Sous Les Ponts De Paris
(English Version: Under The Bridges Of Paris)
Composer(s): Jean Rodor - Vincent Scotto
Performer(s): Lucienne Delyle
and multiple other artists



Pour aller à Suresnes ou bien à Charenton
Tout le long de la Seine on passe sous les ponts
Pendants le jour, suivant son cours
Tout Paris en bateau défile
L' cœur plein d'entrain, ça va, ça vient
Mais l' soir lorsque tout dort tranquille.......

Sous les ponts de Paris, lorsque descend la nuit
Tout's sort's de gueux se faufil'nt en cachette
Et sont heureux de trouver une couchette
Hôtel du courant d'air, où l'on ne paie pas cher
L'parfum et l'eau c'est pour rien mon marquis
Sous les ponts de Paris

A la sortie d' l'usine, Julot rencontre Nini
Ça va t'y la rouquine, c'est la fête aujourd'hui
Prends ce bouquet, quelqu's brins d' muguet
C'est peu mais c'est tout' ma fortune
Viens avec moi; j' connais l'endroit
Où l'on n' craint même pas l'clair de lune

Sous les ponts de Paris, lorsque descend la nuit
Comme il n'a pas de quoi s' payer une chambrette
Un couple heureux vient s'aimer en cachette
Et les yeux dans les yeux faisant des rêves bleus
Julot partage les baisers de Nini
Sous les ponts de Paris

Rongée par la misère, chassée de son logis
L'on voit un' pauvre mère avec ses trois petits
Sur leur chemin, sans feu ni pain
Ils subiront leur sort atroce
Bientôt la nuit la maman dit
Enfin ils vont dormir mes gosses

Sous les ponts de Paris, lorsque descend la nuit
Viennent dormir là tout près de la Seine
Dans leur sommeil ils oublieront leur peine
Si l'on aidait un peu, tous les vrais miséreux
Plus de suicid's ni de crim's dans la nuit
Sous les ponts de Paris

Hang On The Bell, Nellie
Performer(s): The Chad Mitchell Trio; Billy Cotton



The scene was in the jailhouse, and if curfew rang that night
Nell's dad in number 13 cell would go out like a light
She knew her dad was innocent, so plucky Little Nell
She tied her tender torso to the clapper of the bell

Hang on the bell, Nellie, hang on the bell
Your poor daddy's locked in a cold prison cell
As you swing to the left, Nellie swing to the right
Remember that curfew bell must never ring tonight

It all started when sweet Nellie said, "No! No!" to Handsome Jack
And struggled for her virtue there down by the railroad track
Nell's dad came to her rescue as the train roared down the line
Jack fell back across the track and paid the price of crime

Nell's dad he got arrested, and brought up before the Law
The Sheriff said, "Old Handsome Jack ain't handsome any more"
Poor Nell she cried and pleaded, but the jury didn't care
They didn't have a sofa, so they offered him the chair

They pulled upon the bell rope, but there was no ting-a-ling
They could not get their foul deed done, for curfew would not ring
To and fro aloft swung Nell, while below they pulled and heaved
When suddenly a voice cried "Stop! Your daddy's been reprieved!"

They cut her fair young body down, while she made protests weak
And as they laid her out upon the ground, she cried in girlish pique
"Look I tried to save my daddy, which was true a noble thing
But still, while I was up there, man I learned it's fun to swing"

Hang on the bell, Nellie, hang on the bell
So your poor daddy's sprung from his cold prison cell
As you swing to the left, Nellie swing to the right
No matter when that curfew rings, we're gonna swing tonight

Under The Bridges Of Paris
(French Version: Sous Les Ponts De Paris)
Composer(s): Jean Rodor - Vincent Scotto - Dorcas Cochran
Performer(s): Eartha Kitt
and multiple other artists



How would you like to be
Down by the Seine with me
Oh what I'd give for a moment or two
Under the bridges of Paris with you

Darling I'd hold you tight
Far from the eyes of night
Under the bridges of Paris with you
I'd make your dreams come true

(How would you like to be
Down by the Seine with me
Oh what I'd give for a moment or two
Under the bridges of Paris with you)

Darling I'd hold you tight
Far from the eyes of night
Under the bridges of Paris with you
I'd make your dreams come true

Hang On Sloopy
Composer(s): Wes Farrell; Bert Russell
Performer(s): The McCoys



Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on 
Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on

Sloopy lives in a very bad part of town
And everybody there tries to put my Sloopy down
Sloopy I don't care what your daddy do
'Cause you know Sloopy girl I'm in love with you
And so I'm singing...

Chorus:
Yeah yeah yeah yeah...

Sloopy let your hair down girl, let it run down on me
Sloopy let your hair down girl, let it run down on me

Come on Sloopy 
Come on, come on
Come on Sloopy 
Come on, come on
Well come on Sloopy 
Come on, come on
Well come on Sloopy 
Come on, come on

Well it feels so good 
Come on, come on 
You know it feels so good 
Come on, come on

Well shake it, shake it, shake it Sloopy 
Come on, come on
Well shake it, shake it, shake it yeah
Yeah...

Hemel En Aarde
First performance by: Edsilia Rombley - 1998



Nederland was koel en kil en dan vooral het weer
De wind die laat nooit stil en mijn liefdes leven des te meer
Wat ik in jou ogen las ontsnapte bij mij het vuur
Zo word nog wel is onderschat de kracht van de natuur

Hemel en aarde bewegen als jij voor mij staat
Het is voor mij bewezen dat het lot bestaat
Hemel en aarde gaan open als jij mij aanraakt
Ik wilde nooit geloven maar er is meer tussen hemel en aarde

Zwarte luchten breken open aan de horizon
Nu zal ik me warmen aan de stralen van de zon
Ik heb de liefde geprobeerd maar het was nooit wat het leek
Maar ik zag de toekomst toen ik in jouw ogen keek

Hemel en aarde bewegen als jij voor mij staat
Het is voor mij bewezen dat het lot bestaat
Hemel en aarde gaan open als jij mij aanraakt
Ik wilde nooit geloven maar er is meer tussen hemel en aarde

Als jij voor mij staat, dat het lot bestaat
Hemel en aarde gaan open als jij mij aanraakt
Ik wilde nooit geloven maar er is meer
Als jij voor mij staat, dat het lot bestaat
Hemel en aarde
Ik wilde nooit geloven, maar er is meer tussen hemel en aarde

Hang In Long Enough
Composer(s): Phil Collins
Performer(s): Phil Collins; The Starlite Orch.



The signs are getting clearer, clearer than you need
The writing's on the wall, for you to see

You never thought you'd ever get the taste
You never thought that it could be this good
Just tell me what you want and I'll find the key
Reach out and touch it's all yours

If you hang in long enough, you'll do it
Just hang in long enough

You're down on the ground, or so you say
You'd sell the hole in your pocket, if you could find a way
Don't ask me how I know, you don't wanna hear
It's been a long hard road, and the end is getting near

You never thought you'd ever get the chance
You never thought your break would come along
If you tell me what you want, I'll find the key
Just reach out and touch it's all yours

If you hang in...

They always say
The best things in life are free
But you want to have everything
Well you're going to have to beg if you want it all

So hang in long enough, you'll do it
Hang in long enough

They'll let you out, then pull you in
Playing hell with your emotions
You'll feel like giving in.

So just hang in long enough...

Sous Le Soleil Exactement
(English Version: The Sun Directly Overhead - 1995)
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
First release by: Anna Karina - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



Un point précis sous le tropique
Du Capricorne ou du Cancer
Depuis j'ai oublié lequel
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous

Etait-ce le Nouveau-Mexique
Vers le Cap Horn, vers le Cap Vert
Etait-ce sur un archipel
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous

Dans quel pays, dans quel district
C'était tout au bord de la mer
Depuis j'ai oublié laquelle
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous

C'est sûrement un rêve érotique
Que je me fais les yeux ouverts
Et pourtant si c'était réel?
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous

Handy Man
Composer(s): Otis Blackwell; Jimmy "Handyman" Jones
Performer(s): Del Shannon;
and various other artists



Hey girls, gather round 
Listen to what I'm putting down 
Hey babe, I'm your handy man 

I'm not the kind to use a pencil or rule 
I'm handy with love and I'm no fool 
I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can 

If your broken heart should need repair 
Then I'm the man to see 
I whisper sweet things, you tell all your friends 
They'll come runnin' to me

Here is the main thing I want to say 
I'm busy 24 hours a day 
I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can 

Come, come, come 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Come, come, come 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
They'll come runnin' to me 
That's me
I'm your handy man

Come a come a come a come a come come
Yeah..... yeah yeah

Where Are You?
Composer(s): Scott English - Phil Manikiza - Simon Stirling
First performance by: Imaani - 1998



I see your picture in a frame
I see a face without a name
Riding alone on an empty train
Where are you?
 
I live in a house of broken hearts
Leaves are falling in the park
Every day is a question mark
Where are you?
 
I would drive through the rain (to find you)
Walk a desert plain (behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
 
Through the storm I call your name (to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
 
Lying in my room at night
Silhouettes are dressed in white
Waiting for the morning light
Where are you?
 
Each day you will live and learn
As the wheels of heaven turn
For you my candle burns
Where are you?
 
I would drive through the rain (to find you)
Walk a desert plain (behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
 
Through the storm I call your name (to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
 
(So near) so near
(So far) so far
Out there I can almost touch you
You're here in my mind all the time
Where are you now?
 
(I would drive through the rain) to find you
(Walk a desert plain behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
 
Through the storm (I call your name to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you?
Where are you now?
 
(I would drive through the rain to find you)
(Walk a desert plain behind you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
 
Through the storm (I call your name to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
(If you unlock these chains)

Handy
Composer(s): Andy Powell; Ted Turner;
Martin Turner; Steve Upton
Performer(s): Wishbone Ash



Was sat down by my fire, hear a voice of desire
Want to be friends again
I keep tellin’ you,man, she’s only a pain
She don’t fit in my scene
She don’t fit in my world no more
And the best has to stay
Keep knockin’ on my door 
She’s gone away
We’re kickin’ the thoughts around the floor

Sous Le Ciel De Paris
((English Version: Under Paris Skies (by Frank Chacksfield) - 1952))
Composer(s): Jean Dréjac - Hubert Giraud
First performance by: Jean Bretonnière - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists



Sous le ciel de Paris
S’envole une chanson
Elle est née d’aujourd’hui
Dans le coeur d’un garçon
Sous le ciel de Paris
Marchent les amoureux
Leur bonheur se construit
Sur un fait pour eux
Sous le pont de Bercy
Un philosophe assis
Deux musiciens, quelques badauds
Puis des gens par milliers 
Sous le ciel de Paris
Jusqu’au soir vont chanter
L’hymne d’un peuple épris
De sa vieille Cité
Prés de Notre-Dame
Parfois couve un drame
Oui, mais à Paname
Tout peut s’arranger
Quelques rayons du ciel d’été
L’accordéon d’un marinier
L’espoir fleurit
Au ciel de Paris 
Sous le ciel de Paris
Coule un fleuve joyeux
Il endort dans la nuit
Les clochards et les gueux
Sous le ciel de Paris
Les oiseaux du Bon Dieu
Viennent du monde entier
Pour bavarder entre eux
Et le ciel de Paris
A son secret pour lui
Depuis vingt siècles il est épris
De notre île Saint-Louis 
Quand elle lui sourit
Il met son habit bleu
Quand il pleut sur Paris
C’est qu’il est malheureux
Quand il est trop jaloux
De ses millions d’amants
Il fait gronder sur eux
Son tonnerre éclatant
Mais le ciel de Paris n’est pas longtemps cruel...
Pour se faire pardonner, il offre un arc-en-ciel...

Handsome Johnny
Composer(s): Lou Gossett; Richie Havens
Performer(s): Richie Havens; The Flaming Lips



Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Concord?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand
Marching to the Concord war, hey marching to the Concord war

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Gettysburg?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a flintlock in his hand
Marching to the Gettysburg war, hey marching to the Gettysburg war

Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Dunkirk?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a carbine in his hand
Marching to the Dunkirk war, hey marching to the Dunkirk war

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Korea?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M1 in his hand
Marching to the Korean war, hey marching to the Korean war

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Vietnam?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M15
Marching to the Vietnam war, hey marching to the Vietnam war

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Birmingham?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with his hand rolled in a fist
Marching to the Birmingham war, hey marching to the Birmingham war

Hey, it's a long hard road, it's a long hard road
It's a long hard road, before we'll be free

Hey, what's the use of singing this song, some of you are not even listening
Tell me what it is we've got to do: wait for our fields to start glistening
Wait for the bullets to start whistling
Here comes a hydrogen bomb, here comes a guided missile
Here comes a hydrogen bomb: I can almost hear its whistle

Se Eu Te Pudesse Abraçar
First performance by: Alma Lusa - 1998



Todas as terras do mundo
Têm alma de Portugal
Onde quer que estejas
Onde quer que vás
A saudade já lá está

Se eu te pudesse abraçar
E depois falar contigo
Tinha tanta coisa para te contar
Meu irmão e meu amigo

Caminhar, caminhar
Faz-se caminho ao andar
Terra mãe, pátria lar
Que a distancia faz chorar

Navegar, navegar
Sobre a terra e sobre o mar
É preciso acreditar
Se eu te pudesse abraçar.

Em todas as partes do Mundo
Há gente de Portugal
Com saudade de alguém que deixou alguém
Do outro lado do mar

Se eu te pudesse abraçar
E depois falar contigo
Tinha tanta coisa para te dizer
Meu irmão e meu amigo

Caminhar, .....

Hands Across The Table
Composer(s): Mitchell Parish; Jean Delettre
Performer(s): Coleman Hawkins;
and various other artists



Dinner is ended, the music is grand
Softly the lanterns gleam
Isn't it splendid to sit hand in hand
Silently lost in a dream?

Hands across the table
While the lights are low
Tho' you hush your lips
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly
And they say in their little way 
That you belong to me

Silence is golden, so do not reply
And I shall understand
All can be told in a look of your eye
And in a touch of your hand

Hand across the table
While the lights are low
Tho' you hush your lips
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly
And they say in their little way 
That you belong to me

Soupçons
(Adapted from: Suspicious Minds - 1968)
(Italian Version: Ultimo Tango A Memphis - 1997)
Composer(s): Mark James - Michel Mallory
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1973



Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit 
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous 
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits 
Un doute est venu pour tout briser 

On fait mourir les rêves avec des soupçons 
Et un amour s'achève avec des soupçons 

Toi tu doutes de moi, moi je doute de toi 
On imagine tout ce qu'on ne sait pas, oh oui 
On se dit des mots des mots qui sonnent faux 
On ment du cœur on ment des lèvres 

On fait mourir les rêves avec des soupçons 
Et un amour s'achève avec des soupçons 

Écoute que ton cœur il sait 
Combien je t'aime malgré tout 
Si tu lisais dans mes yeux, je sais 
Que toujours tu verrais vérité 
Vérité, vérité, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais 

Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit 
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous 
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits 
Un doute est venu pour tout briser 

Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit 
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous 
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits 
Un doute est venu pour tout briser...

Hands Across The Sea
Performer(s): Shirley Bassey



If I could reach out
With my hands across the sea
I'd take you in my arms
And never set you free
How I'd hold you and hold you
Forever more in my heart

My love would be there
With my hands across the sea
To tell you what I feel
And what you mean to me
I'd then hold you and hold you
And never more would we part

But you're much too far
For my hands to reach out
For my heart to remind you of me
Too long is the distance between us
Too wide and too deep is the sea

Now, I can't reach out
With my hands across the sea
But there's one thing I can do
I can hope, I can pray
I can wait for you

Ultimo Tango A Memphis
(Adapted from: Suspicious Minds - 1968)
(French Version: Soupçons - 1973)
Composer(s): Mark James - Luciano Ligabue
Performer(s): Luciano Ligabue - 1997



Camminerò
Fuori e dentro di me
Fuori da chi mi avete chiesto
Vi lascierò
In giro i giochi che ho
Voi fate pure, io
intanto, non cresco
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Pensi di avermi, pensi
Senza averne un'idea
Camminerò
Fino a quando ce n'ho
Conosco il buio ed altri posti
E mi slaccierò
Quella cintura che so
Che ti fa dire "ci
siamo già visti?"
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Mi hanno voluto Elvis
Per la loro allegria
Ho un magazzino pieno
Di sogni già fatti
Alcuni ancora buoni
Parecchi son rotti
Ma ci sono eh se ci sono
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Pensi di avermi, pensi
Senza averne un'idea
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Mi hanno voluto Elvis
Per la loro allegria
(Damianò)

Hands Across The Border
Composer(s): Ned Washington; Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): Roy Rogers



Hands across the border
Hands that reach my heart are stirring tender memories
And the touch of them will haunt me forever
Dream so much of them I'm never at ease
I've held your hands across the border
Since we've been apart
But now I want to see things through
Back where dreams are made to order in our old rendezvous
Hands across the border, calling me to you

Suspicious Minds
Composer(s): Mark James
First release by: Mark James - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1973 - Soupçons
1997 - Ultimo Tango A Memphis



We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I say?
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And we can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
So, if an old friend I know
Drops by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
Here we go again
Asking where I've been
You can't see these tears are real
I'm crying
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And be can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
Oh let our love survive
Or dry the tears from your eyes
Let's don't let a good thing die
When honey, you know
I've never lied to you
Mmm yeah, yeah

Handprints On The Wall
Composer(s): Scott Innes; Claude Parish; Nelson Blanchard
Performer(s): Kenny Rogers



The wait turned into hours
Before you came my way
The smile that filled a daddy's heart
On the special day
The moment left me speechless
I didn't know what to say
Then you took your first breath
That took mine away

Days go by so quickly
Summer turns to fall
Seems like only yesterday
That you began to crawl
So don't be afraid to take that step
I'll catch you when you fall
I don't mind if you leave behind
A few handprints on the wall

I can't describe this feeling
Way down deep inside
The itsy-bitsy spider
Was the first thing that we tried
Patty cake, the baker's man
With your hands so very small
You could always stay this young
And I wouldn't mind at all

Days go by so quickly
Summer turns to fall
Seems like only yesterday
That you began to crawl
So don't be afraid to take that step
I'll catch you when you fall
I don't mind if you leave behind
A few handprints on the wall