Acerca Del Amor
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Ahora nadie realmente me está escuchando
pero yo quiero hacerle una canción a mi amor
Como no he tenido amores duraderos
nadie va a pensar que estoy hablando de sí
cuando diga cosas del abrazo
de las despedidas y los besos
El beso de que hablo
se lo pude haber dado a mi guitarra

Los rostros son como estaciones
pasan llenos de hojas amarillas
de soles ardorosos, de vientos arropados
Nadie tiene estaciones en su haber
Todo el mundo se queda bajo su piel
caliente
El calor y la brisa retozan afuera
la verdad y la mentira retozan afuera
los proyectos de cielo, la paciencia del tiempo
una sombra en la que crees ver la luz
pero tanto la aurora como la cruz quedan afuera
Es aire que se respira y que se deja
se queda

Heme aquí hablando al mismo ritmo
de muchas direcciones, de mil oscuridades
que han servido para emprender abrazos
sitios donde han rodado tantos cuerpos
vacíos o plenos
Para qué describir el pelo del amor
si el pelo del amor cambia de forma
Para qué pronunciar los vanos trazos
Conque a veces descubro el desconcierto
No digo, no hablo

Yo no describo la risa del amor
pues si acaso dijera que su risa amanece
en la buena penumbra de una calle desierta
que hay un sol sumergido en sus labios terribles
mis ojos fueran manos en la oscuridad
y no
son ojos, pese a todo
son ojos mis ojos

Mi amor existe y nunca se peina
ni ríe ni mira
Es amor solamente
Sólo amor

What Can I Say?
Composer(s): David Paich; Boz Scaggs
Performer(s): Boz Scaggs



(What can I say?)
(What can I do?)

Here I am, it's me again, wouldn't you know
Things would have to end this way
I did my best by perfectly guessing when to go
Perfect, you knew when to stay

Come on, tell me that you're lonely dear
I've been feeling down some too
After all this time now, I've made it clear
I've been waiting just for you

(What can I say?)
Oh, to make me know baby
(What can I do?)
Ooh, show me that you care
(What can I say?)
Hmmm, got to have your number baby
(What can I do?)
Do-oo-oo-oo

Can't you see the people just stop and stare?
Don't it make you wonder why?
I just happened to be standing there
Can't you see it in my eyes?

(What can I say?)
Hmmm, you got me actin' like a fool girl
(What can I do?)
Ooh, stop making like a little school girl
(What can I say?)
Could be your lucky day, baby
(What can I do?)
Hmmm, let's talk
(What can I say?)
Ahh, talk to me girl

(What can I say?)
Oh, to make you know baby
(What can I do?)
Oh, to show you that I care
(What can I say?)
Ooh, I'm down begging on my knees
(What can I do?)
Please, please, please, what can I say?

(What can I say?)
(What can I do?)
Ooh, what can I do?
(What can I say?)
What can I say, b-a-b-y

Weisser Holunder
Performer(s): Ditta Zuza Einzinger (aka Lolita)



Weisser Holunder, er blühte im Garten
Als übers Jahr glücklich ich war
Er sagt zum Abschied ich soll auf Ihm warten
Den übers Jahr sind wir ein Paar
Nun wird ja weisser Holunder das Jahr ist vorbei
Ich glaubt’ an das Wunder von Liebe und Treu

Weisser Holunder blüht wieder im Garten
Du bleibst mir Treu, blühst immer aufs neu

Im Garten ein Mädchen mit frühlichen Sinn
Die wartet voll Sehnsucht auf Ihn, nur auf Ihn
Es blühen die bunten Blumen im leuchtenden Kleid
Im Baum die Amseln singt Ihre Lieder von Liebe und Leid

Nun wird der weisser Holunder, das Jahr ist vorbei
Ich glaubt’ an das Wunder von Liebe und Treu

Weisser Holunder blüht wieder im Garten
Du bleibst mir Treu, blühst immer aufs neu, blühst immer aufs neu ….

Aceitunas
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Tus piernas de 3 a 6 de la tarde
En la memoria de pronto me arden
Y cuando quiero aliviar mi locura
Sólo me calma comer aceitunas

Una aceituna mordida le ha
Vuelto la vida a todo tu sabor
Maravillado, respiro y siento tu olor

O yo deliro, o me corta tu filo
Hasta el límite de la ilusión
Como despacio, y alargo el espacio
Entre el beso inicial y el de adiós

Una aceituna mordida le ha
Vuelto la vida a todo tu sabor
Maravillado, respiro y siento tu olor

Y aquí me tienes, bien aferrado
A la semilla, cómo colgando de ti

Tus piernas de 3 a 6 de la tarde
En la memoria de pronto me arden
Y cuando quiero aliviar mi locura
Sólo me calma comer aceitunas

What Can I Do For You?
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Bob Dylan;
and various other artists



You have given everything to me
What can I do for You?
You have given me eyes to see
What can I do for You?

Pulled me out of bondage and 
You made me renewed inside
Filled up a hunger that had always been denied
Opened up a door no man can shut and 
You opened it up so wide
And You've chosen me to be among the few
What can I do for You?

You have laid down Your life for me
What can I do for You?
You have explained every mystery
What can I do for You?

Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly
He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie
Who would deliver him from the death he's bound to die?
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do
What can I do for You?

You have given all there is to give
What can I do for You?
You have given me life to live
How can I live for You?

I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts
I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts
Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart
Well, I don't deserve it but I sure did make it through
What can I do for You?

Weile Weile Waile
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Dubliners



Well there was an old woman and she lived in the woods
Weile weile waile
There was an old woman and she lived in the woods
Down by the river Saile
 
She had a baby 3 months old weile weile waile
She had a baby 3 months old, down by the river Saile
 
She had a penknife long and sharp, weile weile waile
She had a penknife long and sharp, down by the river Saile
 
She stuck the penknife in the baby's heart weile weile waile
She stuck the penknife in the baby's heart, down by the river Saile
 
Three hard knock came knocking on the door, weile weile waile
Three hard knocks came knocking on the door, down by the river Saile
 
Are you the woman that killed the child weile weile waile
Are you the woman that killed the child, down by the river Saile
 
The rope was pulled and she got hung weile weile waile
The rope was pulled and she got hung, down by the river Saile
 
And that was the end of the woman in the woods weile weile waile
And that was the end of the woman in the woods down by the river Saile

Ace Of Hearts
Composer(s): Steve Ferrone - Alan Gorrie - Hamish Stuart
Performer(s): Average White Band



Just to be with you now
is one thing I can't imagine
'Cos the part you play today
is the one that was missing
And from where I stand right now
I can see - so clearly
that with every passing day
I want more of this magic

You're the ace of hearts
number one in everything
that comes to mind
I think about it all the time
how you won my heart - easy,
Easy was the game you played -
Easy 'cos you had it made

So you see what you have done
and there's no way to undo it
I have only just begun
to understand it
Now on thing is clear to me
there is love and there is real love
and the only way to know
is feel what I'm feeling

You're the ace of hearts
number one in everything
that comes to mind
I think about it all the time
how you won my heart - easy
Easy was the game you played -
Easy 'cos you had it made 

Wegen
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot



Al ben ik meer dan eens de weg kwijt 
En rij ik hele einden om
Al zou ik niet weten waar je woont
Ik ben op weg om je te vinden
Dus wees gerust vannacht ik kom

Ik zal eindeloos blijven reizen
Zelfs al mis ik de laatste trein
Ik wil alleen maar bij je zijn

Al leiden honderdduizend wegen
Allemaal naar een ander doel
Al zou ik niet weten wie je bent
Ik ben op weg om je te vinden
Vannacht rij ik op m'n gevoel

Laten we er niet aan denken
Hoeveel wegen er nog zijn
Ik wil alleen maar bij je zijn

Al zou ik niet weten waar ik vandaan kom
En ook niet wat ik gister deed
Ik weet alleen maar wat ik wil
Ik ben op weg om je te vinden
En ik weet dat jij dat weet

Hoe ver het ook is, hoe lang de wegen
Vanavond is de wereld klein
Ik wil alleen maar bij je zijn

Hoe ver het ook is, hoe lang de wegen
Vanavond is de wereld klein
Want ik wil bij je zijn
Ik wil alleen maar bij je zijn

Ace In The Hole
Composer(s): Cole Porter
First performance by: Mary Jane Walsh, Sunnie O'Day, Nanette Fabray - 1941
Covered by multiple other artists



Sad times, may follow your tracks
Bad times, may bar you from Sak's
At times, when Satan in slacks
Breaks down your self control

Maybe, as often it goes
Your Abe-y, may tire of his rose
So baby, this rule I propose
Always have an ace in the hole

Sad times, may follow your tracks
Bad times, may bar you from Sak's
At times, when Satan in slacks
Breaks down your self control

Maybe, as often it goes
Your Abe-y, may tire of his rose
So baby, this rule I propose
Always have an ace in the hole

Always have an ace in the hole

Weer Gelukkig Zijn
Composer(s): Jimmy Frey; Andy Free
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey



Klamp je vast aan wat je wereld nog kan geven
Ook al draait die niet zo rond meer als voorheen
Laat je zorgen en problemen niet regeren
Over alles wat je lief is om je heen
In het diepst van onze donker grauwste nachten
Houden jij en ik ons laatste wapen klaar
Want in liefde schuilen ongewone krachten
Die de mensen weer doen leven voor elkaar 

Weer gelukkig zijn
Veel meer tederheid
Weer tevreden zijn
Dat is 't geheim
Weer gelukkig zijn
Meer genegenheid
Meer gezelligheid
En neem meer tijd 

Geef je kleren weer de kleuren van de vreugde
Laat je in die grijze mensenmassa zien
Durf je weer in elke morgen te verheugen
En geniet van wat het toeval heeft voorzien
Stop een glimlach in de motor van je leven
Speel weer Romeo op zoek naar romantiek
Durf weer vrijen met de zwier van 007
En slik elke dag je dosis fantasie 

Weer gelukkig zijn
Veel meer tederheid
Weer tevreden zijn
Dat is 't geheim
Weer gelukkig zijn
Meer genegenheid
Meer gezelligheid
En neem meer tijd
Weer gelukkig zijn
Veel meer tederheid
Weer tevreden zijn
Dat is 't geheim
Weer gelukkig zijn
Meer genegenheid
Meer gezelligheid
En neem meer tijd
Weer gelukkig zijn
Veel meer tederheid
Weer tevreden zijn

Ace In The Hole
Composer(s): Dennis Adkins
Performer(s): George Strait



You've got to have an ace in the hole
A little secret that nobody knows
Life is a gamble, a game we all play
But you need to save something for a rainy day
You've got to learn to play your cards right if you expect to win in life
Don't put it all on the line for just one roll
You've got to have an ace in the hole

If you're headed down a one way street
And you're not sure it's the way you wanna go
In money or love, or all the above
Have a little more than what you show
When life deals out a surprise
Have a few surprises of your own
No matter what you do, no matter where you go
You've got to have an ace in the hole

You've got to have an ace in the hole
A little secret that nobody knows
Life is a gamble, a game we all play
But you need to save something for a rainy day
You've got to learn to play your cards right if you expect to win in life
Don't put it all on the line for just one roll
You've got to have an ace in the hole

Don't put it all on the line for just one roll
You've got to have an ace in the hole
No matter what you do, no matter where you go
You've got to have an ace in the hole 

Weep No More My Lady (Let Me See Your Smile)
Composer(s): L. Wolfe Gilbert



Harold Jones he courted little Josephine
and what a queen, was Josephine
'Till she started reading Laura Libbey Jean
and now's she lost her little winning disposition 
no more loving sunny smile, sobbing, sighing, all the while 
Harold couldn't stand it, so he said "My dear, I want to say right here"

Crazy 'bout the photo play is Josephine 
the crying scene up on the screen reads a novel of every night 
and in between woeful Josie cries enough to fill a bucket 
'fact I've heard some people say, she read "Three Weeks" in one day
Every time it's raining Harold always sneers "Those are Josie's tears"

Weep no more my lady I want to see your sunny smile!
Stop now, stop now you weeping willow! 
All night you cry upon your pillow 
Weep no more my lady can't you stop that for awhile 
I know you show you're temperamental, but it won't go 
please don't be sentimental, 'cause you won me with your wonderful smile

Accuracy
Composer(s): Michael Dempsey - Robert Smith - Laurence Tolhurst - Lol Tolhurst
Performer(s): The Cure



We sit in the same room
Side by side
I give you the wrong lines 
Feed you
Accuracy
Accuracy

Look into my eyes
We both smile
I could kill you
Without trying 
That's accuracy
Accuracy
Accuracy

Accuracy
Accuracy
Practice all day for accuracy
Mirror mirror on the wall

Weekend In New England
Composer(s): Randy Edelman
Performer(s): Barry Manilow;
and various other artists



Last night, I waved goodbye, now it seems years
I'm back in the city, where nothin' is clear
But thoughts of me, holdin' you, bringin' us near

Chorus
And tell me
When will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearnin' end?
And when will I hold you again?

Time in New England, took me away
Long rocky beaches and you by the bay
We started a story whose end must now wait

Chorus

I feel the change comin', I feel the wind blow
I feel brave and daring!, I feel my blood flow, oh
With you I could bring out all the love that I have
With you there's a heaven, so earth ain't so bad

Chorus

Again

Accroche Un Ruban
((Adapted from: Tie A Yellow Ribbon 'Round The Ole Oak Tree (by Dawn & Tony Orlando) - 1973
Composer(s): Irwin Levine - L. Russell Brown - Jean Broussolle
Performer(s): Sacha Distel - 1973



J'ai fait trois ans
J'ai fait mon temps
Pendant trente-six mois
Je n'ai pensé qu'à toit
Si tu as reçu mon mot
Comme quoi j'arrivais bientôt...
Tu sais ce que tu dois faire
Si tu m'aimes encore...
Si tu m'aimes encore...

Accroche un ruban au bord de ton balcon
Ce sera ta façon de dire oui ou non
Et s'il n'y a pas de ruban au bord du balcon
Moi dans mon taxi, j'aurai vite compris
Que tout est fini...
S'il n'y a pas de ruban au bord de ton balcon...

Monsieur l'taxi
Je vous en prie...
Regardez pour moi
Moi je ne pourrai pas...
J'ai si peur qu'elle ne m'aime plus
Je suis complètement perdu...
D'un simple ruban, mais oui
Dépend toute ma vie...
Car, j'avais écrit...

Accroche un ruban au bord de ton balcon
Ce sera ta façon de dire oui ou non
Et s'il n'y a pas de ruban au bord du balcon
Moi dans mon taxi, j'aurai vite compris
Que tout est fini...
S'il n'y a pas de ruban au bord de ton balcon...

Soudains je n'en crois pas mes yeux
Car je vois à l'horizon...
Des milliers de rubans
Au bord de ton balcon...

Weekend
Performer(s): Smokey Robinson



The weekend is near
You're planning what to do
The parents are out
There's a party at stews
You're discussing at lunch
Talking to your friend
Telling him how you want some beer
How you want school to end
The clock in your face
Sitting in your last class
Today's a Friday
You need some beer in your glass
The bell just rang
So you run to your car
You tell the boys to come over
So you make your house look like a bar
You're bearly under-age
So you need a pull-out
Get me Mickeys and Corona
And some lime with no doubt

Tie A Yellow Ribbon 'Round The Ole Oak Tree
((French Version: Accroche Un Ruban (by Sacha Distel) - 1973))
Composer(s): Irwin Levine - L. Russell Brown
First release by: Dawn & Tony Orlando - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



I'm comin' home, I've done my time
Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine
If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free
Then you'll know just what to do
If you still want me
If you still want me

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years
Do ya still want me? (still want me)
If I don't see a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree

Bus driver, please look for me
'cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see
I'm really still in prison
And my love, she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free
I wrote and told her please

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years
Do ya still want me? (still want me)
If I don't see a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree

Now the whole damned bus is cheerin'
And I can't believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons 'round the ole oak tree

I'm comin' home, mmm, mmm

(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)
(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)
(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)

(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)
(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)
(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)

Weekend
Composer(s): Gerard Koerts; C. Koerts; H. Ziech
Performer(s): Earth And Fire



Sunday and it's so hard to say goodbye
I don't know what to do
bare seems the day without you
Friday night when I'll see you again
you make a fool out of me
I don't wanna be your lover for the weekend

sometimes when I'm looking
at your face there's something in your eyes
that makes me realize we've got no chance
if we're going on this way means such a lot to me
I don't wanna be your lover for this weekend

Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
it's strange that this feeling
is growing more and more
'cause I've never loved someone before

According To My Heart
Composer(s): Gary Walker
First recording/First release by: Jim Reeves - 1956



According to my heart
You're the one for me
The one love of my life
Is here when you're with me

If someone stole your love
My heart would beat no more
For you're the one my heart
Is always longing for

Though I don't know the reason why
My dreams don't turn out right
Still I'll keep listening to my heart
Who knows someday they might

For according to my heart
My future will be bright
And every day I pray
That my heart knows what's right

Though I don't know the reason why
My dreams don't turn out right
Still I'll keep listening to my heart
Who knows someday they might

And every day I pray
That my heart knows what's right...

Weeds
Composer(s): Nick Banks; Jarvis Cocker;
Candida Doyle; Steve Mackey; Mark Webber
Performer(s): Pulp



We came across the North Sea with our carriers on our knees
Wound up in some holding camp somewhere outside Leeds
Because we do not care to fight, my friends - we are the weeds
Because we got no homes they call us smelly refugees
Ah
 
We are weeds, vegetation, dense undergrowth
Thru' cracks in the pavement: there weeds will grow - the places you don't go
This cut-price dairy produce that turns our bones to dust
You want some entertainment? 
Go on, shove it up me - if you must
Make believe you're so turned on by planting trees and shrubs
But you come round to visit us when you fancy booze 'n' drugs
Ah 

We are weeds, vegetation, etc. 
If you think it's a crime
We'd like to get you out of your mind
It's just a matter of time, yeah 
We'd like to get you out of your mind 
Gonna cut you down in your prime, yeah 
We'd like to get you out of your mind 
For a little time: for all time
Weed