There’s No Room In My Heart For The Blues
Composer(s): Zeb Turner - Fred Rose
Performer(s): Hank Williams



There's no room in my heart for the blues 
Love is satisfied to either win or lose
Darling if our pathway parts 
Let's that be no broken hearts
There's no room in my heart for the blues

There's no room in my mem'ry for tears 
We left back on and be forgotten souvenirs
If your hungry heart forgets 
Let there be no sad regrets
There's no room in my heart for the blues

There's no room in my life for a sigh 
We'll be strong enough to face our last goodbye
Darling when our romance ends 
Let us part as best of friends
There's no room in my heart for the blues

There's no room in my heart for the blues 
Love is satisfied to either win or lose
Darling if our pathway parts 
Let's that be no broken hearts
There's no room in my heart for the blues

Cosí Celeste
Performer(s): Zucchero



Un altro sole, quando viene sera
Sta colorando l'anima mia
Potrebbe essere, di chi spera
Ma nel mio cuore é solo mia

E mi fa piangere sospirare
Cosí celeste, she's my baby
E mi fa ridere bestemmiare
E brucia il fuoco, she's my baby

Gli occhi si allagano, e la ninfea
Galleggia in fiore, che maggio sia
E per amarti meglio, amore mio
Figliamo rose
lo voglio anch'io

Lei mi fa vivere e accende il giorno
Cosí celeste, she's my baby
Come un pianeta che mi gira intorno
E brucia il fuoco, she's my baby

Uh uh uh uh
Lei lo fa come avesse sete
Uh uh uh uh 
Oh I don't know
Sulla mia pelle lieve come neve

E mi fa piangere sospirare
Cosí celeste, she's my baby
E mi fa ridere e bestemmiare
E brucia il fuoco, she's my baby
Lei mi fa vivere e accende il giorno
Cosí celeste, she's my baby
Come un pianeta che mi gira intorno
E brucia il fuoco, she's my baby

Potrebbe essere, di chi spera
Ma nel mio cuore, ... é mia

Ruta Del Coya
Composer(s): León Gieco; Luis Gurevich
Performer(s): Mitimaes



todo el tema el riff
Dios sol, Dios agua
que cae del cielo gris al alma
Viento que arrastra voces que no se quieren ir
Río que se llevó sangre, barro y paja por sueños

Dios sal, Dios lágrimas
Un horizonte en cruz en Jama
Allá bien alto, donde el metal no alcanza,
crecen tus alas, nieve quieta y naciente el alba

Dios luz, Dios luna
Un campo de estrellas, altura...
Rosa de estos vientos en América inmolada
Ruta del coya, rabia de siglos en marcha

Dios paz, Dios guerra
Le dan sepultura en tierra
Van reclamándole una primavera por nacer
Muerte y salvación por el camino del ángel

Dios da, Dios quita
Le cuesta ver donde está la herida
Nunca hubo un lugar
donde se le pueda preguntar

No Place On Earth Like Australia
Performer(s): Slim Dusty



Let them sing away of sunny California
Sing of Texas and New York and Tennessee
Let them sing of all the joys of Oklahoma
But it's good old Oz, that's the place for me

Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be

There's the cloudless, clear blue skies of sunny Queensland
With its beaches and its magic tropic isles
There's the wealth of Weipa, Greenvale and Mount Isa
And the sugar canes so green when nature smiles

Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be

Aren't you proud that you are living in Australia
With its golden west, its cattle and its sheep
With Mount Newman and Tom Price in West Australia
Where the wheels of progress never, ever sleep

Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be

Oh there's everything on Earth in our Australia
There's our Arnhem Land, the land of rock and ridge
Oh I'd waste your time to sing of San Francisco
When there's Sydney, with its harbour and its bridge

Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be

Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be

Cose Della Vita
Performer(s): Eros Ramazotti & Tina Turner



Sono umane situazioni
quei momenti fra di noi
I distacchi e i ritorni
Da caprici niente poi
Già ... come vedi
Sto pensando a te ... si ... da un po’
Sono umane condizioni
Stare bene oppure no
Può dipendere dai giorni
Dalle nostalgie che ho
Già ... come vedi
Sto pensando a te
Come se questo tempo non fosse passato mai
Dove siamo stati, cosa siamo poi
Confinanti di cuore solo che ognuno sta
Dietro gli steccati degli orgogli suoi
Sto pensando a te
Sto pensando a noi
Sono cose della vita
Vanno prese un po’ cosi
È già stata una fatica
Arrivare fino qui
Già ... come vedi
Io sto ancora in piedi
Perché
Sono umani tutti i sogni miei
Con le mani io li prenderei, si perché
Sono umani questi sogni miei
Con le mani io li prenderei
Sono cose della vita
Ma la vita poi dov’è
Se da quando è partita
Un inseguimento è
Già ... come vedi
Sto pensando anchora a te
Questa notte che passa piano accanto a me
Cerco di affrontarla, afferrarla
E se prendo le curve del cuore sbandando un po’
voglio provocarla anche adesso che
Sto pensando a te
Sto pensando a noi
Da un po’ ...
Già
Da un po’ ...

Rusty Bells
Composer(s): Richard Albert; Eddie Snyder
Performer(s): Brenda Lee



No one praying in the chapel
Where so many prayed before
And they've let the bells get rusty
Don't they care anymore

Rusty bells, rusty bells
Call your people back again
Call them back to kneel again and pray

Rusty bells, rusty bells
Pity those who've gone astray
Ring again and help them find the way

When will us like little children
In a forest dark as night
All we need is love to lead us
From the dark to the light

Rusty bells, rusty bells
Fill our hearts with love again
And we'll all come back again to you
Then you'll shine like new, rusty bells

There's No Place Like London
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul - Gerard Kenny
First release by: Shirley Bassey - 1986



There's no place like London
There's no place at all
The east or the West End
You end up in the best end 
There's no place like London
And I've been around
There's no place like London town 

When you walk down the street
Feel the history under your feet 
From the top of St. Paul's
To the old market stores 
All in all it's my cup of tea 

There's no place like London
There's no place at all
The East or the West End
You end up in the best end 
There's no place like London
And I've been around
There's no place like London town 

See them changing the guard
When it's raining as hard as can be
I don't care who you are
You don't have to go far 
To get treated like royalty 

There's no place like London
There's no place at all
The East or the West End
You end up in the best end 
There's no place like London
And I've been around
There's no place like London town 

Take Paris in the spring
Take New York in the fall 
But I'd leave them behind
For the best of them all 

There's no place like London
There's no place at all
The East or the West End
You end up in the best end 

There's no place like London
And I've been around
There's no place like London
London's capital 
There's no place like London town

Cosa Vuol Dire Una Lacrima
Composer(s): Lucio Dalla
Performer(s): Lucio Dalla



Cosa c'è dietro una lacrima
sarà un colpo di vento chissà
è lì nei suoi occhi che luccica
viene giù mentre parla con lui
stiamo bene io e te
non ci lasceremo mai
da lontano si vede già il tram
lui le chiede che cos'ha
e domani cosa fa
lei si volta e siam tutti sul tram
Cosa vuol dire una lacrima
che continua a cadere anche sul tram
in mezzo alla gente antipatica
tutti tristi con le facce da bar
ma perché non parli più
non ci lasceremo mai
lei lo guarda e si sposta più in là
occhi neri di Gesù
sono il re della città
su di un tram che nel traffico non va
E' passato tanto tempo ormai
che se ci penso mi spavento
stesse strade, piazze, stessi bar
noi più soli dentro
Cosa vuol dire una lacrima
e perché non è uguale anche per me
per me che ogni giorno ho una maschera
soprattutto quando parlo con te
io che non ho pianto mai
perché non ho amato mai
che quando penso, penso sempre a te
a te che non ho detto mai
che tutto quello che mi dai
e che adesso ho bisogno di te

Russians
Composer(s): Sergei Prokofiev; Sting
Performer(s): Sting;
and various other artists



In Europe and America
there's a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets
Mr. Krushchev said we will bury you
I don't subscribe to this point of view
It would be such an ignorant thing to do
If the Russians love their children too

How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy
There is no monopoly in common sense
On either side of the political fence
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too

There is no historical precedent
To put the words in the mouth of the President
There's no such thing as a winnable war
It's a lie that we don't believe anymore
Mr. Reagan says we will protect you
I don't subscribe to this point of view
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too

We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
What might save us, me, and you
Is if the Russians love their children too

There's No Other (Like My Baby)
Composer(s): Leroy Bates - Phil Spector
First release by: The Crystals - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists



There's a story I want you to know
'bout my baby how I love him so

There's no other like my baby no no no no
(Now I say now)
There's no other, don't mean maybe no no no no

Walkin' down the street in a crowd
Looking at my baby feeling so proud

Wo ho ho 
There's no other like my baby no no no no

While at a dance, my baby by my side
He whispers to me, someday I'll be his bride

Wo ho ho 
There's no other like my baby no no no no

Johnny?
No, no not like my baby
Billy?
No, not like my baby
Bobby?
He's not like my baby

I wanna tell you now
There's no other like my baby no no

Cosa Sono Le Nuvole
Composer(s): Domenico Modugno - P.P. Pasolini
Performer(s): Domenico Modugno; Stefano Battaglia



Che io possa esser dannato
se non ti amo
e se così non fosse
non capirei più niente
tutto il mio folle amore
lo soffia il cielo
lo soffia il cielo
così

ahh ma l'erba soavemente delicata
di un profumo che da gli spasimi
ahh tu non fossi mai nata
tutto il mio folle amore
lo soffia il cielo
lo soffia il cielo
così

il derubato che sorride
ruba qualcosa al ladro
ma il derubato che piange
ruba qualcosa a se stesso
perciò io vi dico
finché sorriderò
tu non sarai perduta

ma queste son parole
e non ho mai sentito
che un cuore, un cuore affranto
si cura
l'unico e tutto il mio folle amore
lo soffia il cielo
lo soffia il cielo
così

Russian Rose
Composer(s): Charles; Miller
Performer(s): Joe Loss; Donald Peers; 
Monte Ray; Anne Shelton



Can’t you hear me calling, while your tears are falling
Where the river Volga flows
Though your heart is filled with pain, my lovely Russian Rose?

Now the skies are overcast but we’ll find peace at last
To live in sweet repose
Then your tears won’t be in vain, my lovely Russian Rose

Soon the day will come when you and I
Will both be free to live, to live and laugh and love forever
I will come and find you, break the chains that bind you
When the buds peep through the snow
You will surely bloom again, my lovely Russian Rose

There's No One With Endurance (Like The Man Who Sells Insurance)
Composer(s): Frank Crumit - Burt Curtis
Performer(s): Frank Crumit



I used to be as happy as a squirrel in a tree
Till a man who sold insurance made a nervous wreck of me
He followed me persistently and if I'm put away
That bird who sold insurance made me what I am today

For there's no one with endurance
Like the man who sells insurance
He's everybody's best friend
He will follow you and fret you
But remember he will get you
For he gets us all in the end

In spite of every way I tried to leave him in the lurch
He chased me in the subway and he followed me to church
I even spent a night in jail in my desire to hide
But in the morning George Insurance was waiting just outside

For there's no one with endurance
Like the man who sells insurance
He's everybody's best friend
He'll be sweeter than molasses
But when he puts on his glasses
He gets us all in the end

One day at Coney Island when I went in for a swim
A man swam up beside me who was no-on else but him
Said he to me "I'm glad to see you love the ocean wave
But our 20-year endowment is the only way to save"

For there's no one with endurance
Like the man who sells insurance
He's everybody's best friend
He's always bright and snappy
And no wonder that he's happy
For he gets us all in the end

One day I saw him coming so I quickly climbed a tree
But George Insurance saw me too and climbed up after me
Said he to me up in the tree: "I'm fond of nature too
But our 20-year endowment is the policy for you"

For there's no one with endurance
Like the man who sells insurance
He's everybody's best friend
And the harder that you make it
Believe me he can take it
For he gets us all in the end

Cosa Hai Messo Nel Caffè
Composer(s): G. Bigazzi; Riccardo Del Turco
Performer(s): Riccardo Del Turco



M'hai detto vieni su da me
l'inverno è caldo su da me 
non senti il freddo che fa
in questa nostra città
Perchè non vieni su da me
saremo soli io e te
ti posso offrire un caffè
in fondo che male c'è

Ma cosa hai messo nel caffè
che ho bevuto su da te?
C'è qualche cosa di diverso
adesso in me
se c'è un veleno morirò
ma sarà dolce accanto a te
perchè l'amore che non c'era
adesso c'è

Non so neppure che giorno è
ma tutti i giorni sarò da te
è un'abitudine ormai
che non so perdere, sai

Ma cosa hai messo nel caffè
che ho bevuto su da te?
C'è qualche cosa di diverso
adesso in me
se c'è un veleno morirò
ma sarà dolce accanto a te
perchè l'amore che non c'era
adesso c'è

Stamani,amore,pensando a te
il primo fiorem'ha detto che
l'inverno ormai se ne va
ma tu rimani con me

Ma cosa hai messo nel caffè
che ho bevuto su da te?
C'è qualche cosa di diverso
adesso in me
se c'è un veleno morirò
ma sarà dolce accanto a te
perchè l'amore che non c'era
adesso c'è
Se c'è un veleno morirò
Se c'è un veleno morirò

Rush Hour
Composer(s): Peter Rafelson; Jane Wiedlin
Performer(s): Jane Wiedlin



Something's coming over me
I'm so dizzy I can't see
Can't make out the forest for the trees
My heart is beating faster 
Now as the traffic's slowing down
Suddenly I'm all alone with you 

It's so good, baby
When you're at the wheel
I can't believe the way I feel
It's such a rush just being with you

We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you take me to the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you got me in the rush hour

Feel it getting hot in here
Feel me getting close to you, Dear
Slow motion, moving you, moving me
Now your lips are touching mine 
And in your eyes that certain shine
Honey, I know just where you're taking me

It's so good, baby
When you're at the wheel
I can't believe the way I feel
It's such a rush just being with you 

We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you take me to the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you got me in the rush hour

Oh, it's so good, baby
When you're at the wheel
I can't believe the way I feel
It's such a rush just being with you

We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you take me to the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you got me in the rush hour 

Ooh, you send me
Ooh, you send me
You got me in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me 
We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me 
You got me, you got me
Ooh, you send me 
We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me
Ooh, you send me
Ooh, you send me

There's No One Quite Like Grandma
Composer(s): Gordon Lorenz
Performer(s): St. Winifred's School Choir



Grandma, we love you 
Grandma, we do 
Though you may be far away 
We think of you 

There's no one quite like Grandma 
And I know you will agree 
That she always is a friend to you 
And she's a friend to me 
There's no one quite like Grandma 
She's there in times of need 
Before it's bedtime, on her knee 
To us a book she'll read 

Grandma, we love you 
Grandma, we do 
Though you may be far away 
We think of you 

And one day when we're older 
We'll look back and say 
There's no one quite like Grandma 
She has helped us on our way 

Grandma, we love you 
Grandma, we do 
Grandma, we love you 
Grandma, we do 

There's no one quite like Grandma 
A love we always share 
At party time and Christmas too 
We know that she'll be there 
There's no one quite like Grandma 
She always has a smile 
She never hurries us along 
Just stays a little while 

Grandma, we love you 
Grandma, we do 
Though you may be far away 
We think of you 

And one day when we're older 
We'll look back and say 
There's no one quite like Grandma 
She has helped us on our way 

Grandma, we love you 
Grandma, we do 
Grandma, we love you 
And we know you love us too

'Cos I Love That Rock 'N' Roll
Performer(s): Cliff Richard



Where has all that rock'n'roll gone
Oh won't somebody tell me where?
'cos it used to be when I was young
That you could hear them playing it everywhere
But now it seems they're all so hooked on fashion
The music's taken second place
Everyone it seems has one obsession
To beat the others in the race
And it just don't feel right to me
No no it just don't feel right to me

'cos I love that rock'n'roll too much
And I don't wanna see it ever waving goodbye
Yeah I love that rock'n'roll too too much
And I couldn't bear to see it go by
Rock'n'roll you're too much to deny

Oh where has all that music gone
There must be some mistake
From something that was so much fun
They were burning bridges in their wake
O.k. everything has got to keep changing
I know it has to be that way
But isn't it too high a price we're paying
We're losing most of yesterday
And it just don't feel right to me

Rupture En VHS
Composer(s): Claude Moine; P. Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



J'ai reçu ta cassette vidéo V.H.S.
Ton film est maladroit mais l'idée m'intéresse
Tu vis, tu parles
Zoom sur tes yeux pâles
Et tu me dis que la vie avec moi
N'a plus beaucoup d'intérêt
Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi
Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt
Programme pour l'amour
Codé pour toujours
Sans replay
Ton visage est sur pause
La couleur vire au mauve
Photo surexposée
Flou navrant démodé
Un court-métrage
De rupture, de naufrage
Où tu me dis que la vie avec moi
Scénario sans intérêt
Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi
Qu'mon fasing revient sans arrêt
Dialogue de sourd
J'appuie sur "retour"
Sans regret
Un court-métrage
De rupture, de naufrage
Où tu me dis que la vie avec moi
Et tu me dis que la vie avec moi
N'a plus beaucoup d'intérêt
Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi
Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt
Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi
Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt

There's No Me Without You
Composer(s): E. Bivins
Performer(s): Manhattans



Baby, you are my life
And without you I'm an empty shell

There's no house without a home
And there's no man who wants to be alone
There's no child without a dream
And there's no song without a meaning

That's how I know
There's no me without you
There's no me without you

There's no life without a plan
Every woman wants herself a good man
There's a heartaches without tears
And time just can't go by without the years

That's how I know
There's no me without you
There's no me without you

You know there's no stars without the night
Huh, and there's no wrong without a right
And there's no good without a bad
And when one man is happy , the other man is sad

Oh... oh... that's how I know
There's no me without you
There's no me without you
Oh... oh... yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

That's how I know (That's how I know, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
There's no me without you (My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my)
That's how I know (There's no house, there's no house without a home)
That's how I know (And there's no man, no man who wants to be alone)

Cortar Hasta El Hueso
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



Sentado en medio de un sucio bar
con tiempo para reflexionar
cansado de esperar
hoy voy a cortar hasta el hueso
y más...

Latas vacías
pero dónde está el que nos guía
que abra los Cabildos
que invadan la ciudad
los portadores sanos del amor, oh no

Tira, tira, tira hermano mío
no lo dejes escapar
Dale, dale un poco más de hilo
para quien quiera remontar
y así, con un golpe
en la nuca a Dios, tal vez
caer en pos de la belleza

Viniste a un mundo
rojo y profundo
descubrirás la sed
el miedo y el refugio que da
sólo la amistad

Sentado en medio de un sucio bar
con tiempo para reflexionar
cansado de esperar
hoy voy a cortar hasta el hueso
y más, y más...

Tira, tira, tira hermano mío
no lo dejes escapar
Dale, dale un poco más de hilo
para quien quiera remontar
y así, con un golpe
en la nuca a Dios, tal vez
caer en pos de la belleza

no lo dejes escapar...
para quien quiera remontar
y así, con un golpe
en la nuca a Dios, tal vez
caer en pos de la belleza