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  • 19-03-1989
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    Smokey Mountain Boy
    Composer(s): Lenore Rosenblatt; Victor Millrose
    Performer(s): Elvis Presley



    I'm just a Smokey mountain boy
    Come back to the hills I love
    Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind
    And the deep blue sky above

    The closer and closer I get to home
    The more excited I am
    Those were the mornings I'd roll out of bed
    Start the day off with a hot corn bread
    Smothered in huckleberry jam

    I'm just a Smokey mountain boy
    Come back to the hills I love
    Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind
    And the deep blue sky above

    I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods
    Close on the trail of the hare
    How I long to be with them following the hounds
    a-huntin' again
    Gettin' me a big old grizzly bear

    I'm just a Smokey mountain boy
    Come back to the hills I love
    Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind
    And the deep blue sky above

    I traveled around and met lots of girls
    No matter how many I see
    I left some pretty ones behind
    I know back home is where I'll find
    The girl whose love is meant for me

    I'm just a Smokey mountain boy
    Come back to the hills I love
    Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind
    And the deep blue sky above



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Poète
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    Poète
    Performer(s): Claude Barzotti



    Poète, les oiseaux se sont tus
    et elle a disparu comme un bateau en mer
    Poète, toi qui sais de ta plume chasser même la brume
    dis-moi ce qu'il faut faire
    Poète, dis-moi les mots qu'il faut lui dire
    pour qu'elle revienne pour lui dire que je l'aime
    Poète, si tu ne m'aides pas, mon amour s'en ira
    les mots souffle-les moi

    Poète, souffle-moi quelques mots
    Fais-moi Victor Hugo, fais-moi Rimbaud
    Aide-moi, je t'en supplie, elle est ma vie
    Les mots pour la reprendre, je veux les apprendre

    Poète, aide-moi ou je sombre, je vis dans la pénombre lorsque je suis loin d'elle
    Poète, Prestidigitateur, ton métier de parleur, donne m'en les ficelles
    Poète, Donne-moi du talent pour dompter l'ouragan qui ravage nos têtes
    Poète, il n'y a que toi qui peut sécher les larmes aux yeux de la fille que j'aime

    Poète, souffle-moi quelques mots
    Fais-moi Victor Hugo, fais-moi Rimbaud
    Aide-moi, je t'en supplie, elle est ma vie
    Les mots pour la reprendre, je veux les apprendre
    Poète, use de ta magie, souffle-moi de je t'en prie des mots choisis
    Je suis perdu sans toi, oh aide-moi
    Les mots qu'elle veut entendre, je veux les apprendre

    Poète, souffle-moi quelques mots

    Poète:
    Dis-lui qu'elle est ta voile
    Dis-lui qu'elle est ton gouvernail
    Dis-lui que tu seras son matelot
    Où qu'elle soit, où qu'elle aille
    Parle-lui d'émotions
    Parle-lui de tendresse
    Dis-lui qu'elle est ta maison
    Et ta dernière adresse

    Poète, la magie de tes mots, l'ont fait fondre en sanglot et elle est revenue



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    18-03-1989
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    Toi, La Musique Et Moi
    Composer(s): Gilbert Sinoué; Georges Costa; R. Guitton
    First performance by: Mary Cristy - 1976



    Et Paris se déchire sous la pluie
    Et Paris se déchire dans tes yeux
    Dans ta chambre là-haut tu t'ennuies
    Tu t'endors comme un clown malheureux

    Laisse là ces rues mouillées
    Et ces gens toujours pressés
    Laisse là ton désespoir et suis-moi

    Si tu veux, nous vivrons - toi, la musique et moi
    Oui, simplement toi, la musique et moi
    Dans un autre univers à fleur de ciel
    Si tu veux, nous vivrons - toi, la musique et moi
    Oui, simplement toi, la musique et moi
    Dans un monde nouveau, presque irréel

    Imagine une ville au soleil
    Imagine le retour d'un amour
    Le sourire d'un enfant qui s'éveille
    Une page dans le petit jour

    Mon amour, prends-moi la main
    Dès demain, nous serons un
    N'aie plus peur, n'hésite pas et suis-moi

    Si tu veux, nous vivrons - toi, la musique et moi
    Oui, simplement toi, la musique et moi
    Dans un autre univers à fleur de ciel
    Si tu veux, nous vivrons - toi, la musique et moi
    Oui, simplement toi, la musique et moi
    Dans un monde nouveau, presque irréel

    Nous vivrons - toi, la musique et moi
    Oui, simplement toi, la musique et moi
    Dans un autre univers à fleur de ciel
    Si tu veux, nous vivrons - toi, la musique et moi
    Oui, simplement toi, la musique et moi
    Dans un monde nouveau, presque irréel

    La musique et moi
    La musique et moi



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Poesia
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    Poesia
    Composer(s): P. Casella; Riccardo Cocciante; Marco Luberti
    Performer(s): Riccardo Cocciante;
    and various other artists



    Poesia poesia
    sembra che non ci sia
    poi ritorni per caso
    a quand'eri bambina
    e tu
    tu correvi cantando
    sorridevi per niente
    e potevi volare
    e tutto questo era
    poesia

    Poesia poesia
    sembra che non ci sia
    poi ti prende la mano
    e ti porta lontano
    con lui
    e non sei più bambina
    non sorridi per niente
    scopri di essere donna
    e tutto questo è
    poesia

    Poesia poesia
    sembra che non ci sia
    poi ti svegli una notte
    e vorresti parlare
    con lui
    Ti dovresti spiegare
    e non sai cosa dire
    che è finito l'amore
    ma in fondo anche questo
    è poesia



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    17-03-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Smokey
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    Smokey
    Composer(s): George Clinton; Gary Shider
    Performer(s): Funkadelic



    Mmm-hmm, looking back at you

    Looking back at you
    I've lost a lot
    You've got a lot
    Miss you a lot
    I miss you
    (x2)

    A-ha-ha-hey, Smokey, when I speak your name
    Ah, Smokey, you do something to my brain
    Hey, Smokey, I'm like a dog on your chain
    Smokey baby, you got me singing this sweet refrain

    Looking back at you
    I've lost a lot
    You've got a lot
    Miss you a lot
    I miss you
    (x2)

    Hold on, Smokey, baby, I love you
    Hold on, Smokey, baby, I can feel you go
    Ah, hold on, Smokey baby
    Smokey baby, you got me playing this sweet refrain

    Smokey baby, you got me playing this sweet refrain

    Looking back at you
    I've lost a lot
    You've got a lot
    Miss you a lot
    Whoa-whoa-whoa whoa whoa-whoa
    (x15)



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Poen
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    Poen
    Performer(s): Wim Sonneveld



    refr.:
    Poen, poen, poen, poen
    De een zegt geld, de ander money, maar wij zeggen poen
    Poen, poen, poen, poen
    't Zal je gedacht zijn wat je allemaal met poen ken doen
    Je hoort vaak zeggen dat geluk niet zo te koop is
    Maar geld doet wonderen en vooral als 't een hoop is
    Poen, poen, poen, poen
    Poen, poen, poen, poen, poen poen

    Een duppie is een beissie, een kwartje is een heitje
    Een gulden is een piek en een rijksdaalder heet een knaak
    Een tientje is een joetje, vijfentwintig is een geeltje
    Maar hoe heet nou een lap van honderd gulden, meier, raak

    refr.

    Een jongen is een gozer, een meissie is een grietje
    Ze doft zich lekker op wanneer ze aan de scharrel gaat
    Een kleurtje op d're waffel, wat poeier op d'r snufferd
    D'r gozer zegt verliefd: "Nou ben je net een pijpie kruit"

    refr.

    Je hoort vaak zeggen dat geluk niet zo te koop is
    Maar geld doet wonderen en vooral als 't een hoop is
    Poen, poen, poen, poen
    Poen, poen, poen, poen, poen poen



    Categorie:Nederl. Songs

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    16-03-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Smoke Rings
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    Smoke Rings
    Composer(s): Gene Gifford
    Performer(s): The Mills Brothers



    Tell me where do they go
    These smoke rings I blow each night?
    What do they do these circles of blue and white?
    And why do they seem to picture a dream of love?
    Why do they fade my phantom parade of love?

    Where do they end, the smoke rings I send on high?
    Where are they hurled when they've kissed the world good-bye?
    Oh, I'd give my life to laugh at this stife below
    I'd be a king, I'd follow each ring I blow

    Puff, puff, puff, puff your cares away
    Puff, puff, puff night and day
    Blow, blow them through the air, silky little rings
    Blow, blow them ev'rywhere, give your troubles wings

    What do they tell and what is the spell they cast?
    Some of them fall and seem to recall the past
    But most of them rise away to the skies of blue
    Oh, little smoke rings I love
    Please take me above, take me with you



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Poems, Prayers And Promises
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    Poems, Prayers And Promises
    Composer(s): John Denver
    Performer(s): John Denver;
    and various other artists



    I've been lately thinking about my life's time
    All the things I've done and how it's been
    And I can't help believin' in my own mind
    I know I'm gonna hate to see it end
    I've seen a lot of sunshine, slept out in the rain
    Spent a night or two all on my own
    I've known my lady's pleasures had myself some friends
    Spent a time or two in my own home

    I have to say it now it's been a good life, all in all
    It's really fine to have a chance to hang around
    Lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire
    While all my friends and my old lady, sit and pass a pipe around
    (alt- sit and watch the sun go down)
    And talk of poems and prayers and promises
    And things that we believe in
    How sweet it is to love someone
    How right it is to care
    How long it's been since yesterday
    What about tomorrow and what about our dreams
    And all the memories we share

    Days they pass so quickly now, the nights are seldom long
    Time around me whispers when it's cold
    The changes somehow frightens me, still I have to smile
    It turns me on to think of growing old
    Although my life's been good to me, there's still so much to do
    So many things my mind has never known
    I'd like to raise a family, I'd like to sail away
    And dance across the mountains on the moon

    I have to say it now it's been a good life, all in all
    It's really fine to have a chance to hang around
    Lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire
    While all my friends and my old lady, sit and pass a pipe around
    (alt.: sit and watch the world turn 'round)
    And talk of poems and prayers and promises
    And things that we believe in
    How sweet it is to love someone
    How right it is to care
    How long it's been since yesterday
    What about tomorrow and what about our dreams
    And all the memories we share



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    15-03-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (That Cigarette)
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    Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (That Cigarette)
    (French Version: Fume Cette Cigarette - 1974)
    Composer(s): Merle Travis; Tex Williams
    First release by: Tex Williams - 1947
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Now I'm a fellow with a heart of gold
    And the ways of a gentleman I've been told
    Kind-of-a-guy that wouldn't even harm a flea

    But if me and a certain character met
    The guy that invented that cigarette
    I'd murder that son-of-a gun in the first degree

    It ain't cuz I don't smoke 'em myself
    and i don't reckon that it'll hinder your health
    I smoked 'em all my life and I ain't dead yet

    But nicotine slaves are all the same
    at a pettin' party or a poker game
    Everything gotta stop while they have a cigarette

    Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
    Puff, puff, puff until you smoke yourself to death

    Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
    That you hate to make him wait
    But you just gotta have another cigarette

    In a game of chance the other night
    Old dame fortune was good and right
    The kings and queens they kept on comin' around

    Aw, I was hittin' em good and bettin' 'em high
    But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy
    He kept callin' and layin' his money down

    See, he'd raise me then I'd raise him
    and I'd say to him buddy ya gotta sink or swim
    Finally called me but didn't raise the bet!

    -- Hmmph! I said Aces Full Pal -- I got you!
    He said, "I'll pay up in a minute or two
    But right now, i just gotta have another cigarette"

    Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
    Puff, puff, puff until you smoke yourself to death

    Now the other night I had a date
    with the cutest little gal in any state
    A high-bred, uptown, fancy little dame

    She said she loved me and it seemd to me
    That things were sorta like they oughtta be
    So hand in hand we strolled down lovers lane

    She was a long way from a chunk of ice
    And our pettin' party was goin' real nice
    And I got an idea I might have been there yet

    So I give her a kiss and a little squeeze
    Then she said, "Travis, Excuse me Please
    But I just gotta have a cigarette"

    Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
    Puff, puff, puff until you smoke yourself to death



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Poema Para Lydia
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    Poema Para Lydia
    Performer(s): Victor Heredia



    Canto este poema por tu amor
    y es un cielo que se desprendió
    y ha echado a andar
    Mi soledad irá por vos
    y llamará con triste voz
    Lydia susurrará la brisa
    por el ventanal
    y temblará tu corazón
    al recordar
    ya que solo supe serle fiel
    al regazo tibio de tu piel
    Quiero arañar la tempestad
    quiero saber si el colmenar
    aún da su miel
    Lydia susurrará la brisa
    por el ventanal
    y temblará tu corazón al recordar



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    14-03-1989
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Fume Cette Cigarette
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    Fume Cette Cigarette
    ((Adapted from: Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (That Cigarette) - 1947))
    Composer(s): Merle Travis; Tex Williams; Eddy Mitchell
    Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1974



    À l'école quand j'étais petit
    Les grands se cachaient sous leur lit
    Pour fumer en cachette une cigarette
    Ils se faufilaient
    Sans un bruit
    À la faveur de la nuit
    Certains d'entre eux fumaient dans les toilettes
    Le privilège qu'ils m'accordaient
    C'est moi, le petit, qui craquait
    Une allumette pour leur cigarette

    Fume, fume, fume cette cigarette
    Fume, fume, fume, fume cette cigarette
    Et j'entends leur voix me dire
    Elle revient en souvenir
    Pour devenir un homme
    Fume cette cigarette

    La surveillante des cours du soir
    M'a entraîné dans le parloir
    Je n'ai pas l'impression d'être à la fête
    Elle dit qu'il faut me rattraper
    Qu' j'ai besoin d cours particuliers
    Qu'elle a toujours maté les fortes têtes
    Elle m'a reçu dans son peignoir
    M'a demandé si j' voulais boire
    Et tendu un paquet de cigarettes

    Fume, fume, fume cette cigarette
    Fume, fume, fume, fume cette cigarette
    Et j'entends sa voix me dire
    Elles reviennent en souvenir
    Pour devenir un homme
    Fume cette cigarette
    Mais j'ai vraiment fumé plus tard
    Lorsque j'ai vu Humphrey Bogart
    Pincer entre ses lèvres une cigarette
    Identifié à ce héros
    Je marchais en courbant le dos
    Je me prenais pour un roi du racket
    Je n'ai connu que des déboires
    Je rentrais en toussant le soir
    Sans la moindre féminine conquête

    Fume, fume, fume cette cigarette
    Fume, fume, fume, fume cette cigarette
    Et j'entends des voix me dire
    Elles reviennent en souvenir
    Pour devenir un homme
    Fume cette cigarette

    Il m'arrive souvent de fumer
    Des choses plus ou moins bien roulées
    Qui n' ressemblent pas toujours aux cigarettes
    Je n'ai rien compris et rien vu
    Mais un homme je suis devenu
    Accroché pour toujours aux cigarettes

    Fume, fume, fume cette cigarette
    Fume, fume, fume, fume cette cigarette
    Et j'entends des voix me dire
    Elles reviennent en souvenir
    Pour devenir un homme
    Fume cette cigarette



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Poema 15
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    Poema 15
    Composer(s): Pablo Neruda; Victor Jara
    Performer(s): Victor Jara;
    Francesca Ancarola; Mercedes Sosa



    Me gustas cuando callas
    porque estas como ausente
    y me oyes desde lejos
    y mi voz no te toca
    parece que los ojos
    se te hubieran volado
    y parece que un beso
    te cerrara la boca

    Me gustas cuando callas
    y ahi estas como distante
    y estas como quejandote
    mariposa del arrullo
    y me oyes desde lejos
    y mi voz no te alcanza
    dejame que me calle
    con el silencio tuyo

    Dejame que te hable
    tambien con tu silencio
    claro como una lampara
    simple como un anillo
    te pareces a la noche
    callada y constelada
    tu silencio, otra estrella
    tan lejana y sencillo

    Me gustas cuando callas
    porque estas como ausente
    distante y dolorosa
    como si hubieras muerto
    una palabra entonces
    una sonrisa bastan
    y estoy alegre
    alegre de que no sea cierto



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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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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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Poem For My Little Lady
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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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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Podres Poderes
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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



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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



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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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