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  • 06-02-1986
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    Sem Açúcar
    Composer(s): Chico Buarque
    Performer(s): Chico Buarque & Maria Bethânia



    Todo dia ele faz diferente
    Não sei se ele volta da rua
    Não sei se me traz um presente
    Não sei se ele fica na sua
    Talvez ele chegue sentido
    Quem sabe me cobre de beijos
    Ou nem me desmancha o vestido
    Ou nem me adivinha os desejos

    Dia ímpar tem chocolate
    Dia par eu vivo de brisa
    Dia útil ele me bate
    Dia santo ele me alisa
    Longe dele eu tremo de amor
    Na presença dele me calo
    Eu de dia sou sua flor
    Eu de noite sou seu cavalo

    A cerveja dele é sagrada
    A vontade dele é a mais justa
    A minha paixão é piada
    A sua risada me assusta
    Sua boca é um cadeado
    E meu corpo é uma fogueira
    Enquanto ele dorme pesado
    Eu rolo sozinha na esteira



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    My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
    Composer(s): Clarence Williams
    Performer(s): Hank Williams
    and multiple other artists



    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    I can't buy no beer

    Well, I'm standin' on the corner with a bucket in my hand
    I'm waitin' for a woman that ain't got no man

    'Cause my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    I can't buy no beer

    Well I went up on the mountain I looked down in the sea
    I seen the crabs and the fishes doin' the be-bop-bee

    'Cause my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    I can't buy no beer

    Well there ain't no use of me workin' so hard
    When I got a woman in the boss man's yard

    'Cause my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    I can't buy no beer

    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it
    I can't buy no beer



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Quand Tu Danses
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    Quand Tu Danses
    Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë;
    Gilbert Bécaud; Franck Gérald
    Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud; Georges Brassens



    {Refrain:}
    Quand tu danses, danses, danses devant moi
    Je sens mon cœur qui bat
    Au rythme de tes pas
    Quand tu danses, danses, danses devant moi
    Je sens la vie, la vie qui va
    Et je pense, pense, pense que jamais
    Jamais tu ne devrais t'arrêter de danser
    Alors danse, danses, danse devant moi
    Je t'en supplie, n'arrête pas

    J'ai besoin ce soir de tout oublier
    J'ai besoin de te regarder danser
    La cadence,-dence, -dence- de tes pas
    Me grise et je ne sens plus autre chose en moi
    Qu'un immense, -mense, -mense, feu de joie
    Brûlant mon corps de haut en bas !
    Dans ma tête en feu
    Je sens peu à peu
    La folie qui m'envahit
    Et me trouble les yeux
    Et je ne vois plus
    Que tes jambes nues
    Sarabande de légende
    Monde merveilleux
    Tes yeux
    {au Refrain}

    L'assemblée à dévoré le veau gras
    Et l'alcool commence à faire du dégât
    L'alcool qui coule, coule à flots
    Des corps qui roulent au fond des ruisseaux
    Et tu danses, danses, danses devant moi
    Je sens mon cœur qui bat, qui bat
    Et du danses, danses devant moi
    Je t'en supplie n'arrête pas
    N'arrête pas!




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    05-02-1986
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    Samstag Nacht
    Performer(s): Howard Carpendale



    Da bei Dir brennt noch Licht
    und von hier da kann ich rüber in dein Zimmer seh’n
    In letzter Zeit bleibst du oft zuhaus, wenn and’re tanzen geh’n

    Er lebt nicht mehr bei dir, und wie in jeder Nacht
    steht dein Fenster auf, das Radio ist an
    du gehst herum und schaust zum Telefon
    und weißt doch, niemand ruft dich an

    Samstag Nacht - und du hast nur deine Lieder
    Die Sehnsucht kommt wieder in jeder Samstag Nacht
    Du machst die Augen zu, tanzt einen Blues
    niemand hat an Dich gedacht
    Die Zeit, wo die Sehnsucht erwacht kommt in jeder Samstag Nacht

    Und dein Wagen ist dort vor dem Haus abgestellt
    doch du weißt nicht, wohin sollst du fahr’n
    Du fühlst Dich so verraten jetzt
    weil seine Freunde deine war’n

    Du, ich kenn’ das Gefühl, wenn man langsam erkennt
    ohne den anderen weiß man nichts zu tun
    und am schlimmsten sind die Nächte dann
    da bin ich so allein wie du

    Samstag Nacht - und du hast nur deine Lieder
    Die Sehnsucht kommt wieder in jeder Samstag Nacht
    Du machst die Augen zu, tanzt einen Blues
    niemand hat an Dich gedacht
    Die Zeit, wo die Sehnsucht erwacht kommt in jeder Samstag Nacht

    Oh - Samstag Nacht - und du hast nur deine Lieder
    Die Sehnsucht kommt wieder in jeder Samstag Nacht
    Du machst die Augen zu, tanzt einen Blues
    niemand hat an Dich gedacht
    Die Zeit, wo die Sehnsucht erwacht kommt in jeder Samstag Nacht



    Categorie:Duitse Songs

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    Self Control
    Composer(s): Stephen Vincent Piccolo; Raf Riefoli; Giancarlo Bigazzi
    First release by: RAF - 1984
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Oh, the night is my world
    City light painted girl
    In the day nothing matters
    It's the night time that flatters
    In the night, no control
    Through the wall something's breaking
    Wearing white as you're walkin'
    Down the street of my soul

    You take my self, you take my self control
    You got me livin' only for the night
    Before the morning comes, the story's told
    You take my self, you take my self control

    Another night, another day goes by
    I never stop myself to wonder why
    You help me to forget to play my role
    You take my self, you take my self control

    I, I live among the creatures of the night
    I haven't got the will to try and fight
    Against a new tomorrow, so I guess I'll just believe it
    That tomorrow never comes

    A safe night, I'm living in the forest of my dream
    I know the night is not as it would seem
    I must believe in something, so I'll make myself believe it
    That this night will never go

    Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
    Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

    Oh, the night is my world
    City light painted girl
    In the day nothing matters
    It's the night time that flatters

    I, I live among the creatures of the night
    I haven't got the will to try and fight
    Against a new tomorrow, so I guess I'll just believe it
    That tomorrow never knows

    A safe night, I'm living in the forest of a dream
    I know the night is not as it would seem
    I must believe in something, so I'll make myself
    believe it
    That this night will never go

    Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control
    You take my self, you take my self control ...



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    Quand Tu Dors
    Composer(s): Jacques Prévert; Christiane Verger
    Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Barbara



    Toi, tu dors la nuit
    Mai, j'ai de l'insomnie
    Je te vois dormir
    Ça me fait souffrir
    Tes yeux fermés
    Ton grand corps allongé
    C'est drôle, mais ça me fait pleurer
    Et soudain, voilà que tu ris
    Tu ris aux éclats en dormant
    Où donc es-tu en ce moment?
    Où donc es-tu parti vraiment?
    Peut-être avec une autre femme
    Très loin, dans un autre pays
    Et qu'avec elle, c'est de moi que tu ris...

    Toi, tu dors la nuit
    Moi, j'ai de l'insomnie
    Je te vois dormir
    Ça me fait souffrir
    Lorsque tu dors
    Je ne sais pas si tu m'aimes
    T'es tout près, mais si loin quand même
    Je suis toute nue, serrée contre toi
    Mais c'est comme si j'étais pas là
    J'entends pourtant ton cœur qui bat
    Je ne sais pas s'il bat pour moi
    Je ne sais rien, je ne sais plus
    Je voudrais qu'il ne batte plus, ton cœur
    Si jamais un jour tu ne m'aimais plus...

    Toi, tu rêves la nuit
    Mai, j'ai de l'insomnie
    Je te vois rêver
    Ça me fait pleurer
    Voilà le jour et soudain, tu t'éveilles
    Et c'est à moi que tu souris
    Tu souris avec le soleil
    Et je ne pense plus à la nuit
    Tu dis des mots toujours pareils
    "As-tu passé une bonne nuit?"
    Et je réponds comme la veille
    "Oui mon chéri, j'ai bien dormi!
    Et j'ai rêvé de toi comme chaque nuit..."




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    04-02-1986
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    Mrs. Murphy's Chowder
    (Traditional)



    Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder
    It was tuneful, every spoonful made you yodel louder
    After dinner Uncle Ben used to fill his fountain pen
    From a plate of Mrs. Murphy's chowder

    Ice cream, cold cream, benzene, gasoline, soup-beans, string beans, floating all around
    Sponge cake, beefsteak, mistake, stomach ache, creampuffs, earmuffs, many to be found
    Silk hats, doormats, bed slats, democrats, coco bells, doorbells, beckon you to dine
    Meatballs, fish balls, mothballs, cannonballs, come on in, the chowder's fine

    Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder
    From each helping you'll be yelping for a headache powder
    And if they had it where we are, you might find an Austin car
    In a plate of Mrs. Murphy's chowder

    Ice cream, cold cream, benzene, gasoline, soup-beans, string beans, floating all around
    Sponge cake, beefsteak, mistake, stomach ache, creampuffs, earmuffs, many to be found
    Silk hats, doormats, bed slats, democrats, coco bells, doorbells, beckon you to dine
    Meatballs, fish balls, mothballs, cannonballs, come on in, the chowder's fine

    Won't you bring back, won't you bring back, Mrs. Murphy's chowder
    You can pack it, you can stack it, all around the larder
    The plumber died the other day, they embalmed him right away
    In a bowl of Mrs. Murphy's chowder

    Ice cream, cold cream, benzene, gasoline, soup-beans, string beans, floating all around
    Sponge cake, beefsteak, mistake, stomach ache, creampuffs, earmuffs, many to be found
    Silk hats, doormats, bed slats, democrats, coco bells, doorbells, beckon you to dine
    Meatballs, fish balls, mothballs, cannonballs, come on in, the chowder's fine



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Quand Tu Dors Près De Moi (Charles Aznavour)
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    Quand Tu Dors Près De Moi
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Veran
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Oh! Que ma joie est grande et ma douleur profonde
    Quand tu dors près de moi
    Car le ciel et l'enfer un instant se confondent
    Quand tu dors près de moi
    Et lorsqu'en mon sommeil brûlant de mille flammes
    Ton corps frôle le mien
    Il s'infiltre en mon coeur usé jusqu'à la trame
    Des envies de t'aimer plus fort
    Quand tu dors près de moi

    J'ai l'âge de mes joies
    Venues du fond des siècles
    Et mon coeur est un aigle
    La nuit auprès de toi

    Et la folie m'étreint et le désir m'éveille
    Quand tu dors près de moi
    Et ma nuit déchirée s'embrase et s'ensoleille
    Émerveillée d'amour, émerveillée de toi
    Tu fais l'éternité avec chaque seconde
    Quand tu dors près de moi
    Je deviens le mendiant le plus riche du monde
    Quand tu dors près de moi




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    03-02-1986
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    Seigneur De Guerre
    Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
    Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



    Il est d'une grâce fauve
    Il est tranquille et brutal
    Silencieux quand il se pose
    Entre Dieu et l'Animal
    Sous la peau brillant dans l'ombre
    De longs muscles de métal
    Homme seul, homme sombre
    Où est le bien et le mal

    Noir comme le diable
    Chaud comme l'enfer
    Insaisissable
    Seigneur de guerre

    Rythmes forts
    Juste avant le jour
    Pour les morts
    Qui ont le cœur lourd
    Les tambours
    Battent aussi pour
    Ton amour

    Soleils pourpres et chevaux noirs
    Odeurs de cuivre et de peaux
    Longue lame qui sépare
    D'un seul coup le ciel et l'eau
    Il viendra devant ta porte
    Sans descendre de cheval
    Et il faudra que tu portes
    Deux bracelets de métal

    Noir comme le diable
    Chaud comme l'enfer
    Insaisissable
    Seigneur de guerre

    Ce jour-là
    Si tu l'aimes encore
    Ce sera
    Plus fort que la mort
    Les tambours
    Battent aussi pour
    Ton amour

    Homme seul
    Homme de fer
    Grand Massaï
    Seigneur de guerre
    Les tambours
    Battent aussi pour
    Ton cœur lourd



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Quand Tu Dors Près De Moi (Dalida)
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    Quand Tu Dors Près De Moi
    Titles In Other Languages: Melodie Poesie;
    Quando Tu Dormirai; No Es El Adios
    Composer(s): Françoise Sagan;
    Johannes Brahms; Georges Auric
    Performer(s): Dalida; M. Altery;
    Helen Merrill; Yves Montand



    Quand tu dors près de moi
    Tu murmures parfois
    Le nom mal oublié
    De cet homme que tu aimais

    Et tout seul près de toi
    Je me souviens tout bas
    Toutes ces choses que je crois
    Mais que toi, ma chérie, tu ne crois pas

    Les gestes étourdissants
    Etourdis de la nuit
    Les mots émerveillés
    Merveilleux de notre amour

    Si cet air te rejoint
    Si tu l'entends soudain
    Je t'en pris, comme moi
    Ne dis rien, mais rappelle-toi, chérie




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    02-02-1986
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    Shotgun Slade
    Composer(s): W. Smith; Ralph Stanley
    Performer(s): Ralph Stanley



    Pa said, "Son, this land is yours"
    Was his last words, I heard
    "I'm here to say I'll die today
    On a strength of my Pa's words"

    Our leader stepped down to face him
    Said, "Son, we mean no harm
    We came today to cut a right-of-way
    For the railroad through your farm"

    "Pa said there'd be many like you
    Who'll try to steal my land
    Not to beckon it, but to call each bluff
    With a shotgun in my hand"

    "So, take your crew and leave here"
    He then warned, the young lad said
    The leader laughed and went on to work
    And he shot our leader dead

    Shotgun, that's what they called him
    He was only seventeen
    But Shotgun Slade with a gun in his hand
    Was the meanest man I've seen

    No-one else even raised a tune
    Instead we all turned tale
    The Sheriff didn't even bother
    To put Shotgun in jail

    The land ain't deeds and records
    They searched all day till night
    They all agreed to let him be
    To Shotgun Slade goodbye

    So today way out in Texas
    There's a road that's still unmade
    There's never been a choo-choo train
    Cross the land of Shotgun Slade

    Shotgun, that's what they called him
    He was only seventeen
    But Shotgun Slade with a gun in his hand
    Was the meanest man I've seen

    Shotgun, Shotgun
    But Shotgun Slade with a gun in his hand
    Was the meaniest man I've seen
    But Shotgun Slade with his gun in his hand
    Was the meanest man I've seen
    But Shotgun Slade with the gun in his hand
    Was the meanest man I've seen



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Just a Little Lovin' (Will Go A Long, Long Way)
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    Just a Little Lovin' (Will Go A Long, Long Way)
    Composer(s): Eddy Arnold; Zeke Clements
    First recording/First release by: Eddy Arnold - 1948
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Just a little lovin' will go a long way
    And you'll make me happy the rest of my days
    Put your arms around me, then I'll be your slave
    'Cause just a little lovin' will go a long way

    Ever since time began, love has ruled the world
    Eve and Adam set the pace and started in a whirl
    I met you and now I know that you're the one for me
    Come on back and you will plainly see

    That just a little lovin' will go a long way
    And you'll make me happy the rest of my days
    Put your arms around me, then I'll be your slave
    'Cause just a little lovin' will go a long way

    I don't believe you really know how much that I love you
    If you did you'd come on back and make my dreams come true
    Your eyes, your lips, your loving kisses seem to linger yet
    I'll forgive but please don't you forget.

    That just a little lovin' will go a long way
    And you'll make me happy the rest of my days
    Put your arms around me, then I'll be your slave
    'Cause just a little lovin' will go a long way



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Quand Tu Es Là
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    Quand Tu Es Là
    ((Adapted from: The Game Of Love (Wayne Fontana and The Mindbenders) - 1964))
    Composer(s): Clint Ballard Jr. - Franck Gérald
    Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan - 1965



    Malgré les jours de pluie malgré les nuages
    Qui s'amusent à me cacher les rayons du soleil
    Je vois toujours un coin de ciel bleu
    Aussi bleu que tes yeux
    Quand tu es là là la la la la la

    Malgré le vent trop fort qui bat nos visages
    Et ce vent qui va encore pleurer cette nuit
    Je vois toujours un coin de ciel bleu
    Aussi bleu que tes yeux
    Quand tu es là là la la la la la

    Je ne peux plus me passer de toi
    J'ai besoin d'être dans tes bras
    Tout s'arrange aussitôt pour moi
    Dès que tu es là

    Malgré tous les ennuis malgré les orages
    Qui menacent quelquefois l'horizon de ma vie
    Je vois toujours un coin de ciel bleu
    Aussi bleu que tes yeux
    Quand tu es là là là là là là là



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    01-02-1986
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    Sei Solo Un Uomo In Più
    (French Version: Rien Qu'un Homme De Plus)
    Composer(s): Amerigo Casella; Alberto Cheli; Murio Luberti
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Io non ne morirei caro amore moi
    Perchè in fondo è vero, che non c'è cosa migliore
    Di una notte d'amore senza troppe parole
    E se vuoi farmi un favore no non parlarmi d'amore

    Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più
    Sei solo un uemo in più, sei solo un uomu in più

    Non ti sei chiesto mai caro amore moi
    Se ho bisogno anch'io di un amore vero
    Senza il falso pudore che ti porti nel uore

    L'immagine bianca di una donna
    Che vive di un unico amore
    Non è che mi faccia impazzire di gioia
    L'immagine triste di un uomo
    Che cerchi una donna fedele
    Per dire al suo stupido orgoglio
    Ti senti più uomo
    Senza nessun rimpianto mi fai dire soltante

    Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più
    Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più

    L'immagine bianca di una donna
    Che vive di un unico amore
    Non è che mi faccia impazzire di gioia
    L'immagine triste di un uomo
    Che cerchi una donna fedele
    Per dire al suo stupido orgoglio
    Ti senti più uomo
    Senza nessun rimpianto mi fai dire soldanto

    Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più
    Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Quand Tu M'Aimes
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    Quand Tu M'Aimes
    English Title: When You Love Me
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Isabelle Boulay



    C'est le vent turbulent
    Soulevant tes dessous
    C'est la pluie de printemps
    Qui vient lécher mes joues
    Quand tu m'aimes

    C'est le soleil brûlant
    Qui caresse ma peau
    Et l'air léger du temps
    Au souffle doux et chaud
    Quand tu m'aimes

    C'est en plus de tout ça
    Mille choses encore
    Qui sont à toi et moi
    Et perturbent mon corps
    D'une infinie faiblesse
    Quand tu m'aimes

    C'est ta voix qui se perd
    Dans un râle amoureux
    Qui fait vibrer ma chair
    Et qui mouille mes yeux
    De larmes de tendresse
    Quand tu m'aimes

    C'est le diable et l'enfer
    Mêlés à tous nos jeux
    C'est le ciel qu'est offert
    A nous par tous les Dieux
    Quand tu m'aimes

    C'est l'éclipse et l'éclair
    Qui allument nos joies
    C'est l'écume des mers
    Qui se meurt sur tes doigts

    Quand tu m'aimes
    C'est pétri par tes mains
    Tous mes sens éveillés
    C'es mon corps sur le tien
    Nos souffle saccadés
    Et nos gestes intimes
    Quand tu m'aimes

    Ce sont ces tendres cris
    Et ces plaintes d'amour
    Qui déchirent nos nuits
    Et meurent au petit jour
    Dans le plaisir ultime
    Quand tu m'aimes
    Quand tu m'aimes
    Quand tu m'aimes
    Mon amour




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    31-01-1986
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    Sei Rimasta Sola
    Composer(s): Mike DelPrete; Ricky Gianco
    Performer(s): Adriano Celentano



    Ora sei rimasta sola
    piangi e non ricordi nulla
    scende una lacrima sul tuo bel viso
    lentamente, lentamente

    Ora sei rimasta sola
    cerchi il mio viso fra la folla
    forse sulle tue piccole mani
    stai piangendo il tuo passato

    Ma domani chissà
    se tu mi penserai
    allora capirai
    che tutto il mondo eri tu
    la tua vita così
    a niente servirà
    e tutto intorno a te
    più triste sembrerà

    Ora sei rimasta sola
    piangi e non ricordi nulla
    scende una lacrima
    sul tuo bel viso
    lentamente, lentamente
    lentamente, lentamente...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Quaaludes Again
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    Quaaludes Again
    Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
    Performer(s): Shel Silverstein; Bobby Dare



    She falls through the doorway
    Rolls down the hall
    She bounces off the sofa
    And walks into the wall
    It's easy to see that she buckles and bends
    She's doin' quaaludes again

    Quaaludes again
    Quaaludes again
    If you've got aurora
    You know for shorra
    She's your friend

    She's doin' quaaludes again

    (guitar music)

    She fumbles and stumbles
    And falls down the stairs
    Makes love to the leg of the diningroom chair
    She's ready for animals, women or men

    She's doin' quaaludes again

    Quaaludes again
    Again
    Again
    Quaaludes again

    If you've got a lemon, a dog and three women
    Then she's your friend

    She's doing quaaludes again
    Quaaludes again

    Dialogue between man and woman with riff in the background):
    He: Baby, you've been doing quaaludes again. Well, then who?
    She: No. Not me. I don't have any quaaludes.
    He: You don't have 'em cuz you took em all already.
    She: No.
    He: You had six.
    She: Nooo...
    He: You had six yesterday, right? In your purse?
    She: No...
    He: How many you got now? Where'd they go?
    She: No. I don't have ANY.
    He: That's what I mean.
    She: No...
    He: Where'd they go? What'd you take?
    She: I didn't take anything. I just had a small... a small headache.
    He: So what did you take? What did you take for a headache?
    She: No... Maybe an aspirin.
    He: That's the biggest damned aspirin I've ever seen! You did... You
    keep... Don't keep pullin at me! Don't do that! Don't do that!
    C'mon... you're bumpin' into the furniture.
    She: It hurts!
    He: What?! I didn't mooove ANYTHING around!
    She: (moaning)
    He: You had FIVE quaaludes in your purse yesterday. You have none
    today!
    She: I gave them away.
    He: You gave away what? You gave EVERYTHING away!
    She: I gave it to all my friends.
    He: Yeah. How much time did you see your friends?
    She: Wellll...
    He: You were supposed to see them for five minutes?
    She: Well... Don't you know how it is?
    He: I DON'T know how it is.
    She: Nooo...
    He: I know you're doin 'ludes, and you said... you said that the
    next time you get them I should take them away and flush them down
    the toilet.
    She: Noooo...
    He: Didn't you say that?
    She: NO....noooooo...
    He: DON'T keep pullin' me to the damn bed! I don't want an old...
    I'm tellin you... You are turnin' me OFF!
    (fading away)
    He: Now let me tell you... Will you keep your eyes open! Get up!




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    30-01-1986
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    Jim Bridger
    Composer(s): Leon Payne
    Performer(s): Johnny Horton; Bev Munro



    Once there was a mountain man who couldn't write his name
    Yet, he deserves a front row seat in history's hall of fame
    He forgot more about the Indians than we will ever know
    He spoke the language of the Sioux, the Blackfoot and the Crow
    (Let's drink to old Jim Bridger, yes, lift your glasses high)
    As long as there's a USA, don't let his memory die
    (That he was makin' history never once occured to him)
    But I doubt if we'd'a been here, if it weren't for men like Jim
    He spoke with General Custer and said, "Listen, Yellow Hair,
    The Sioux are a great nation, so treat 'em fair and square,
    Sit in on their war council, don't laugh away their pride"
    But Custer didn't listen, at Little Big Horn Custer died
    (Let's drink to old Jim Bridger, yes, lift your glasses high)
    As long as there's a USA, don't let his memory die
    (That he was makin' history never once occured to him)
    But I doubt if we'd'a been here, if it weren't for men like Jim
    There's poems and there's legends that tell of Carson's fame
    Yet, compared to Jim Bridger, Kit was civilised and tame
    These words are straight from Carson's lips, if you place such store by him
    "If there's a man who knows this Godforsaken land, it's Jim"
    (Let's drink to old Jim Bridger, yes, lift your glasses high)
    As long as there's a USA, don't let his memory die
    (That he was makin' history never once occured to him)
    But I doubt if we'd'a been here, if it weren't for men like Jim



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Quadrilha
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    Quadrilha
    Composer(s): Francis Hime; Chico Buarque
    Performer(s): Chico Buarque



    E neste ano, como todo ano, uma vez por ano
    Tem quadrilha no arraial
    E neste ano, como sempre, salvo chuva e salvo engano
    A satisfação é geral
    Não me leve a mal
    Não me leve a mal

    O forró corria manso, sem problema e sem vexame
    Quando o chefe da quadrilha decretou changer de dame
    A mulher do delegado recebeu o bacharel
    O peão laçou a jovem filha do coronel
    A Terezuinha Crediário deu um passo com o vigário
    A beata com o sacristão
    Diz que a senhora do prefeito
    Merecidamente eleito
    Foi com o líder da oposição
    Não tem nada não
    Não tem nada não

    Zé-com-fome deitou olho na patroa do ``seu'' Lima
    Que não faz xodó na moça mas também não sai de cima
    Juca largou a sanfona e, abandonando o salão
    Foi prevaricar com a dona que vendia quentão
    E foi doente com doutora, indigente e protetora
    Foi aluna com professor
    E o perigoso bandoleiro, Zé Durango ``El Justicero''
    Fez beicinho pro promotor
    Mas, faça o favor!
    Mas, faça o favor!

    O forró estereofônico estava mesmo um barato
    Muita música na praça e muita dança lá no mato
    Quem gozou da brincadeiram, muito bom, muito bem
    Quem tomou chá de cadeira, só no ano que vem
    Pois nesse ano, como todo ano, uma vez por ano
    Tem quadrilha no arraial
    E nesse ano, como sempre, salvo chuva e salvo engano
    A satisfação é geral
    Ninguém leva a mal
    Ninguém leva a mal




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    29-01-1986
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    Segundos Fuera
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Estuve unos instantes con las alas quietas
    Perdido en laberintos del "no se, quizá, tal vez..."
    Sobre una nube de esas como de acuarela
    Me hacia esas respuestas que no se deben hacer
    Bastó ese breve tiempo de darse una tregua
    Para sentir de pronto una traición bajo mis pies
    El fuego de un relámpago quemo mis piernas
    las alas se salvaron y no se muy bien por que
    Para vivir
    En pie de guerra
    Segundos fuera, segundos fuera...
    Que hoy por hoy, sigo aquí, aquí
    Estuve unos instantes con la vela arriada
    Perdido en laberintos del 'quien soy y a donde voy...'
    creyendo que la mar se desnudaba en calma
    salte a sus humedades y le declare mi amor
    Basto ese breve tiempo de volver al agua
    Para sentirme envuelto por los vientos de un ciclón
    El odio de las olas desvío mi barca
    Seguí la singladura que un albatros me marcó
    Para vivir
    Estuve unos instantes con la guardia baja
    Perdido en laberintos del "¿soy uno, dos o tres?"

    Absorto en esa duda no oí la campana
    o acaso su tañido me evocaba mi niñez
    Bastó ese breve tiempo de volver a casa
    Para sentir un golpe bajo que me hizo caer
    La lona me beso mordiendo unas monedas
    La fuerza de aquel golpe me ayudo a ponerme en pie
    Para vivir ...



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