): Gerhard Heinz
    First performance by: Waterloo & Robinson - 1976



    Birds and bees and apple trees are things
    Money doesn't buy but sunshine brings
    Oh how beautiful a day can be
    When you say the one you love is me
    Here we are free to go
    When you say you love me so

    I just love my little world
    I don't need no new sensations
    All I want is the simple life
    Loving you
    the sweet temtation

    I just love my little world

    We're not rich but everything's fine
    I'm sure the one I love is mine
    I don't need to be a millionaire
    Money doesn't make our love affair
    Here we are free to go
    That's the place
    we love you so

    I just love my little world



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Pocketful Of Miracles
    Composer(s): James Van Heusen; Sammy Cahn
    Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; Harpers Bizarre



    Practicality doesn't int'rest me
    Love the life that I lead
    I've got a pocketful of miracles
    And with a pocketful of miracles
    One little miracle a day
    Is all I need

    Troubles more or less bother me, I guess
    When the sun doesn't shine
    But there's that pocketful of miracles
    And with a pocketful of miracles
    The world's a bright and shiny apple
    That's mine, all mine

    I hear sleigh bells ringing
    Smack in the middle of May
    I go around like there's snow around
    I feel so good, it's Christmas everyday
    Life's a carousel, far as I can tell
    And I'm ridin' for free

    So if you're down and out of miracles
    I've got a pocketful of miracles
    And there'll be miracles enough
    For you and me

    I hear sleigh bells ringing
    Smack in the middle of May
    I go around like there's snow around
    I feel so good it's Christmas every day
    Life's a carousel, far as I can tell
    And I'm ridin' for free

    I've got a pocketful of miracles
    But if I had to pick a miracle
    My favorite miracle of all
    Is you and me



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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



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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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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Pobre De Mí
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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



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    06-03-1989
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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



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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!!!



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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



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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



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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



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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...



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