So How Come (No One Loves Me)
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant; Felice Bryant
First release by: The Everly Brothers - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists



They say that everyone 
wants someone
So how come no one 
wants me

Then they say that everyone 
needs someone
So how come no one 
needs me

Well if you wonder 
who the loneliest creatures 
in the world can be
It's the ugly duck 
the little black sheep 
and me

They say that everyone 
loves someone
So how come no one 
loves me

Well if you wonder 
who the loneliest creatures 
in the world can be
It's the ugly duck 
the little black sheep 
and me

They say that everyone 
loves someone
So how come no one 
loves me
So how come no one 
loves me 
So how come no one 
loves me 

Portrait Of My Love
Composer(s): Cyril Ornadel; David West
Performer(s): Steve Lawrence;
and various other artists



There could never be a portrait of my love 
For nobody could paint a dream 
You will never see a portrait of my love 
For miracles are never seen. 

Anyone who sees her, soon forgets the Mona Lisa 

It would take I know, a Michelangelo 
And he would need the glow of dawn that paints the sky above 
To try and paint a portrait of my love 

It would take I know, a Michelangelo 
And he would need the glow of dawn that paints the sky above
To try and paint a portrait of my love

Dschinghis Khan
Composer(s): Bernd Meinunger - Ralph Siegel
First performance by: Dschinghis Khan - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists



Sie ritten um die Wette mit dem Steppenwind
tausend Mann
Und einer ritt voran, dem folgten alle blind
Dschinghis Khan
Die Hufe ihrer Pferde, die peitschten den Sand
sie trugen Angst und Schrecken in jedes Land
und weder Blitz noch Donner hielt sie auf

Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan
hey Reiter - ho Leute - hey Reiter, immer weiter
Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Kahn
auf Brüder - sauft Brüder - rauft Brüder, immer wieder
lasst noch Wodka holen - ho, ho, ho
denn wir sind Mongolen - ha, ha, ha
und der Teufel kriegt uns früh genug

Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan
hey Reiter - ho Leute - hey Reiter, immer weiter
Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan
he Männer - ho Männer - tanzt Männer, so wie immer
und man hört ihn lachen - ho, ho, ho
immer lauter lachen - ha, ha, ha
und er leert den Krug in einem Zug

Und jedes Weib, das ihm gefiel,
das nahm er sich in sein Zelt
Es hieß, die Frau, die ihn nicht liebte
gab es nicht auf der Welt
Er zeugte sieben Kinder in einer Nacht
und über seine Feinde hat er nur gelacht
denn seiner Kraft konnt' keiner widerstehen

Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan
hey Reiter - ho Leute - hey Reiter, immer weiter
Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Kahn
auf Brüder - sauft Brüder - rauft Brüder, immer wieder
lasst noch Wodka holen - ho, ho, ho
denn wir sind Mongolen - ha, ha, ha
und der Teufel kriegt uns früh genug

Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan
hey Reiter - ho Leute - hey Reiter, immer weiter
Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan
he Männer - ho Männer - tanzt Männer, so wie immer
und man hört ihn lachen - ho, ho, ho
immer lauter lachen - ha, ha, ha
und er leert den Krug in einem Zug! 

Portrait En Couleurs    
English Title: My Colouring Book
Composer(s): J. Kander; J. Keating;
F. Ebb; Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri



Prenez une feuille de papier blanc
Une palette de couleurs
Amusez-vous maintenant
A faire mon portrait

Pour que mes yeux ressemblent
Aux larmes d'adieu
Prenez du bleu

Et pour mon cœur
Qui n'a plus le goût de la vie
Mettez du gris

Et pour mes nuits mes rêves
Ignore encore comment
Dessine le néant

Pour ce collier qu'il m'a donné
Un jour d'espoir
Prenez du noir

Pour la maison sans âme sans flamme
Où rôdent des ombres, témoins du bonheur
Plus besoin de couleur

Et pour celui
Qui est sorti de mon chemin
Ne mettez rien

So Hard To Give It All Up
Composer(s): Hoyt Axton
Performer(s): Hoyt Axton



So hard to give it all up when you have what you want
So hard to realize you've been a fool again
Sometimes when you take what you want you lose what you love
So hard to realize I'm losing you again

Up on the mountain is a motherless son
Sometimes he howls just like a wolf on the run
We're all just children and we're lost in the woods
The woman I love tells me she's misunderstood

And I say so hard to give it all up...

She knew she had me by the look in my eyes
She had the power she could sure hypnotize
I had been living in a fanciful dream
My heart was broken worse than you've ever seen

I say so hard to give it all up...

So hard to give it all up... 

Portofino
Composer(s): Mark Spiro; Jack White
Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck;
Glen Agritelley; Tony Fontaine



Long ago I used to know where love was found
A place in the sun
Long before this heart of mine had broken down
You were the one
But now you're a lonely memory
My heartache will never end
Though all of those nights are far away
I wish I were with you again

Portofino I still remember the sun in your hair
Portofino marriage to music that danced in the air
Portofino I want you back in my arms
'Cause every time I close my eyes
I'm holding you in the dark
In Portofino where you broke my heart

I think of your face and still it can take my breath away
After so long
And though I'll be lonely living for only yesterday
I'll get along though now you're a faded memory
My heartache will never end
This unforgotten melody keeps playing over and over again

Portofino I still remember the sun in your hair
Portofino marriage to music that danced in the air
Portofino I want you back in my arms
'Cause every time I close my eyes
I'm holding you in the dark
In Portofino where you broke my heart
In Portofino where you broke my heart

The British Soldier
Composer(s): Harvey Andrews
Performer(s): Harvey Andrews



In a station in the city, a British soldier stood
Talking to the people there, if the people would
Some just stared in hatred, and others turned in pain
And the lonely British soldier wished he was back home again

'Come join the British Army' said the posters in his town
See the world and have your fun, come serve before the Crown
The jobs were hard to come by and he could not face the dole
So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll

For there was no fear of fighting, the Empire long was lost
Just ten years in the army, getting paid for being bossed
Then leave a man experienced, a man who's made the grade
A medal and a pension, some mem'ries and a trade

Then came the call for Ireland as the call had come before
Another bloody chapter in an endless civil war
The priests they stood on both sides, the priests they stood behind
Another fight in Jesus's name, the blind against the blind

The soldier stood between them, between the whistling stones
And then the broken bottles that led to broken bones
The petrol bombs that burnt his hands, the nails that pierced his skin
And wished that he had stayed at home surrounded by his kin

The station filled with people, the soldier soon was bored
But better in the station than where the people warred
The room filled up with mothers, with daughters and with sons
Who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun

A yell of fear, a screech of brakes, the shattering of glass
The window of the station broke to let the package pass
A scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door
Dragging their children crying from the bomb upon the floor

The soldier stood and could not move, his gun he could not use
He knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse
He could not run and pick it up and throw it in the street
There were far too many people there, too many running feet

"Take cover," yelled the soldier, "Take cover for your lives"
And the Irishmen threw down their young and stood before their wives
They turned towards the soldier, their eyes alive with fear
For God's sake save our children or they'll end their short lives here

The soldier moved towards the bomb, his stomach like a stone
Why was this his battle, God, why was he alone
He lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell
To those at home in England, to those he loved so well

He saw the sights of summer, felt the wind upon his brow
The young girls in the city parks, how precious were they now
The soaring of the swallow, the beauty of the swan
The music of the turning world, so soon would it be gone

A muffled soft explosion and the room began to quake
The soldier blown across the floor, his blood a crimson lake
There was no time to cry or shout, there was no time to moan
And they turned their children's faces from the blood and from the bones

The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came
To carry off the body of a pawn lost in the game
And the crowd they clapped and cheered and they sang their rebel song
One soldier less to interfere where he did not belong

And will the children growing up learn at their mothers' knees
The story of the soldier who bought their liberty
Who used his youthful body as a means towards an end
Who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend

Porterville
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival



It's been an awful long time since I been home
But you won't catch me goin' back down there alone
Things they said when I was young are quite enough to get me hung
I don't care! I don't care!

They came and took my Dad away to serve some time
But it was me that paid the debt he left behind
Folks said I was full of sin, because I was the next of kin
I don't care! I don't care!

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo!
I don't care! I don't care!

Folks were out one night to put me up a fence
And you can guess that I've been runnin' ever since
Ain't no one that's 'bout to help, and I'll keep on, I tell myself
I don't care! I don't care!

I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!

Ain't no one that's 'bout to help
And I'll keep on, I tell myself
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!

Blue Canadian Rockies
Composer(s): Cindy Walker
First release by: Gene Autry - 1950
Covered by multiple other artists



In the Blue Canadian Rockies
Spring is sighin' through the trees
And the golden poppies are bloomin'
Round the banks of Lake Louise

Across the sea they call me
And I'm lonesome and so blue
For the Blue Canadian Rockies
And the girl I love so true

Spring is sighin' through the trees
Round the banks of Lake Louise

Across the sea they call me
And I'm lonesome and so blue
For the Blue Canadian Rockies
And the girl I love so true

Porta Portese
Composer(s): Claudio Baglioni; Antonio Coggio
Performer(s): Claudio Baglioni



È domenica mattina
si è svegliato già il mercato
in licenza son tornato e sono qua
per comprarmi dei blue jeans
al posto di questa divisa
e stasera poi le faccio una sorpresa...

C'è la vecchia che ha sul banco
foto di Papa Giovanni
lei sta qui da quarant'anni o forse più
e i suoi occhi han visto re
scannati ricchi ed impiegati
capelloni ladri artisti e figli di...
- e figli di...

Porta Portese
Porta Portese
Porta Portese
cosa avrai di più?...

Vado avanti a gomitate
tra la gente che si affolla
le patacche che ti ammolla quello là
ci ha di tutto pezzi d'auto
spade antiche quadri falsi
e la foto nuda di Brigitte Bardot...
- Brigitte Bardot...

Porta Portese
Porta Portese
Porta Portese
cosa avrai di più?...

Tutti rotti quei calzoni
si vabbè che è roba usata
ma chissà chi l'ha portata quanto vuoi?
Quella lì non è possibile
che è lei insieme a un altro
non è certo suo fratello quello
e se l'è scelto proprio bello
ci son cascato come un pollo io...

"A ragà...
ma che hai fatto?
Ma 'sti carzoni li vòi o nun li vòi?"
Porta Portese
Porta Portese
Porta Portese
cosa avrai tu?

Porta Portese
Porta Portese
Porta Portese
cosa avrai tu?

Porta Portese
Porta Portese
Porta Portese
cosa avrai di più?
"Fiore de sale
l'amore fa penà ma nun se mòre...
d'amore nun se mòre
ma se sta male..."

Golden Memories And Silver Tears
Composer(s): Cindy Walker
Performer(s): Jim Reeves



I dream of a golden moon and silver stars
When first we met and danced to sweet guitars
Music that breaks my heart bringing me dear golden memories and silver tears
Golden memories and silver tears are my lonely heart's suvenirs
All that you've left me are memories dear golden memories and silver tears

And now dear my golden moon pass and turn to blue
And all those silver stars are gone with you
Old memory of love bringing me pain oh how sad to love and love all in vain
Golden memories and silver tears...

Porque Volviste
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez;
and various other artists



Porque volviste a mi
siendo tan grande el mundo
habiendo tantos hombres
porque volviste a mi

Despues de aquel ayer
que tu lo maldeciste
y luego lo destruiste
a que quieres volver

En mi ya no hay amor
en mi alma ya no hay nada
mi vida aventurera
contigo se acabo

Porque volviste a mi
buscando compasion
sabiendo que en la vida
ya estoy entre los brazos
de mi unica ilusion

Porque volviste a mi
siendo tan grande el mundo...
(se repite todo)

The Old Kalahari
Composer(s): Danie Pretorius
Performer(s): Jim Reeves



Ver in die Ou Kalahari
Daar sing die Boere so
Gee ons die Ou Kalahari
Die Ou Kalahari bo

In misty plains all around me
The burning sun and sand
Lovely and peaceful surroundings
My old Kalahari land

Sonbesies sing in jou bosse
Die hittige son te versmaai
Rooi Afrikaner-osse
Sien jy om elke draai

Ver in die Ou Kalahari
Tot daar in die Molopo
Gee ons die Ou Kalahari
Die Ou Kalahari bo

When I am called on safari
By him whom I cannot deny
I pray that the old Kalahari
Will be part of that land in the sky

Porque Negar
Composer(s): Agustín Lara
Performer(s): Javier Solís;
and various other artists



¿A qué negar que fue la vida la que nuestras almas vino a separar
¿A qué mentir? es imposible que el corazón pueda sin amor vivir
Es natural que mi cariño huérfano de besos busque en donde estar
Es natural, lo pienso así, que al fin y al cabo no hay nada en el mundo que te borre a ti

Tu imagen no se aparta de mi pensamiento
por diferentes rumbos hemos de seguir
Es natural que mi cariño huérfano de besos
busque en donde estar
Es natural, lo pienso así que al fin y al cabo 
no hay nada en el mundo que te borre a ti

Tu imagen no se aparta de mi pensamiento
por diferentes rumbos hemos de seguir
Es natural que mi cariño huérfano de besos
busque en donde estar
Es natural, lo pienso así que al fin y al cabo 
no hay nada en el mundo que te borre a ti

So Good Together
Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Andy Kim
Performer(s): Andy Kim



(Baby we're good together)
Yes we're so good together 
I know it happening but I can't believe it
I just love this feeling that's going thru me 
When you hold me baby I'm all on fire 
It's a kind of magic what you're doing to me
I just want to tell you how good you make me feel
If you got a life-time to spare,baby I will 
If I could only put myself inside you
You could see thru my eyes and feel what I'm feeling
Then you might just start to understand 
Why my head is flying and my head is reeeling
I just want to tell you how good you make me feel 
If you got a life-time to spare baby I will
(Baby we're good together)
Yes we're so good together
So if you got a life-time to spare
Wo-o-o-o-o-o
(Come on baby na-na-na-na-na)
Come on baby na-na-na-na-na
I just want to tell you how good you make me feel 
If you got a life-time to spare oh baby I will
(Baby we're good together)
Yeah yeah yes we're so good together

Porque Cantamos
Composer(s): Mario Benedetti; Alberto Favero
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto;
and various other artists



Si cada hora vino con su muerte
si el tiempo es una cueva de ladrones
los aires ya no eran Buenos Aires
la vida nada mas que un blanco movil
Usted preguntará porque cantamos?
Si los nuestros quedaron sin abrazos
la patria casi muerta de tristeza
y el corazon del hombre se hizo añicos
antes de que explotara la verguenza

Usted preguntará porque cantamos

Cantamos porque el rio esta sonando
y cuando suena el rio suena el rio
cantamos porque el cruel no tiene nombre
y en cambio tiene nombre su destino
Cantamos porque el niño y porque todo
y porque algun futuro y porque el pueblo
cantamos porque los sobrevivientes
y nuestros muertos quieren que cantemos

Si fuimos lejos como un horizonte
si aqui quedaron arboles y cielo
si cada noche siempre era una ausencia
y cada despertar un desencuentro
Usted preguntará porque cantamos

Cantamos porque llueve sobre el surco
y somos militantes de la vida
y porque no queremos ni queremos
dejar que la cancion se haga ceniza
Cantamos porque el grito no es bastante
y no es bastante el llanto ni la bronca
cantamos porque creemos en la gente
y porque venceremos la derrota

Cantamos porque el sol nos reconoce
y porque el campo huele a primavera
y porque en este tallo en aquel fruto
cada pregunta tiene su respuesta

Hallelujah
First performance by: Gali Atari & Milk And Honey - 1979



Hallelujah, sing a song
Hallejuah, we follow along
With a simple word of single word
He bless the sky, the tree, the bird
And we'll fill our hearts with joy
Hallelujah

Hallelujah, sounds of love
Hallelujah, it's sunshine above
Hallelujah, the bells will go ringing
And dinging from dawn 'till night
Hallelujah

Hallelujah, day by day
Hallelujah, don't throw it away
Fly and spread your wings, and we'll try
Be free again like a butterfly
Come along and sing with us
Hallelujah

Hallelujah, sounds of love
Hallelujah, it's sunshine above
Hallelujah, the bells will go ringing
And dinging from dawn 'till night
Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hand in hand
Hallelujah, all over the land
Hallelujah, let's strive from the start
And sing it with all our heart
Hallelujah

Hallelujah, sounds of love
Hallelujah, it's sunshine above
Hallelujah, the bells will go ringing
And dinging from dawn 'till night
Hallelujah

Hallelujah, the bells will go ringing
And dinging from dawn 'till night
Hallelujah 

Pornographie
Composer(s): Georges Moustaki; Manos Hadjidakis
Performer(s): Georges Moustaki



Pornographie amour délice orgie
Philosophie d'un monde qui s'ennuie
Pornographie l'argent et les yeux brillent
On se maquille aux couleurs de la nuit

Je me donne à qui me prend
C'est la valse du plus offrant
Je me vends à tous les vents
Je peut faire semblant

Pornographie Paris Hambourg Manille
Démystifie fantasmes et manies
Tombent les masques
La chair est triste et flasque
Dans la bourrasque
Des plaisirs interdits

Je me donne à qui me prend
C'est la valse du plus offrant
Je me vends à tous les vents
Je peux faire semblant

Pornographie amour délice orgie
Philosophie d'un monde qui s'ennuie
Pornographie l'argent et les yeux brillent
On se maquille et on se déshabille
Pornographie amour délice orgie
Philosophie du monde d'aujourd'hui

Aleluya
((Adapted from: Hallelujah (by Leonard Cohen) - 1984))
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen; Rudy Pérez
Performer(s): Il Divo - 2008

Titles In Other Languages:
2004 - Hallelujah (by Rob de Nijs)
2009 - Desatero



Un soldado a casa regreso
Y un niño enfermo se curo
Y hoy no hay trabajo en el bosque de la lluvia

Un desamparado se salvo
Por causa de una buena acción
Y hoy ya nadie lo repudia, Aleluya

Aleluya, Aleluya
Aleluya, Aleluya

Un ateo que consiguió creer
Y un hambriento y tener de comer
Y hoy donaron a una iglesia una fortuna

Que la guerra pronto se acabara
Que en el mundo al fin reinara la paz
Que no habrá miseria alguna, Aleluya

Aleluya, Aleluya
Aleluya, Aleluya

Porque la norma sea el amor
Y no gobierne la cruzión sino
Lo bueno y lo mejor del alma pura

Porque Dios nos proteja de un mal final
Porque un día podamos estar de en tal
Porque acaben un día con tanta furia, Aleluya

Aleluya, Aleluya
Aleluya, Aleluya
Aleluya, Aleluya

Pore Jud Is Daid
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Richard Rodgers
Performer(s): Nelson Eddy;
and various other artists



[Curly]
Poor Jud is dead
Poor Jud Fry is dead
All gather round his coffin now and cry
He had a heart of gold
And he wasn't very old
Oh why did such a feller have to die?

Poor Jud is dead
Poor Jud Fry is dead
He's lookin' oh so peaceful and serene ([Jud] and serene)
He's all laid out to rest
With his hands acrost his chest
His fingernails have never been so clean

Then the preacher'd get up and he'd say
"Folks, we are gathered here to mourn and groan over our brother Jud Fry
Who hung hisself up by a rope in the smokehouse"
And then there'd be weepin' an' wailin' --- from some of those women ---
Then he'd say, "Jud was the most misunderstood man in this territory
People used to think he was a mean ugly fella 
and called him a dirty skunk and an ornery pig stealer
[Jud gives him a dirty look]
But

The folks that really knowed him
Knowed that beneath them two dirty shirts he always wore
There beat a heart as big as all outdoors ([Jud] as big as all outdoors)
Jud Fry loved his fellow man ([Jud] he loved his fellow man)

He loved the birds of the forest
And the beasts of the fields
He loved the mice and the vermin in the barn
And he treated the rats like equals (which was right)
He loved all the little children
He loved everything and everybody in the world
Only . . . only he never let on
And nobody ever knowed it

Poor Jud is dead
Poor Jud Fry is dead
His friends are weepin' wail for miles around ([Jud] miles around)
The daisies in the dell
Will give out a different smell
Because poor Jud is underneath the ground

[Jud]
Poor Jud is dead
A candle lights his head
He's layin' in a coffin made of wood ([Curly] wood)
And folks are feelin' sad
'Cuz they used to treat him bad
And now they know their friend has gone for good ([Curly] good)

[Both]
Poor Jud is dead
A candle lights his head

[Curly]
He's lookin' oh so purty and so nice
He looks like he's asleep
It's a shame that he won't keep
But it's summer and we're runnin' out a' ice

[Both]
Poooooor Juuuuuuud
Poooooor Juuuuuuud