L'amour À La Française
First performance by: Les Fatals Picards - 2007



I remember jolie demoiselle, the last summer, nous, la tour Eiffel
I remember comme tu étais belle, so beautiful with your sac Chanel
Sur les ponts de la Seine, let's do it again, again, again, again,
You gave me a rendez-vous, what is it ? what is it ?

Je le chercher à toi, dans les rues, je ne suis pas venir car tu ne l'es plus
Je le regarde partout, where are you ? My heart is bleeding, Oh I miss you
L'amour à la française, let's do it again, again, again, again,
You gave me a rendez-vous

Et je cours, je cours, je cours, I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour
Je suis perdu, here without you, and I'm crazy, seul à Paris
Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't, et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Champs Elysées, alone, la nuit, le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty

Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux, et dans le ciel, I miss you so
A souvenir, a rendez-vous, des fleurs, des fleurs, des fleurs for you
Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't, et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Je suis perdu here without you, and I'm crazy, seul à Paris

I remember jolie demoiselle, the last summer, comme tu étais belle
I remember, nous, la tour Eiffel, so beautiful with your sac Chanel
L'amour à la française, c'est que je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime
I give you a rendez-vous

Et je cours, je cours, je cours, I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour
Je suis perdu, here without you and I'm crazy, seul à Paris
Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Champs Elysées, alone, la nuit, le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty
Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux et dans le ciel, I miss you so
A souvenir, a rendez-vous, des fleurs, des fleurs, des fleurs for you
Je tu le manque, sans toi I can't et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Je suis perdu here without you...

Ho Un Anno Di Più
Composer(s): Lucio Battisti; Mogol
Performer(s): Lucio Battisti



Ma che cosa è cambiato dopo che ti ho incontrato?
Direi non molto
Ma che cosa è restato dopo che ti ho amato?
Direi non molto

Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu
Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu
Ho un anno di più

Io giocavo a pallone, sono il solito scarpone
ma ancora gioco
E per fare impressione, sai che imitavo il pavone
ancora gioco

Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu
Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu
Ho un anno di più

Il mio vecchio editore, l' ho sempre fatto arrabbiare
lavoravo poco
Ora è quasi contento, dice che scrivo con più sentimento
lavoro poco

Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu. ...
Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu
Ho un anno di più

Ma che cosa è cambiato dopo che ti ho incontrato?
Direi non molto
Ma che cosa è restato dopo che ti ho amato?
Direi non molto
Un anno di più, un anno di più... un anno di più...

Ho un anno di più e qualcosa in meno, tu ...

Stayin' In
Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk
Performer(s): Bobby Vee



I punched my buddy in the nose after lunch
Now I'm in trouble 'cause the dean saw the punch
He was tellin' things that were not true about her
So I let him have it in the cafeteria

Now I'm stayin' in, stayin' in
My, my baby's walkin' home with him
They passed my window hand-in-hand just then
But what can I do? 'cause I'm stayin' in

If she just knew what that son-of-a-gun said
I know she wouldn't be caught with him dead
She don't know what he has got up his sleeve
But she would find out if I could only leave

But I'm stayin' in, stayin' in
My, my baby's walkin' home with him
I did it then, and I'd do it again
I love her so, but I'm stayin' in

Ho Difeso Il Mio Amore
English Title: Nights In White Satin
Composer(s): Justin Hayward; Daniele Pace
Performer(s): Nomadi;
Renato Dei Profeti; Ivana Spagna



Queste parole
sono scritte da chi
non ha visto più il sole
per amore di lei

Io le ho trovate
in un campo di fiori
Sopra una pietra
c’era scritto così

Ho difeso
ho difeso
il mio amore
il mio amore

C’era una data
l'otto di maggio
lei era bella
era tutto per lui

Poi venne un altro
gliela strappa di mano
cosa poi sia successo
lo capite anche voi

Ho difeso
ho difeso
il mio amore
il mio amore

Questa è una storia
che finisce così
sopra una pietra
che la pioggia bagnò

Son tornato una notte
e ho sentito una voce
il grido di un uomo
che chiedeva
perdono

Ho difeso
ho difeso
il mio amore
il mio amore

Ho difeso
ho difeso
il mio amore
il mio amore

The Worrying Kind
Composer(s): Ola Salo
First performance by: The Ark - 2007



Mmm...
Moves – I like to make 'em
Grooves – I like to shake 'em
Shake 'em from my troublesome mind
'Cause sometimes you'll find
That I'm out of my mind
You see, baby, I'm the worrying kind
 
Words – I like to break 'em
Words – I like to shake 'em
Shake 'em from my troublesome mind
And you turn up your nose
It's a joke, you suppose
But baby, I'm the worrying kind
 
So if you see me somewhere
With that glassy old stare
And the panic and fear in my eyes
Don't call for first aid or the fire brigade
Or the local police, 'cause they won't care
 
I'm just a silly old boy with my head in the can
Just a mortal with potential of a superman
But what sense does it make
When I feel like a fake
When I'm saying to you all: be good for goodness sake?
Yoohoo... aha ooh...
 
Words – I like to break 'em
Words – I like to shake 'em
Shake 'em from my troublesome mind
And why? – Heaven knows, it's a joke, I suppose
But baby, I'm the worrying kind
Yeah
 
So if you see me somewhere
With that glassy old stare
And the panic and fear in my eyes
Don't call for first aid or the fire brigade
Or the local police, 'cause they won't care
 
I'm just a silly old boy with my head in the can
Just a mortal with potential of a superman
But what sense does it make
When I feel like a fake
When I'm saying to you all: be good for goodness sake?
Yoohoo... aha ooh...
 
Oh, words – I like to break 'em
Words – I like to shake 'em
Shake 'em from my troublesome mind
And why? – Heaven knows, it's a joke, I suppose
But baby, I'm the worrying kind
 
And you turn up your nose
And you say it's a pose
But baby, I'm the worrying kind
Yeah, sometimes I'm blind
I'm just out of my mind
Baby, I'm the worrying kind
 
Oh yeah
Oh... oh... oh yeah

Ho Ancora La Forza
Composer(s): Francesco Guccini; Luciano Ligabue
Performer(s): Luciano Ligabue



Ho ancora la forza che serve a camminare
picchiare ancora contro per non lasciarmi stare
ho ancora quella forza che ti serve
quando dici: "Si comincia!"

E ho ancora la forza di guardarmi attorno
mischiando le parole con due pacchetti al giorno
di farmi trovar lì da chi mi vuole
sempre nella mia camicia...

Abito sempre qui da me
in questa stessa strada che non sai mai se c'è
e al mondo sono andato
dal mondo son tornato sempre vivo...

Ho ancora la forza di starvi a raccontare
le mie storie di sempre, di come posso amare
di tutti quegli sbagli che per un
motivo o l'altro so rifare...

E ho ancora la forza di chiedere anche scusa
o di incazzarmi ancora con la coscienza offesa
di dirvi che comunque la mia parte
ve la posso garantire...

Abito sempre qui da me
in questa stessa strada che non sai mai se c'è
nel mondo sono andato
dal mondo son tornato sempre vivo...

Ho ancora la forza di non tirarmi indietro
di scegliermi la vita masticando ogni metro
di far la conta degli amici andati e dire
"Ci vediam più tardi ..."

E ho ancora la forza di scegliere parole
per gioco, per il gusto di potermi sfogare
perché, che piaccia o no, è capitato
che sia quello che so fare...

Abito sempre qui da me
in questa stessa strada che non sai mai se c'è
col mondo sono andato
e col mondo son tornato sempre vivo...

The Worryin' Kind
Composer(s): Diane Lampert - Scotty Turner
Performer(s): Tommy Sands
and multiple other artists



Well I've gotten me a baby
With a pair of rovin' eyes
But since I found her I'm the worryin' kind
When she's out on a date
She's always flirting with the guys
Makes me so jealous, I'm the worryin' kind
Now, if you ever see my baby
Say, I know you'll understand
Just why I say that I'm the worryin' kind
All the guys are all around her
Can't you see she in demand
I guess you see why I'm the worryin' kind
I date her once, twice
And I get to thinking, she's nice
When we get to kissin', mmm, gee
Just think what I been missin'
Now that I found her, goin' out of my mind
You know I worry 'bout my baby
Know that she's been runnin' 'round
Don't wanna show her, I'm the worryin' kind
I wants to find a way, a way
That I can finally tame her down
Then I no longer be the worryin' kind

Hmm Hmm Hmm
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg



Hmm hmm hmm
J'ai des doutes j'ai les affreux
Hmm Hmm Hmm
Les affreux de la création
Hmm Hmm Hmm
Comprenne qui veut
Pas si con
Hmm Hmm Hmm

Ah! ça c'est sûr j'suis pas Edgar Allen Poe
Manque de pot
Car pour c'qui est d'la po-
Esie on l'a ou on l'a pas dans la peau

J'suis pas non plus Arthur Rimbaud
Çui-là y d'vait faire un beau
Couple avec l'autre là merde j'ai beau
Chercher j'trouve pas boh

Çui-là pour l'égaler faut s'lever tôt
J'veux parler d'Antonin Artaud
Ouais le génie ça démarre tôt
Mais y a des fois ça rend marteau

Stayin' Alive
(Italian Version: Vivimus - 2008)
Composer(s): Robin Gibb - Barry Gibb - Maurice Gibb
First release by: Bee Gees - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around since I was born
And now it's all right 
It's OK
And you may look the other way
We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother 
you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive

Well now, I get low and I get high
and if I can't get either, I really try
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose
You know it's all right 
It's OK
I'll live to see another day
We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man

Life goin' nowhere 
Somebody help me
Somebody help me, yeah
Life goin' nowhere 
Somebody help me
Somebody help me, yeah 
Stayin' alive

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk
Music loud and women warm
I've been kicked around since I was born
And now it's all right 
It's OK
And you may look the other way
We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man

Life goin' nowhere 
Somebody help me
Somebody help me, yeah
Life goin' nowhere 
Somebody help me, yeah
I'm stayin' alive

Hjärtats Saga
Composer(s): Aström
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog



Var skog har nog sin källa
Var äng sin blomma har
Vart hjärta har sin saga
Från flydda ungdomsdar

Var skog har nog sin källa
Var äng sin blomma har
Vart hjärta har sin saga
Från flydda ungdomsdar

Och skogens källa sinar
Och ängens blomma dör
Men hjärtats tysta saga
Ej någon tid förstör

Och skogens källa sinar
Och ängens blomma dör
Men hjärtats tysta saga
Ej någon tid förstör

Visionary Dream
Composer(s): Beqa Jafaridze - Bibi Kvachadze
First performance by: Sopho - 2007



I'll dream up tales and rhymes
In visionary dream
This precious moment of my life
Holds me excited
 
I will fly away
To reach the heights I've ever dreamed
Beneath the sun
No sense of time and space
 
And dissipation of your light
Holds me excited
 
Clouds containing lakes
And in the haze of morning light
I feel embraced
 
Sailing through my story
Sharing my history
Sailing through my story
Sharing my history
 
Ha... haha hahaha...
 
Sailing through my story
Sharing my history
Sailing through my story
Sharing my history
 
The precious moment of my life
Holds me excited
The meditation of my dreams
Holds me delighted
 
I will fly away
To reach the ambience I've dreamed
Beneath the sun
 
Sailing through my story
Sharing my history
Sailing through my story
Sharing my history

Hjärtats Kronprins
Composer(s): H. Meyer; F. Weyrich; Stig Anderson
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog



Refräng:
Hjärtats kronprins, jag har sökt dig
Jag har sökt på alla sätt
Vill du föra mig i dansen
I en livslång menuett?

Du var blott en skuggestalt
Som jag sökte överallt
Och jag trodde knappast att du verklig var
När du nu framför mig står
Efter alla dessa år
Ja då hoppas jag att du kan ge mig svar

Refräng

Jag har dansat mången dans
Och har undrat var du fanns
Du som också ger och inte bara tar
Sådan man ska få min tro
För jag söker hjärtats ro
Det är skönt att komma hem för den som far

Refräng x2

Stay With Me Tonight
Composer(s): Raymond Jones
Performer(s): Jeffrey Osborne



Another morning, you are on my mind
Takin' up my time through all the day
I try control, every chance I see
Always you with me, that's in my dreams
You give me fever, love I can't explain
Fire uncontained, what is this, girl?
I try to fight, but I never win
Seems I just give in to your embrace
But oh, you try so hard not to say
Oh, all the things you do to me, and girl, oh
Oh, my love can't be concealed, girl, you know the deal
Baby, stay with me tonight

At my apartment, you've come to the door
Quarter after four AM, hello
We start to kiss, ooh we start to neck
You know what comes next, and you love it, girl
But oh, what we have it feels so good
Oh, and we both knew that it would, and girl
Oh, the feeling is so right, please come hold me tight
Baby, stay with me tonight

'Cause you give me special joy
Oh, make me feel just like a schoolboy, girl
Oh, give me feelings of delight
Please turn out the light
Baby, stay with me tonight, 'cause I love you
You know I really do love you, girl
It's been my innermost fantasy
To share my love and to give my love to you through the night!

You call me crazy, maybe that is true
But what can I do? I love you, girl
You got me movin', movin' left and right
Deep within the night, come here, my dear
You give me fever, love I can't explain
Fire uncontained, what is this, girl?
I try to fight, but I never win
Seems I just give in to your embrace

But oh, oh I pray you never leave
'Cause my heart would surely grieve so, girl
Oh, and you know I would not lie, girl, you are my pride
Baby, stay with me tonight
'Cause you give me special joy
Oh, make me feel like a schoolboy, girl, oh
Oh, the feeling is so right, please come hold me tight
Baby, stay with me tonight
Need you by my side, baby, stay with me tonight

Hi'way Songs
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot
Performer(s): Gordon Lightfoot



When I walk the hills so high around the town where I was born 
New York seems so far away though I was there just yesterday 

I have played on my guitar in coffeehouses, halls and bars 
Everyone that I call friend knows they will not be forgot 

Trains and planes and rented cars, singers, saints, and other stars 
I suspect them everyone, they'll never change it's too much fun 

Just for now I'd like to rest in the shade of a maple tree 
To the blue Canadian sky 
I'll say a prayer for the world out there

When I stand on my own sod it feels so good to be home, by God 
The winter wind has turned my head but I always came up warm somehow 

Bottles, beads, and cigarettes and lovers that I ain't found yet 
Picking with a friend 'til dawn, singing all those hi'way songs 

Just for now I'd like to rest in the shade of a maple tree 
To the blue Canadian sky I'll say a prayer for the world out there 

When I walk the hills so high around the town where I was born 
New York seems so far away though I was there just yesterday 

I would travel all my life if loneliness was not the price 
While heading north across that line is the only time I'm flying

Yassou Maria
Composer(s): Alex Papakonstantinou - Marcus Englöf - Mack
First performance by: Sarbel - 2007



First off, she's a lady, this is a lady's world
Man, she drives 'em crazy, dancin' like a cheeky girl
All eyes on Maria, no lie, she's the bomb
Oh my, they all wanna see her
All wanna be the lucky one
 
Shake it up, shake it up, there you go
Oh oh... yassou Maria
Turn around, bring it down, go slow
Heads up, Lord have mercy
 
Shake it up, shake it up, there you go
Oh oh... yassou Maria
Ai ai ai... there she goes
Maria
 
Yassou Maria
 
Moves like Aphrodite, so high above the rest
Smooth like Cleopatra, an angel in a devil's dress
Her hips, lust in motion, her lips, red like wine
She is the heart of attention
Probably should mention – she's mine
 
Shake it up, shake it up, there you go
Oh oh... yassou Maria
Turn around, bring it down, go slow
Heads up, Lord have mercy
 
Shake it up, shake it up, there you go
Oh oh... yassou Maria
Ai ai ai... there she goes
Maria
 
Shake it up, shake it up, there you go
Oh oh... yassou Maria
Turn around, bring it down, go slow
Heads up, Lord have mercy
 
Shake it up, shake it up, there you go
Oh oh... yassou Maria
Ai ai ai... there she goes
Maria
 
Maria, Maria, yassou Maria
Maria, Maria

Hits Van Toen
Composer(s): Jimmy Frey; W. Bellon
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey



Weet je nog de jaren zestig
De discotrend bestond nog niet
Iedereen zong de liedjes mee
Men danste toen nog met z'n twee
Alles leek toch zo eenvoudig
Computers waren onbekend
Men wist niets af van digitaal
Maar dit zong men in elke zaal
"Als een kus naar tranen smaakt" 

Geen video of CD speler
Geen turbo of zestien klep
Op zaterdag moest je nog naar school
De Beatles waren ons idool
Meisjes droegen korte rokjes
De jongens hadden heel lang haar
Op zestien kreeg je een eerste zoen
Luister naar een hit van toen
"Zo mooi, zo blond en zo alleen" 

Uitgaan met je vaders auto
Dat was een gebeurtenis
Je vertrok rond kwart voor acht
Maar zeker thuis voor middernacht
De bioscoop deed gouden zaken
Men zag z'n lievelingsfilm in kleur
Kermis was een feest voor jong en oud
Nog een lied waarvan je houdt
"Breng die rozen naar Sandra, 't is misschien niet te laat" 

Het is nu al zo lang geleden
Oh wat gaat de tijd toch snel
Een ding blijft toch steeds uniek
De kracht die uitgaat van muziek
"Niemand weet hoeveel ik van je hou"
Dit waren dan de hits van toen

Hit-Parade
Composer(s): G. Aber; Tommy Brown
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Dans un fauteuil vous êtes là
Sans problèmes et sans tracas
Moi je dois chercher déjà
La chanson qui sera dans le hit-parade

Avec les cuivres on est bon
Faudra-t-il des violons
Elle en pose des questions
La chanson qui sera dans le hit-parade

Une chanson qui devra plaire
Au public voilà l'affaire
Qui parlerait de l'amour
Désespéré sans retour

Au courrier des auditeurs
Elle est classée quel bonheur
Par tous les programmateurs
La chanson qui sera dans le hit-parade

Je me sens très fatigué
Mon parolier sans idées
Elle n'est pas enregistrée
La chanson qui sera dans le hit-parade

Il faut trouver un gimmick
Des sons très psychédelics
Pour danser dans tous les clubs
Alors là on tient le tube

Et voilà mes musiciens
Qui n'y comprennent plus rien
La voilà dans le pétrin
La chanson qui sera dans le hit-parade

Des photos pour les journaux
Des questions pour la radio
Et vous écoutez bientôt
La chanson qui sera dans le hit-parade

Si vous l'entendez chanter
Un peu partout c'est gagné
Dans les juke-box et les clubs
Alors là je tiens le tube

Stay With Me
Composer(s): Jerome Moross - Carolyn Leigh
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists



Should my heart not be humble, should my eyes fail to see
Should my feet sometimes stumble on the way, stay with me
Like the lamb that in springtime wanders far from fold
Comes the darkness and the frost, I get lost, I grow cold
I grow cold, I grow weary, and I know I have sinned
And I go seeking shelter and I cry in the wind
And though I grope and I blunder and I kneel and I'm wrong
Though the rose buckles under where I walk, walk along
Till I find to my wonder every task least to see
Or that I can do it, pray, stay with me
Stay with me

Hitchy Koo



Oh! Every evening hear him sing
It's the cutest little thing
With the cutest little swing
Hitchy-koo, Hitchy-koo

Oh, simply meant for Kings and Queens
Don't you ask me what it means
I just love that Hitchy-koo
Hitchy-koo, Hitchy-koo

Say he does it just like no-one could
When he does it say he does it good
Oh, every evening hear him sing
It's the cutest little thing
With the cutiest little swing
Hitchy-koo, Hitchy-koo, Hitchy-koo....

Stay With Me
Composer(s): Rod Stewart - Ron Wood
First release by: Faces - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



Woo

Get in there

In the mornin' a don't say you love me
'Cause I'll only kick you outta the door
I know your name is Rita, 'cause your perfume's smellin' sweeter
Since when I saw you down on the floor 
Guitar, woo

You won't need to much persuadin'
I don't mean to sound degradin'
But with a face like that you got nothing to laugh about
A-red lips, hair and fingernails
I hear you're a mean old Jezebel
Let's go upstairs and read my tarot cards 
Come on honey

Stay with me, stay with me
For tonight you better stay with me 
Woo yeah
Stay with me, stay with me
For tonight you'd better stay with me 
Ah wacko
Oh ho

So in the mornin', please don't say you love me
'Cause you know I'll only kick you out the door
Yeah, I'll pay your cab fare home, you can even use my best cologne
Just don't be here in the mornin' when I wake up 
C'mon honey

Stay with me, stay with me
'Cause tonight you're gonna stay with me
Sit down, get up, get out
Stay with me, stay with me
'Cause tonight you're gonna stay with me
Hey, what's your name again?
Oh no

Get out 
Woo

Oh, oh no

Woo

Get yourself home

Slow down there 
Woo, hoo hoo
Wait a minute 
Woo