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  • 17-12-2004
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    L'acteur
    Composer(s): Georges Moustaki
    Performer(s): Georges Moustaki



    Tu ris tu pleures
    mais tu as peur
    tout brûle en toi
    mais tu as froid
    tu ne dis rien
    mais tu as faim
    ton rire est faux
    comme un sanglot
    mauvais acteur
    sans spectateur
    tu fais le beau
    sans un bravo
    tu joues la vie
    en tragédie
    mais on se lasse
    de tes grimaces

    comme un pantin
    tu tournes en vain
    tu cherches encore
    de quoi briller
    dans le décor de tes regrets

    que cherches-tu
    pauvre ingénu
    n'entends-tu pas
    qu'on rit de toi
    tu parles haut
    mais à quoi bon
    c'est ton écho
    qui te répond
    comme un pantin
    tu tournes en vain
    sous la couronne
    des illusions
    tu n'es qu'un homme
    à l'abandon

    rideaux tirés
    masque jeté
    la salle est vide
    ton cœur se ride
    pourquoi tricher
    pourquoi mentir
    pourquoi chercher
    à t'éblouir
    mauvais acteur
    sans spectateur
    on y a cru
    on n'y croit plus
    tu parles fort
    mais à quoi bon
    voici la mort
    qui te répond
    qui te répond
    qui te répond qui te répond



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    Ballad Of The Illinois Opry
    Composer(s): Kevin Cronin
    Performer(s): REO Speedwagon



    Found myself heading down toward Springfield
    The last sign said it was twelve miles west
    It's gettin' hard to see through the salt on my windshield
    But it looks like I'm gonna make it before the sun sets

    The morning I arrived was Lincoln's birthday
    So I walked through his house and saw his tomb
    I decided that a tour through the Civil War Memorial Museum would be a drag
    I was tired of seeing monuments about other men's doom

    Now I don't want you people to think that all there is around Springfield Illinois
    Are landmarks telling `bout the good old Lincoln years
    Cus just north of town I saw a sign that said the Illinois Opry is open tonight
    And the sweet sound of country music filled my ears

    And I want to be a star in the Illinois Opry now
    The people in the country certainly know how to play
    It may be a while before I'm ready
    But I'm gonna be up on that stage someday

    I could easily write a whole song about the licks that guitar man was pickin'
    I could go on for hours `bout the old boy on pedal steel
    But I'm not singing `bout people who were just playin' music
    I'm singing about how fine their music made me feel

    There's a lot of people who have taken years of lessons
    Trying to learn how to make their music fit the trend
    But the simple folks at the Opry have got somethin' special
    And I think that we all could use a lesson or two from them

    And I want to be a star in the Illinois Opry now
    The people in the country certainly know how to play
    It maybe a while before I'm ready
    But I'm gonna be up on that stage someday



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    16-12-2004
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    Lacrima E Pioggia
    ((English, French, & German Versions: Rain And Tears (by Aphrodite's Child);
    Quelques Larmes De Pluie (by Dalida); Regenzeit-Tränenleid (by Dalida))
    Composer(s): Pallavincini - Pachelbel - E. Papathanassieu - Boris Bergman
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Piangi e tu, dici che
    Non é, non è
    Che pioggia su di te
    Io lo so, so come sei
    E mai, e mai io crederti potrò

    Già troppe volte ormai
    Han pianto gli occhi tuoi

    Piangi e tu, dici che
    Non è, non è
    Che pioggia su di te

    Già troppe volte ormai
    Han pianto gli occhi tuoi

    Piangi e tu dici che
    Non è non è
    Che pioggia su di te
    Piangi e tu non lo sai
    Che ma che mai
    Lasciarti io potrei
    Piova o no, se vorrai
    Negli occhi tuoi
    Il sole porterò



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    Ballad Of The Green Berets Composer(s): Barry Sadler - Robert Moore Performer(s): Barry Sadler and multiple other artists



    Fighting soldiers from the sky Fearless men who jump and die Men who mean just what they say The brave men of the Green Beret Silver wings upon their chest These are men, America's best One hundred men will test today But only three win the Green Beret Trained to live off nature's land Trained in combat, hand-to-hand Men who fight by night and day Courage peak from the Green Berets Silver wings upon their chest These are men, America's best One hundred men will test today But only three win the Green Beret Back at home a young wife waits Her Green Beret has met his fate He has died for those oppressed Leaving her his last request "Put silver wings on my son's chest Make him one of America's best He'll be a man they'll test one day Have him win the Green Beret"



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    15-12-2004
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    Lace Covered Window
    Performer(s): The Tidbits; The Small Faces



    When you walk through the world all alone
    And your dreams went to ashes behind you
    Then the tears in your eyes will remind you
    Of a view through a lace covered window

    Nothing seems very clear anymore
    In your world everything is uncertain
    How you wish you could pull back the curtain
    Just to see through that lace covered window
    See the world through that lace covered window

    (But you'll never know just what life has in store)
    (What's waiting there to greet you)
    (So pull back the curtain and maybe once more)
    (True love is there to meet you)

    So you'll walk side by side through the world
    No more times full of darkness and sorrow
    Every day is a bright new tomorrow
    When you go through that lace covered window

    Every day is a bright new tomorrow
    When you go through that lace covered window
    Let the sun through that lace covered window



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    Ballad Of The Chrome Nun Composer(s): David Freiberg - Grace Slick Performer(s): Paul Kantner & Grace Slick



    Look in the mirror you're lookin' guilty
    Did the devil just give you the nod
    You may be thinking you're funny lookin'
    Well you're right that's right you're plenty odd
    But think about it think about it
    If you were funny enough
    You could play great god

    And I would fall down on my knees to you
    Fall down flat on my face
    I don't have to ask you where you're going
    I just sit here laughing & I watch the race

    Nobody needs to baptize me
    Anytime I laugh I got religion
    Cross my forehead cross my knees
    I'll take any good sign I'm a clay pigeon
    Nobody needs to baptize me
    Anytime I laugh I got religion
    And I fall down on my knees to you
    I fall down flat on my face



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    14-12-2004
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    L'accordéoniste
    Composer(s): Michel Emer
    First release by: Edith Piaf - 1942
    Covered by multiple other artists



    La fille de joie est belle
    Au coin de la rue là-bas
    Elle a une clientèle
    Qui lui remplit son bas
    Quand son boulot s'achève
    Elle s'en va à son tour
    Chercher un peu de rêve
    Dans un bal du faubourg
    Son homme est un artiste
    C'est un drôle d' p'tit gars
    Un accordéoniste
    Qui sait jouer la java
    Elle écoute la java
    Mais elle ne la danse pas
    Elle ne regarde même pas la piste
    Et ses yeux amoureux
    Suivent le jeu nerveux
    Et les doigts secs et longs de l'artiste
    Ça lui rentre dans la peau
    Par le bas, par le haut
    Elle a envie de chanter
    C'est physique
    Tout son être est tendu
    Son souffle est suspendu
    C'est une vraie tordue de la musique
    La fille de joie est triste
    Au coin de la ru là-bas
    Son accordéoniste
    Il est parti soldat
    Quand il reviendra de la guerre
    Ils prendront une maison
    Elle sera la caissière
    Et lui, sera le patron
    Que la vie sera belle
    Ils seront de vrais pachas
    Et tous les soirs pour elle
    Il jouera la java
    Elle écoute la java
    Qu'elle fredonne tout bas
    Elle revoit son accordéoniste
    Et ses yeux amoureux
    Suivent le jeu nerveux
    Et les doigts secs et longs de l'artiste
    Ça lui rentre dans la peau
    Par le bas, par le haut
    Elle a envie de pleurer
    C'est physique
    Tout son être est tendu
    Son souffle est suspendu
    C'est une vraie tordue de la musique
    La fille de joie est seule
    Au coin de la rue là-bas
    Les filles qui font la gueule
    Les hommes n'en veulent pas
    Et tant pis si elle crève
    Son homme ne reviendra plus
    Adieux tous les beaux rêves
    Sa vie, elle est foutue
    Pourtant ses jambes tristes
    L'emmènent au boui-boui
    Où 'y a un autre artiste
    Qui joue toute la nuit
    Elle écoute la java...
    ...elle entend la java
    ...elle a fermé les yeux
    ...et les doigts secs et nerveux...
    Ça lui rentre dans la peau
    Par le bas, par le haut
    Elle a envie de gueuler
    C'est physique
    Alors pour oublier
    Elle s'est mise à danser, à tourner
    Au son de la musique...
    ... Arrêtez!
    Arrêtez la musique!...



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    Ballad Of The Alamo Composer(s): Dimitri Tiomkin - Paul Francis Webster Performer(s): Marty Robbins and multiple other artists



    In the southern part of Texas, in the town of San Antone
    There's a fortress all in ruin that the weeds have overgrown
    You may look in vain for crosses and you'll never see a one
    But sometime between the setting and the rising of the sun
    You can hear a ghostly bugle as the men go marching by
    You can hear them as they answer to that roll call in the sky
    Colonel Travis, Davy Crockett and a hundred eighty more
    Captain Dickenson, Jim Bowie, present and accounted for

    Back in 1836, Houston said to Travis
    "Get some volunteers and go fortify the Alamo"
    Well, the men came from Texas and from old Tennessee
    And they joined up with Travis just to fight for the right to be free

    Indian scouts with squirrel guns, men with muzzle loaders
    Stood together heel and toe to defend the Alamo
    "You may never see your loved ones," Travis told them that day
    "Those that want to can leave now, those who'll fight to the death, let 'em stay"

    In the sand he drew a line with his army sabre
    Out of a hundred eighty five, not a soldier crossed the line
    With his banners a-dancin' in the dawn's golden light
    Santa Anna came prancin' on a horse that was black as the night

    He sent an officer to tell Travis to surrender
    Travis answered with a shell and a rousin' rebel yell
    Santa Anna turned scarlet: "Play Degüello," he roared
    "I will show them no quarter, everyone will be put to the sword"

    One hundred and eighty five holdin' back five thousand
    Five days, six days, eight days, ten; Travis held and held again
    Then he sent for replacements for his wounded and lame
    But the troops that were comin' never came, never came, never came

    Twice he charged, then blew recall
    On the fatal third time
    Santa Anna breached the wall and he killed them one and all
    Now the bugles are silent and there's rust on each sword
    And the small band of soldiers lie asleep in the arms of The Lord

    In the southern part of Texas, near the town of San Antone
    Like a statue on his Pinto rides a cowboy all alone
    And he sees the cattle grazin' where a century before
    Santa Anna's guns were blazin' and the cannons used to roar
    And his eyes turn sort of misty, and his heart begins to glow
    And he takes his hat off slowly to the men of Alamo
    To the thirteen days of glory at the seige of Alamo



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    13-12-2004
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    L'accident
    ((Adapted from: Vehicle (by The Ides of March) - 1970))
    Composer(s): Jim Peterik - Eddy Mitchell
    Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1970



    Dès que j'étendis l'horrible choc
    Provoqué par l'accident
    J'ai bondi, bousculant des personnes
    Qui restaient là les bras ballants
    J'avais peur de savoir
    J'avais peur de te voir
    Couchée là, étendue
    Brisée et presque nue
    Et tu es là
    C'est toi
    L'accident ne t'épargne pas
    Pourquoi le ciel a-t-il voulu ça?

    Et j'ai revu dans ma mémoire
    Les causes de l'accident
    Tu vivais perdue dans ta nuit noire
    Des amours de femme-enfant
    Je m'éloignais de toi
    Et tu doutais de moi
    Rongée par les remords
    Tu as cherché la mort
    Et tu es là
    C'est toi
    L'accident ne t'épargne pas
    Pourquoi le ciel a-t-il voulu ça?
    Mais pourquoi?

    Ça y est l'ambulance est partie
    T'emmenant vers le repos
    Tu vivras, le docteur l'a dit
    J'ai bu chacun de ses mots
    Maintenant j'ai mes remords
    Bien sûr j'ai eu des torts
    Je me croyais très fort
    Bien plus que l'eau qui dort
    Et je reste là
    Sans toi
    L'accident ne m'épargne pas
    Pourquoi le ciel a-t-il voulu ça?

    Et j'ai très mal
    Si mal
    Que tout au monde m'est égal
    Pourquoi le ciel a-t-il voulu ça?



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    L'absent
    Composer(s): Louis Amade - Gilbert Bécaud
    Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud



    Qu'elle est lourde à porter l'absence de l'ami
    L'ami qui tous les soirs venait à cette table
    Et qui ne viendra plus, la mort est misérable
    Qui poignarde le cœur et qui te déconstruit

    Il avait dit un jour: "Lorsque je partirai
    Pour les lointains pays au-delà de la terre
    Vous ne pleurerez pas, vous lèverez vos verres
    Et vous boirez pour moi à mon éternité"

    Dans le creux de mes nuits, pourtant, je voudrais bien
    Boire à son souvenir pour lui rester fidèle
    Mais j'ai trop de chagrin et sa voix qui m'appelle
    Se plante comme un clou dans le creux de ma main

    Alors je reste là au bord de mon passé
    Silencieux et vaincu, pendant que sa voix passe
    Et j'écoute la vie s'installer à sa place
    Sa place qui pourtant demeure abandonnée

    La vie de chaque jour aux minuscules joies
    Veut remplir à tout prix le vide de l'absence
    Mais elle ne pourra pas, avec ses manigances
    Me prendre mon ami pour la seconde fois

    Qu'elle est lourde à porter l'absence de l'ami
    Qu'elle est lourde à porter l'absence de l'ami!



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    Ballad Of Mott The Hoople Composer(s): Buffin V. Allen - Ian Hunter - Mick Ralphs - Overend Watts Performer(s): Mott The Hoople



    I changed my name in search of fame
    To find the midas touch
    Oh I wish I'd never wanted then
    What I want now twice as much
    We crossed the mighty oceans
    And we had a few divides
    But we never crossed emotion
    For we felt too much inside

    You know all the tales we tell
    You know the band so well
    Still I feel, somehow, we let you down
    We went off somewhere on the way
    And now I see we have to pay
    The rock'n'roll circus is in town

    Buffin lost his child-like dreams
    And mick lost his guitar
    And verden grew a line or two
    And overend's just a rock'n'roll star
    Behind these shades the visions fade
    As I learn a thing or two
    Oh but if I had my time again
    You all know just what I'd do

    Rock'n'roll's a loser's game
    It mesmerises and I can't explain
    The reasons for the sights and for the sounds
    We went off somewhere on the way
    And now I see we have to pay
    The rock'n'roll circus is in town

    So rock'n'roll's a loser's game
    It mesmerises and I can't explain
    The reasons for the sights and for the sounds
    The greasepaint still sticks to my face
    So what the hell, I can't erase
    The rock'n'roll feeling from my mind

    From my mind...from my mind...from my mind
    From my miiiiiind...from my miiiiind...from my miiiiiiiiind
    From my miiiiiiiiiiiind



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    12-12-2004
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    Laberinto De Tinieblas
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Y este invento, de qué va
    qué se teje tras el nudo
    de vivir en el absurdo
    de la noche sideral
    obligados a buscar
    invidentes, sordomudos
    desde el pozo más profundo
    un poco de oscuridad

    Qué guadaña habrá detrás
    de la muerte del Demiurgo
    que nos puso en este mundo
    al amparo del Azar
    libres frente a la verdad
    de saber que no hay más rumbo
    que la regla del embudo
    y su solución mortal

    Si esto tiene algún sentido
    que venga Dios y lo vea
    y, si no entiende todo esto es el Delirio
    es que perdió la cabeza
    en este laberinto
    de tinieblas...

    Qué pecado fue el de Adán
    que aún pagamos su insolencia
    padeciendo la condena
    de vivir la dualidad
    de ser Dios t Satanás
    combatiendo esquizofrenias
    con la espada maniquea
    que separa el bien del mal

    Qué se propondrá este vals
    de acróbatas y piruetas
    en la pista de una esfera
    que no cesa de girar
    recorriendo la Espiral
    que barrenan las estrellas
    de la inmensa voltereta
    que va de siempre a jamás

    Si esto tiene algún sentido
    que venga Dios y lo vea
    y, si no entiende todo esto es el Delirio
    es que perdió la cabeza
    en este laberinto
    de tinieblas...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.The Ballad Of Easy Rider
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    The Ballad Of Easy Rider Composer(s): Roger McGuinn First release by: Roger McGuinn - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists



    The river flows
    It flows to the sea
    Wherever that river goes
    That's where I want to be
    Flow river flow
    Let your waters wash down
    Take me from this road
    To some other town

    All he wanted
    Was to be free
    And that's the way
    It turned out to be
    Flow river flow
    Let your waters wash down
    Take me from this road
    To some other town

    Flow river flow
    Past the shaded tree
    Go river, go
    Go to the sea
    Flow to the sea

    The river flows
    It flows to the sea
    Wherever that river goes
    That's where I want to be
    Flow river flow
    Let your waters wash down
    Take me from this road
    To some other town



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    11-12-2004
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    Laberinto
    Performer(s): Pablo Guerrero



    Cuando soy un taxista
    siempre el mar está cerca
    Cuando soy un pianista
    acaricio las notas de tu corazón
    Cuando soy un pintor
    pinto tu alma de almendros
    Cuando soy cocinero
    sabe tu boca a cabellos de ángel

    Y cuando soy yo mismo
    te regalo las llaves de mi laberinto

    Cuando soy un obispo
    son tus besos catedrales
    Cuando soy un ladrón
    robo todas tus penas
    Cuando soy un piloto
    te veo en cada nube
    Cuando soy un mendigo
    brillo de codicia al verte

    Y cuando soy yo mismo
    te regalo las llaves de mi laberinto

    Cuando soy un albañil
    te construyo un palafito
    Cuando soy un profesor
    apruebo tu conducta
    Cuando soy un marinero
    te regalo los vientos
    Y cuando soy un juez
    te declaro inocente

    Y cuando soy yo mismo
    te regalo las llaves de mi laberinto



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ballad Of A Teenage Queen
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    Ballad Of A Teenage Queen Composer(s): Jack Clement First release by: Johnny Cash - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists



    (Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen)

    There's a story in our town
    Of the prettiest girl around
    Golden hair and eyes of blue
    How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you)
    Boys hung 'round her by the score
    But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store
    (Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen)

    She was tops in all they said
    It never once went to her head
    She had everything it seems
    Not a care, this teenage queen (Not a care, this teenage queen)
    Other boys could offer more
    But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store
    (Dream on, dream on teenage queen you should be a movie queen)

    He would marry her next spring
    Saved his money, bought a ring
    Then one day a movie scout
    Came to town to take her out (Came to town to take her out)
    Hollywood could offer more
    So she left the boy next door working at the candy store
    (Dream on, dream on teenage queen see you on the movie screen)

    Very soon she was a star
    Pretty house and shiny car
    Swimming pool and a fence around
    But she missed her old home town (But she missed her old home town)
    All the world was at her door
    All except the boy next door who worked at the candy store
    (Dream on, dream on teenage queen saddest girl we've ever seen)

    Then one day the teenage star
    Sold her house and all her cars
    Gave up all her wealth and fame
    Left it all and caught a train (Left it all and caught a train)
    Do I have to tell you more
    She came back to the boy next door who worked at the candy store

    (Now this story has some more, you'll hear it all at the candy store)



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    10-12-2004
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Là-Bas C'est Naturel
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    Là-Bas C'est Naturel
    Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Cyro Baptista



    Là-bas c'est naturel là-bas
    Au Ke-
    Nya
    Pour tous les naturels
    C'est O.K.
    Chacune
    Est en deux pièces moins une
    Chacun dans ce noir paradis En monokini

    Si nous allons un jour
    Là-bas
    Au Ke-
    Nya
    Je te dirai alors
    C'est O.K.
    Aucune
    Pudeur aucun souci
    Tu te cacheras si tu veux
    Derrière tes cheveux

    Mais si nous n'allons pas
    Là-bas
    Au Ke-
    Nya
    Je te dirai quand même
    C'est O.K.
    Rien qu'une
    Petite pièce moins l'autre
    Et pour l'amour en moins de deux
    En deux pièces moins deux



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ballad In Plain D
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    Ballad In Plain D Composer(s): Bob Dylan First release by: Bob Dylan - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists



    I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze
    With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn
    I courted her proudly but now she is gone
    Gone as the season she's taken

    Through young summer's breeze, I stole her away
    From her mother and sister, though close did they stay
    Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day
    With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us

    Of the two sisters, I loved the young
    With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one
    The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone
    By the jealousy of others around her

    For her parasite sister, I had no respect
    Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect
    Countless visions of the other she'd reflect
    As a crutch for her scenes and her society

    Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused
    The changes I was going through can't even be used
    For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose
    The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime

    With unknown consciousness, I possessed in my grip
    A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped
    Noticing not that I'd already slipped
    To a sin of love's false security

    From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace
    Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies
    Till the tombstones of damage read me no questions but "Please
    What's wrong and what's exactly the matter?"

    And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen
    The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream
    At the peak of the night, the king and the queen
    Tumbled all down into pieces

    "The tragic figure!" her sister did shout
    "Leave her alone, God damn you, get out!"
    And I in my armor, turning about
    And nailing her to the ruins of her pettiness

    Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound
    Her sister and I in a screaming battleground
    And she in between, the victim of sound
    Soon shattered as a child 'neath her shadows

    All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight
    I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight
    My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night
    Leaving all of love's ashes behind me

    The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet
    The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet
    I think of her often and hope whoever she's met
    Will be fully aware of how precious she is

    Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me
    "How good, how good does it feel to be free?"
    And I answer them most mysteriously
    "Are birds free from the chains of the skyway?"



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    09-12-2004
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Laat Ons Vergeven En Vergeten
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    Laat Ons Vergeven En Vergeten Composer(s): Jimmy Frey - Cahelo Performer(s): Jimmy Frey



    Laat ons vergeven en vergeten Je weet een mens leeft maar een keer We zijn niet bij elkaar gebleven Te jong, en dat gebeurt wel meer. Laat ons vergeven en vergeten We zijn zo radeloos geweest En hadden toen al moeten weten Dat onze liefde nooit geneest Want zeg nu eerlijk Wat is er mooier Dan samen gelukkig te zijn En daarom vraag ik je weer Laat ons vergeven voor de laatste keer Laat ons vergeven en vergeten Nu gaan we leven voor elkaar Een nieuwe liefde weer beleven In elk gevoel, in elk gebaar Want zeg nu eerlijk Wat is er mooier Dan samen gelukkig te zijn En daarom vraag ik je weer Laat ons vergeven voor de laatste keer



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ballad For The Fallen Soldier
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    Ballad For The Fallen Soldier Composer(s): Ronald Isley - Rudolph Isley - O'Kelly Isley - Ernie Isley - Marvin Isley - Chris Jasper Performer(s): The Isley Brothers



    I remember when I was much younger than now
    I used to sit and listen to the news
    I was the only child
    And another day and another night
    Wishin' daddy would come home
    Me and mom couldn't sleep at night

    He had just went off to fight
    For the things we thought were right
    So determined to survive
    I believe he's still alive

    I sing the ballad for the fallen soldiers
    This is a ballad for the fallen soldiers

    I wrote to my Congressman
    He sends his regrets
    That he's missing in action
    But don't give up yet

    So many people
    Waitin' like me
    Who's got the answer
    What could it be

    His country wanted him to fight
    For the things they thought were right
    And he tried to give his all
    In DC his name is on the wall

    I sing the ballad for the fallen soldiers
    This is a ballad for the fallen soldiers
    I sing the ballad for the fallen soldiers
    This is the ballad for the fallen soldiers

    He had just went off to fight
    For the things we thought were right
    So determined to survive
    I believe he's still alive

    I sing the ballad for the fallen soldiers
    This is a ballad for the fallen soldiers
    I sing the ballad for the fallen soldiers
    This is a ballad for the fallen soldiers



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    08-12-2004
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Laat Ons Goede Vrienden Zijn
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    Laat Ons Goede Vrienden Zijn
    Composer(s): Rocco Granata - Ke Riema
    Performer(s): Marva



    Laat ons goede vrienden zijn
    Ook al wensen wij misschien
    Meer voor elkaar te betekenen
    Veel meer in elkaar te zien

    Laat ons goede vrienden
    Neem m'n hand en geef me raad
    Spreek me echter nooit van liefde
    Nu is het daarvoor te laat

    Omdat m'n hart reeds aan een ander toebehoort
    En omdat jij ook trouw moet blijven aan je woord
    Om niet te leven, voortgedreven door bedrog en valse schijn
    Mogen wij twee alleen maar goede vrienden zijn

    Zo jij werkelijk om me geeft
    Ook al doet het je wat pijn
    Mocht je mij het nu bewijzen
    Laat ons goede vrienden zijn

    Omdat m'n hart reeds aan een ander toebehoort
    En omdat jij ook trouw moet blijven aan je woord
    Om niet te leven, voortgedreven door bedrog en valse schijn
    Mogen wij twee alleen maar goede vrienden zijn

    Laat ons goede vrienden zijn
    Waarom zou dit niet volstaan
    Meer kan jij echt niet verlangen
    Dring dus maar niet verder aan
    Laat ons goede vrienden zijn



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