Amor En Otras Palabras
Composer(s): A. Callaci - R. Bielsa
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto



Con esas manos de acariciarte la espalda
llevare un fusil tal vez mañana
con esta boca que no encuentran palabras
que te besa
llamo a gritos a mi gente
vivo a mi patria
Con estas piernas las de irme temprano
marcharé si es debido a dar batalla
y con los mismos ojos de mirar
apuntaré al corazón
al que me ataca
Y este cuerpo que también es nuestro cuerpo
se pudrirá en la tierra, si me matan
Así es cada hombre así lo hicieron
en la alegria y el dolor sobre la espalda
Un grito y un silencio, un momento
para jugar en la vida a todo o nada
Yo que hasta ayer dije amor
ahora hoy digo patria
que es como decir amor
amor en otras palabras

Daddy's Little Man
Composer(s): Mac Davis
Performer(s): O.C. Smith; Mac Davis



My, my... just look at Daddy's little man
Stand up, let me take a look at you
My, you must have grown about a foot or two
Since last weekend
Let's run in and wash your face and hands
I'm gonna take a walk and have a little talk
With Daddy's little man

My, my... just look at Daddy's little man
No, I don' want a bite of your mud pie
Looks appetizing
but I think I'm gonna pass it by this time
I got a dime right here in my hand
I wanna buy some ice cream
And walk down by the stream
With Daddy's little man

Now, you be careful with that ice cream cone
Or Momma's gonna tan your hide
Speakin' of Momma, is she all right?
Does she go out a lot at night?
No, I don't think that bullfrogs bite
Oh, does your momma still see Mr. Jones
You know, the man who took you for a ride?
Does she ever look at you and cry?
Yes, I see the butterfly
No, it's just something in my eye

Remember that muscle you used to tell me about all the time?
Let me see it, show it to me! 
Yeah!

Whoa, my, my... look at Daddy's little man, yes
Well, I guess you'd better kiss me bye-bye now
Time just seems to fly somehow
When you're havin' fun
I gotta run, I'll call you when I can
Maybe Sunday I can go to the show
with Daddy's little man
Daddy's little man
Whoa, my, my... look at Daddy's little man...

Amor De Loca Juventud
Composer(s): Rafael Montiel Ortíz
Performer(s): Compay Segundo
and multiple other artists



Mueren ya las ilusiones del ayer
que saci con lujurioso amor
y mueren tambin con sus promesas crueles
la inspiracin que un da te brind

Con candor el alma entera yo le di
pensando nuestro idilio consagrar
sin pensar que ella lo que buscaba en m
era el amor de loca juventud

Daddy's Little Girl
Composer(s): Karla Bonoff
Performer(s): Karla Bonoff



He was the calm in the storm
Daddy kept us warm
What will I do when he's gone
How will I carry on

Yes, I'll know when it's his time to go
That I'll have to grow up too
Oh, can't I stay right here
And be daddy's little girl

So, how did the years go so fast
Or did we just lose track
So, now we can't waste any time
I'll make each moment mine

Yes, I'll know when it's his time to go
And I'll have to grow up too
Oh, can't I stay right here
And be Daddy's little girl

The time keeps moving, life keeps passing
There's still so much to say
But I will go on, I will be strong
I will find my way

When I look in the face of the child
I see you in her eyes
And we're all so much the same
We'll carry on your name

Yes, I'll know when you have to go
And I'll have to grow up too
Oh, can't I stay right here and be Daddy's little girl
Oh, can't I stay right here and be Daddy's little girl

Amor De Lluvia
Performer(s): Horacio Guarany



El viejo reloj de aquel puerto
marcaba la cita final
Seis de la tarde
tarde tristeza
tarde de lluvia y de mar
toda ternura
toda tristeza
toda de lluvia te vas
Mi ojal te ofreció un clavel blanco
llévate aunque sea una flor
Puede que al tiempo
la flor marchita
te diga mi dolor
puede que al tiempo
la flor marchita
te diga mi dolor
Tú
dónde irás
en qué puerto tu barco anclará
novia del río
novia del puerto
novia de lluvia y de mar
Novia del río
novia del puerto
novia de lluvia y de mar
Las cosas que tiene la vida
anoche te he vuelto a encontrar
bajo la lluvia, toda empapada
Corrías buscando un portal
grité tu nombre, Eva María
y el alba te vio llorar
La lluvia te llevó del puerto
La lluvia te ha vuelto a traer
Novia del agua, novia del río
novia del amanecer
Novia de lluvia, mojada y mía
Lluvia con voz de mujer

Daddy's Little Girl
Composer(s): Bobby Burke - Horace Gerlach
Originally performed by: The Mills Brothers
Made famous by: Al Martino
Covered by multiple other artists



You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold
A precious gem is what you are
You're mommy's bright and shining star

You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree
You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me
You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice
And you're daddy's little girl

You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold
A precious gem is what you are
You're mommy's bright and shining star

You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright
You were touched by the holy and beautiful light
Like angels that sing a heavenly thing
And you're daddy's little girl

Amor De Juventud
Composer(s): Pedro Aznar
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar; Gal Costa



El roba rosas
por jardines de su barrio
La siesta es cómplice total
Y siempre hay alguien que lo ve
y ríe sin querer
volviéndose en el tiempo

Ella deshoja
margaritas en su cuarto
Anoche lo trató tan mal
Y siempre vuelve a aparecer
con ese no sé qué
que deja sin aliento

Amor de juventud
Sus brazos por primera vez
Amor de juventud
Un beso y es el infinito
Amor de juventud

Ellas se encuentran
a estudiar desde temprano
No hay quien las pueda separar
Y alguna tarde hay algo más
una magia sensual
que corre por los cuerpos

El busca formas
de decirle que lo ama
No sabe por dónde empezar
Le lee poemas sin parar
Se quiere cerciorar
de que él siente lo mismo

Amor de juventud
Sus brazos por primera vez
Amor de juventud
Un beso y es el infinito
Amor de juventud

Daddy's Little Boy
Composer(s): Billy Collins - Bobby Burke
Performer(s): Eddy Arnold



You're an angel from heaven
Sent down from above
Your daddy's little boy
To have and to love

Boy of mine you're a fine little laddy
Your the world to your mommy and daddy
You're a good little soldier who always obeys
You bring me happiness in so many ways

You're as cute as a toy
You're my pride and joy
And your daddy's
Little boy

You're my proudest possesion,
Angel from above
You're all the precious things
The dreams are made of

When you grow up like me
You'll still always be
Just your daddy's
Little boy...

Amor De Amantes
Composer(s): J.M. Gallardo
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo



Cada tarde, te vas sola
con un beso y el adiós de mi sonrisa
yo me quedo, algo triste
mientras pienso en tu última caricia
y la vida, continua
siendo libres, tu y yo
Pero este amor, lleno de vida
no nos aburre, ni nos separa nunca a los dos
Pero este amor, amor de amantes
mantiene alerta cada segundo el corazón
Cada tarde, tú regresas
y al mirarnos se nos curan las heridas
nos amamos, libremente
entregando lo mejor de nuestras vidas
y en silencio, pasa el tiempo
que nos vuelve a buscar
Pero este amor, nunca nos ata
para que nunca por la rutina pueda acabar
Pero este amor, amor de amantes
no nos da tregua y nos obliga siempre a luchar
Pero este amor, nunca nos ata
para que nunca por la rutina pueda acabar
Pero este amor, amor de amantes
no nos da tregua y nos obliga siempre a luchar

Daddy's Lap
Composer(s): Ella D. Watkins - Harriet Ware



When the sun drops out of sight
And stars twinkle in the night
When the birdies fly to rest
There's a place I love the best
Daddy's lap, 'cause it's my nest
Lullaby
Lulla, lullaby 

Amor Barato
Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Francis Hime
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime



Eu queria ser
Um tipo de compositor
Capaz de cantar nosso amor
Modesto

Um tipo de amor
Que é de mendigar cafuné
Que é pobre e às vezes nem é
Honesto

Pechincha de amor
Mas que eu faço tanta questão
Que se tiver precisão
Eu furto

Vem cá, meu amor
Aguenta o teu cantador
Me esquenta porque o cobertor é curto

Mas levo esse amor
Com o zelo de quem leva o andor
Eu velo pelo meu amor
Que sonha

Que enfim, nosso amor
Também pode ter seu valor
Também é um tipo de flor
Que nem outro tipo de flor

Dum tipo que tem
Que não deve nada a ninguém
Que dá mais que maria-sem-vergonha

Eu queria ser
Um tipo de compositor
Capaz de cantar nosso amor
Barato

Um tipo de amor
Que é de esfarrapazr e cerzir
Que é de comer e cuspir
No prato

Mas levo esse amor
Com zelo de quem leva o andor
Eu velo pelo meu amor
Que sonha

Que enfim, nosso amor
Também pode ter seu valor
Também é um tipo de flor
Que nem outro tipo de flor

Dum tipo que tem
Que não deve nada a ninguém
Que dá mais que maria-sem-vergonha

Daddy's Home
((Adapted from: A Thousand Miles Away (The Heartbeats) - 1956))
Composer(s): William Miller - James Sheppard - Clarence Bassett - Charles Baskerville
Performer(s): Shep & The Limelites - 1961



You're my love, you're my angel
You're the girl of my dreams
I'd like to thank you for waiting patiently
Daddy's home, your Daddy's home to stay

How I've waited for this moment
To be by your side
Your best friend wrote and told me
You had teardrops in your eyes
Daddy's home, your Daddy's home to stay

It wasn't on a sunday (monday and tuesday went by)
It wasn't on a tuesday afternoon (all I could do was cry)
But I made a promise that you treasured
I made it back home to you

How I've waited for this moment
To be by your side
Your best friend wrote and told me
You had teardrops in your eyes
Daddy's home, your Daddy's home to stay
Daddy's home to stay
I'm not a thousand miles away
Daddy's home to stay
I'm gonna be here come what may
Daddy's home to stay...... 

Amor
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Amor
te digo esta palabra
mil veces repetida
acaso sin pensarla
como una letanía

Amor
te digo esta palabra
que se me hace vacía
a fuerza de nombrarla
no sé que significa

Amor
por qué he de pronunciarla
sintiendo esta agonía
si no me dice nada
la digo por rutina

Amor
qué enfebrecida magia
ardiendo en tus pupilas
me arranca esa palabra
si ya no sé decirla

Amor... 

Daddy's Hands
Composer(s): Holly Dunn - Chris Waters
Performer(s): Holly Dunn
and multiple other artists



I remember daddy's hands folded silently in prayer 
And reachin' out to hold me, when I had a nightmare 
You could read quite a story in the callous' and lines 
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind 

I remember daddy's hands how they held my mama tight 
And patted my back for something done right 
There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man 
But I'll always remember the love in daddy's hands 

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin' 
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong 
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand 
There was always love in daddy's hands. 

I remember daddy's hands workin' 'til they bled 
Sacrifised unselfishly just to keep us all fed 
If I could do things over, I'd live my life again 
And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands 

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin' 
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong 
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand 
There was always love in daddy's hands. 

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin' 
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong 
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand 
There was always love in daddy's hands 

Amor
Composer(s): Mendez - Ruiz - Skylar
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and multiple other artists



Amor, amor, amor
This word so sweet, that I repeat, means I adore you
Amor, amor, my love
Would you deny this heart that I have placed before you

I can't find another word with meaning so clear
My lips try to whisper sweeter things in your ear
But somehow or other nothing sounds quite so dear
As this soft caressing word I know

Amor, amor, my love
When you're away there is no day and nights are lonely
Amor, amor, my love
Make life divine, say you'll be mine and love me only

I can't find another word with meaning so clear
My lips try to whisper sweeter things in your ear
But somehow or other nothing sounds quite so dear
As this soft caressing word I know

Amor, amor, amor ...

Daddy's Girl
Composer(s): Glen Martin
Performer(s): Red Sovine



I recall the night that you came into this world
I couldn't believe the doctor when he said, "It's a little girl"
I said, "Now Doc, you must be wrong
You see I want a boy"
Then he laid you in my arms and my heart sang with joy
(Daddy's Girl, Daddy's Girl)
(I'm the center of Daddy's world)
(I know I'm Daddy's number one)
(For he loves me like I was his son)
(Daddy's Girl)
I recall the day I took you to a baseball game
You brought along your baby doll and half its baby things
We sat there a-playin' house, while the Dodgers played the Braves
And ev'ryone in the bleachers looked at us as if to say
(Daddy's Girl, Daddy's Girl)
(I'm the center of Daddy's world)
(I know I'm Daddy's number one)
(For he loves me like I was his son)
(Daddy's Girl)
I recall the day I took you on a fishin' trip
You said, "Daddy won't that hook hurt the fishes' lip?"
And you said,"If they don't get air, those things in the can will die"
So we turned the worms a-loose and chased some butterflies
(Daddy's Girl, Daddy's Girl)
(I'm the center of Daddy's world)
(I know I'm Daddy's number one)
(For he loves me like I was his son)
(Daddy's Girl)
I recall the day that your young man come to call
Seems like only yesterday we swam and played football
But I know the time has come, that I must set you free
But no matter where you are, you know what you are to me
(Daddy's Girl, Daddy's Girl)
(I'm the center of Daddy's world)
(I know I'm Daddy's number one)
(For he loves me like I was his son)
(Daddy's Girl)
(Daddy's Girl, Daddy's Girl)...

Amongst Butterflies
Composer(s): Paul Weller
First release by: Paul Weller - 1992



The sunny sand we ran along
Everyday began upon
The summer’s kiss of love and adventure
And every June that we fell into
Left a mark upon us too
Etched forever as a moment we’d remember
And we’d remember
The empty woods where we played
Every hour of every day
The holidays went on forever

And in the woods was a soldier’s tomb
The ghost of which looked over you
And God was there amongst the trees
We felt his whisper as the summer’s breeze
And every night and every day
I learnt to love it in a special way
As I remember
What it’s like to walk amongst butterflies

Daddy-O
Composer(s): Buford Abner - Charlie Gore - Louis Innis
Performer(s): The Fontane Sisters; Bonnie Lou



Daddy-O (Daddy-O) sure good looking
Daddy-O (Daddy-O) always cooking
Daddy-O (Daddy-O) ready to go
All the girls are batty over Daddy-O

You couldn't call him handsome
But he's loaded with style
Always wears a t-shirt
And a great big smile
Something 'bout this crazy kid
We all love so
When he's around
The girls all holler, "Daddy-O"

Daddy-O (Daddy-O) sure good looking
Daddy-O (Daddy-O) always cooking
Daddy-O (Daddy-O) ready to go
All the girls are batty over Daddy-O

He's got a big convertible
Fire engine red
Howling and a-prowling
Never goes to bed
He's really Mister Big
To all the kids in school
Everybody knows that
Daddy-O's real cool

Daddy-O (Daddy-O) sure good looking
Daddy-O (Daddy-O) always cooking
Daddy-O (Daddy-O) ready to go
All the girls are batty over Daddy-O

You never have to see him
To know that he's around
He's got a set of horns
With the craziest sound
The girls start to jiving
When they hear him blow
They all jump and holler
Here comes Daddy-O

Daddy-O (Daddy-O) sure good looking
Daddy-O (Daddy-O) always cooking
Daddy-O (Daddy-O) ready to go
All the girls are batty over Daddy-O

All the girls are batty over Daddy-O

(Daddy-O, Daddy-O)
(Daddy-O, Daddy-O)
(Daddy-O, Daddy-O)

Among My Souvenirs
Composer(s): Edgar Leslie - Horatio Nicholls
Performer(s): Connie Francis



There's nothing left for me of days that used to be
There's just a memory among my souvenirs

Some letters tied in blue, a photograph or two
I see a rose from you among my souvenirs

A few more tokens rest within my treasure chest
And though they do their best to give me consolation

I count them all apart and as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs

I count them all apart and as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs

Daddy Don't You Walk So Fast
Composer(s): Peter Callander - Geoff Stephens
Performer(s): Wayne Newton
and multiple other artists



The love between the two of us was dyin'
And it got so bad I knew I had to leave
But halfway down that highway, when I turned around
I saw my little daughter running after me, crying

Daddy, don't you walk so fast, daddy don't you walk so fast
Daddy, slow down some, 'cause you're making me run
Daddy, don't you walk so fast

If only for the sake of my sweet daughter
I just had to turn back home right there and then
And try to start a new life
With the mother of my child
I couldn't bear to hear those words again

Daddy, don't you walk so fast, daddy don't you walk so fast
Daddy, slow down some, 'cause you're making me run
Daddy, don't you walk so fast

It broke my heart to tell my little daughter
That her daddy had to run to catch a train
She had no way of knowing that I was leaving home for good
I turned around and there she was again, crying

Daddy, don't you walk so fast, daddy don't you walk so fast
Daddy, slow down some, 'cause you're making me run
Daddy, don't you walk so fast