These Strange Times
Composer(s): Mick Fleetwood - Ray Kennedy
Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac



These strange times I think of a friend
They said was a man of the world
When all the time he was in a fight
Between the dark and the light
Yes I too, my friend, find the devil
Trying to make me do things I don't want to do
Now I find myself crying out
God is nowhere, God is nowhere

These strange times I look in my heart
And see the dark not the light
And how I'm sad and wished I was in love
And look to the sky and cry out
God is nowhere, God is nowhere
And this is hell
Being caught between the dark and the light
Daddy, daddy, hold on
God is now here, God is now here

These strange times I too have dreams
Things that make me wonder
If to walk a thin line is like dying alone
And I'm trying to find my way home
To where God is now here and the dark is now light
Yes I'm crying out, God is now here
God is now here and that was hell
Being caught between the dark and the light
Between the dark and the light

These strange times I look in my heart
And how I'm sad and wished I was in love
And I look to the sky and cry out
God is now here, God is now here
God is now here, God is now here
My friend I do wish that I was in love
I wished I was in love
I love you, I love you

Le Temps Qui Court
((Adapted from: Could It Be Magic (Barry Manilow) - 1972))
Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Adrienne Anderson - Barry Manilow - Jean-Michel Rivat
Performer(s): Alain Chamfort - 1975

Versions In Other Languages:
1986 - Ontmoeting (Rob de Nijs)
1992 - Puede Ser Genial (Pandora)



Et finalement, après quelques années
Les hommes ont remplacé tes poupées
Et les glaïeuls posés dans ta chambre
Remplacent aujourd'hui les fleurs des champs

Et c'est le temps qui court, court
Qui nous rend sérieux
La vie nous a rendu plus orgueilleux
Parce que le temps qui court, court
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir

À l'heure qu'il est, mes voitures de plastique
Sont devenues vraies depuis longtemps
Et finalement, les affaires et l'argent
Ont remplacé mes jouets d'avant

Et c'est le temps qui court, court
Qui nous rend sérieux
La vie nous a rendu plus orgueilleux
Parce que le temps qui court, court
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir

Parce que le temps qui court, court, oh court
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir

Et toujours le temps qui court, qui court, oh le temps
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous a fait vieillir 
Et que le manque d'amour nous a fait vieillir

Jag Blir Galen När Jag Tänker På Dej
English Title: Goin' Out Of My Head
Composer(s): Stig Anderson
Performer(s): Anni-Frid Lyngstad



Jag blir galen när jag tänker på dej
Och det är som något fattades mej
Mer, ju mer jag dig ser
Så känns det, så bränns det
Kan vakna och sakna
Det lugn som din närhet alltid ger

Jag blir galen när jag tänker på dej
Du har blivit som ett gift inom mej
varje da', vill jag ha
En dos av din ömhet
Din värme, din närhet
För att jag ska känna allt är bra

Och jag tänker på dej
Natt och dag
Längtar till dej
Natt och dag
ia, du har gått i mitt blod
Det som va' en bäck blev en flod
Du har öppnat en sluss
upptänt en våg
Slagit an en ton, väckt en passion 
som slumrande låg

Jag blir...
och jag...

Jag blir galen...

These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You)
Composer(s): Holt Marvell - Jack Strachey - Harry Link
First recording by: Leslie Hutchinson - 1936
Covered by multiple other artists



Oh, will you never let me be
Oh, will you never set me free
The ties that bound us are still around us
There's no escape that I can see
And still those little things remain
That bring me happiness or pain...

A cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you

A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground's painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you

You came, you saw
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I somehow knew that this had to be

The winds of March that make my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who's to answer
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you

Gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow
Wild strawberries only seven francs a kilo
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you

I know that this
Was bound to be
These things have haunted me
For you've entirely enchanted me

The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
Silk stockings thrown aside and sin-vitations
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you

The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
The waiters whistling as the last bar closes
The song that Crosby sings
These foolish things remind me of you

How strange, how sweet
To find you still
These things are dear to me
That seem to bring you so near to me

The scent of smoking leaves, the wail of steamers
Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
Just you

Could It Be I'm Falling In Love?
Composer(s): Marvin Steals; Mervin Steals
First release by: The Spinners - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Since I've met you, I've begun to feel so strange
Every time I speak your name, that's funny
You say that you are so helpless too
That you don't know what to do-ooh

Each night I pray there will never come a day
When you up and take your love away
Say you feel the same way too, and I wonder what 
It is I feel for you-ooh

Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby
Could it be I'm falling in love, woo-hoo
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo

I don't need all those things, that used to bring me joy
You made me such a happy boy
And honey, you'll always be the only one for me
Meeting you was my destiny-ee

You can be sure I will never let you down
When you need me I'll be around
And darling you'll always be, the only one for me
Heaven made you 'specially-ee

Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby
Could it be I'm falling in love, woo-hoo
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo

And darling you'll always be, the only one for me
Heaven made you 'specially-ee

Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby
Could it be I'm falling in love, I want to know now baby
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo

Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love

Jaded Lover
Composer(s): Chuck Pyle
Performer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker



Well, it won't be but a week or two
You'll be out lovin' someone new
It must have happened a hundred times before
And I can see you been spreadin' yourself thin too
It's a lonely stage we been goin' through
Don't get up, I can find my own way to the door

Chorus:
Well, I can see you are an angel
whose wings just won't unfold
Tune up your harp; polish your old halo
Well the only kind of man that you ever wanted
is one that you knew you'd never hold very long
You're sittin' there cryin' like I'm the first one to go

These Eyes
Composer(s): Randy Bachman - Burton Cummings
First release by: The Guess Who - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



These eyes cry every night for you
These arms long to hold you again

The hurtin's on me, yeah
And I will never be free, no, my baby, no no
You gave a promise to me, yeah
An' you broke it, an' you broke it, oh no

These eyes watched you bring my world to an end
This heart could not accept and pretend

The hurtin's on me, yeah
And I will never be free, no, no, no
You took the vow with me, yeah
An' you spoke it, an' you spoke it, babe

These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you

These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you

These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you

These eyes cry every night for you
These arms, these arms long to hold you, hold you again

These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you

These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you

These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you

These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Don't ya know these eyes are cryin' every night
I need you back in my heart...

Could I Leave You?
Composer(s): Stephen Sondheim



Leave you? Leave you?
How could I leave you?
How could I go it alone?
Could I wave the years away
With a quick goodbye?
How do you wipe tears away
When your eyes are dry?
Sweetheart, lover
Could I recover
Give up the joys I have known?
Not to fetch your pills again
Every day at five
Not to give those dinners for ten
Elderly men
From the U.N.
How could I survive?
Could I leave you
And your shelves of the World's Best Books
And the evenings of martyred looks
Cryptic sighs
Sullen glares from those injured eyes?
Leave the quips with a sting, jokes with a sneer
Passionless lovemaking once a year?
Leave the lies ill-concealed
And the wounds never healed
And the games not worth winning
And-wait, I'm just beginning!
What, leave you, leave you
How could I leave you?
What would I do on my own?
Putting thoughts of you aside
In the south of France
Would I think of suicide?
Darling, shall we dance?
Could I live through the pain
On a terrace in Spain?
Would it pass? It would pass
Could I bury my rage
With a boy half your age
In the grass? 
Bet your ass
But I've done that already--or didn't you know, love?
Tell me, how could I leave when I left long ago, love?
Could I leave you?
No, the point is, could you leave me?
Well, I guess you could leave me the house
Leave me the flat
Leave me the Braques and Chagalls and all that
You could leave me the stocks for sentiment's sake
And ninety percent of the money you make
And the rugs
And the cooks
Darling, you keep the drugs
Angel, you keep the books
Honey, I'll take the grand
Sugar you keep the spinet
And all of our friends and
Just wait a goddam minute!
Oh, leave you? Leave you?
How could I leave you?
Sweetheart, I have to confess
Could I leave you?
Yes
Will I leave you?
Will I leave you?
Guess!

Ja-Da (Ja-Da, Ja-Da, Jing Jing Jing!)
Composer(s): Bob Carleton
Performer(s): Arthur Fields & Billy Murray;
and various other artists



You've heard all about your raggy melodies
Ev'rything from opera down to harmony
But I've a little song that I will sing to you
It's going to win you through and through

There ain't much to the words, but the music is grand
And you'll be singing it to beat the band
Now you've heard of your "Will O' The Wisp"
But give a little listen to this

It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
That's a funny little bit of melody
It's so soothing and appealing to me
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!

(Billy Murray: Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing)
(Arthur Fields (Spoken): Kinda got you going, hey Billy?)
(Billy Murray (Spoken): It certainly has. I'm humming it all the time)
(Billy Murray: It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!)

Now ev'ryone was singing a Hawaiian strain
Ev'ryone seemed to have it on their brain
When Yaka Hicky Hoola Do was all the craze
Why that's the one that had 'em dazed

The object now is for something new
Something that will appeal to you
And here's a little melody that you will find
Will linger, linger there on your mind

It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
That's a funny little bit of melody
It's so soothing and appealing to me
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!

Now ev'rybody.......

Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
That's a funny little bit of melody
It's so soothing and appealing to me
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!

Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
That's a funny little bit of melody
It's so soothing and appealing to me
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!

These Dreams
Composer(s): Jim Croce
Performer(s): Jim Croce



Once we were lovers
But somehow things have changed
Now we're just lonely people
Tryin' to forget each other's names
Now we're just lonely people
Tryin' to forget each other's names

What came between us?
Maybe we were just too young to know
But now and then
I feel the same,
And sometimes at night I think
I hear you calling my name
Mmm-hmm-mmm these dreams
They keep me going these days

Once we were lovers
But that was long ago
We lived together then
And now we do not even say hello
We lived together then
And now we do not even say hello

What came between us?
Maybe we were just too young to know
But now and then
I feel the same
And sometimes at night I think
I hear you calling my name
Mmm-hmm-mmm these dreams
They keep me going these days

Could I Have This Kiss Forever
Composer(s): Diane Warren
Performer(s): Whitney Houston & Enrique Iglesias
and multiple other artists



Over and over I look in your eyes
You are all I desire
You have captured me
I want to hold you
I want to be close to you
I never want to let go
I wish that this night would never end
I need to know

Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could i have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever

Over and over I've dreamed of this night
Now you're here by my side
You are next to me
I want to hold you and touch you and taste you
And make you want no one but me
I wish that this kiss could never end
Oh baby please

Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
could I hole you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever

I don't want any night to go by
Without you by my side
I just want all my days
Spend being next to you
Lived for just loving you
And baby, oh by the way

Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever

Jacques, A Penniless French Mouse
Performer(s): Captain Beaky



A penniless French mouse, called Jacques 
In beret, boots and belted Mac... 
Strolled idly down an empty drain 
Protected against the wind and the rain 

When from a grating in the street 
A cigarette fell at his feet 
And in surprise he cried, "Mon Dieu! 
"It is my favourite brand, Disque Bleu" 

"Ma foi - these are tres bon" he said 
Inhaling deep, the end glowed red 
A smell he thought was just a drain 
Was gas escaping from the main 

Le grande explosion! Au revoir Jacques 
In beret, boots and belted mac... 
And now he has gone to the great mousehole in the sky 
Where mountains of bleu cheese stretch away 
As far as the eye can see... 

"Excuse moi?" 
"Oui?" 
"Which way to the Rocquefort, s'il vous plait?"

These Days
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg



I used to think of myself as a soldier 
Holding his own against impossible odds 
Badly outnumbered and caught in a crossfire of devils and gods 

All I ever wanted to be was free 
All I ever looked for was what was within my eyes to see 
Oh, but these days are just like you and me 
Oh, but these days are just like you and me 

You used to be something I could believe in 
How could you let me forsake myself so 
You used to think of your life as a riddle with no answer known 

All you ever wanted to be was free 
All you ever looked for was what was within your sights to see 
Oh, but these days are just like you and me 
Oh, but these days are just like you and me 

We used to live like there was no tomorrow 
Tasting our trials a day at a time 
Crying for justice and laughing at sorrow 
Such innocent crimes 

All we ever wanted to be was free 
All we ever looked for was what was within our sights to see 
Oh, but these days are just like you and me 
Oh, but these days are just like you and me 
Just like you and me 
You know they're just like you and me

Could I Have This Dance?
Composer(s): Wayland Holyfield; Bob House
Performer(s): Anne Murray
and multiple other artists



I'll always remember the song they were playing
The first time we danced and I knew
As we swayed to the music and held to each other
I fell in love with you

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner, then every night?
When we're together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

I'll always remember that magic moment
When I held you close to me
As we moved together, I knew, forever
You're all I'll ever need

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner every night?
When we're together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner every night?
When we're together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

Jacques
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Permíteme el atrevimiento de llamarte así
Al escribir esta balada urgente para ti
para ti
Jacques
Querrás saber por qué se me ha ocurrido
al cabo de los años transcurridos
recordar a aquel quijote belga
que escapó a Tahití
Jacques
Podría responderte simplemente porque sí
O que en la radio acabo de escuchar "Le Plat Pays"
Jacques, lo que sucede es que me han desgarrado el corazón
Y necesito hablarte como "Jef" necesitó
Tu canción...
Ella ya no está...
Pero eso qué más da
Pero eso qué más da
Lo malo es esta noche
de eterna soledad
Jacques, ne me quittes pas
Jacques
ya ves que no se trata de escribirle al Sr. Juez
y que mi drama es para que respondas: "qué idiotez
qué idiotez"
Jacques
si acudo a ti es porque busco a un amigo
para unas copas Y un "estoy contigo
y a esa falsa rubia consentida
que la  folle un pez!..."
Jacques
Vayamos con Jaurés, Zangra y Fernand a la kermes
Y luego al "Amsterdam" a que nos hagan un francés
Jacques
pero han huido de este octubre frío de París...
tal vez estén volando entre las nubes junto a ti
aux marquises
Ella ya no está...
Pero eso qué más da
Pero eso qué más da...
Lo malo es esta noche
de eterna soledad...
Jacques, ne me quittes pas

Sei Già Di Un Altro
((Adapted from: Don't Worry Baby (The Beach Boys) - 1964))
Composer(s): Roger Christian - Brian Wilson - Pantros 
Performer(s): Equipe 84 - 1965



Ecco, d'un tratto tu non ridi e ti mancan le parole
Tu ricominci a pensare, io lo so, al nostro amore
Noi stiamo bene insieme,che cosa importa se
se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
per la vita legata a lui (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...

Anche se asciughi quelle lacrime si vede che tu hai pianto, e allor
anche se cerchi di sorridere si vede che sei triste ancor
Noi ci vogliamo bene, che cosa importa se

se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
l'altro uomo con cui già sei (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...

Anche se asciughi quelle lacrime si vede che tu hai pianto, e allor
anche se cerchi di sorridere si vede che sei triste ancor
Noi ci vogliamo bene, che cosa importa se

se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
per la vita legata a lui (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...

Could I?
Composer(s): Jerry Fuller; Gary Puckett
Performer(s): Gary Puckett & The Union Gap



Your only try at love was through before it began
So now you're frightened of the thought of losing again
Would I be true to you; girl, if there's any doubt
Just ask me anything your mind is wondering about

Could I chase the bitter taste
Left in your heart by someone who said goodbye
Could I love?  
Give me love
I'm down on my knees, beggin' you please 
Could I?

If I could get to you & prove the things that I say
You wouldn't compare me to the pain you knew yesterday
You've built a wall of ice I'm sure my lovin' will melt
Please let me hold you, love, instead of asking yourself

Could I chase the bitter taste
Left in your heart by someone who said goodbye
Could I love?
Give me love
I'm down on my knees, beggin' you please 
Could I? ...

Jacob's Ladder
Composer(s): Bruce Hornsby
Performer(s): Huey Lewis & The News



I met a fan dancer
Down in South Side Birmingham
She was running from a fat man
Selling salvation in his hand
Now he's trying to save me
We'll I'm doing alright the best that I can
Just another fallen angel
Trying to get through the night

Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung climbing Jacob's ladder

Coming over the airwaves
The man says I'm overdue
Sing along, send some money
Join the chosen few
Well mister I'm not in a hurry
And I don't want to be like you
And all I want from tomorrow
Is to get it better than today

Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung climbing Jacob's ladder

These Boots Are Made For Walkin' ((aka One Of These Days (Operation Ivy) - 1989; This Body (Belgian Asociality) - 1994))
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood
First release by: Nancy Sinatra - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Ces Bottes Sont Faites Pour Marcher (Eileen)
1967 - Stivaletti Rossi (Dalida)
1984 - Bisogna Far Qualcosa (Adriano Celentano)



You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'
You keep losing when you oughta not bet
You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'
What's right is right but you ain't been right yet
These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt (Hah)
Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches (Yeah)
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

Are you ready, boots?
Start walkin'

Coucouroucoucou Paloma
Adapted from: Cucurrucucu Paloma - 1954    
Composer(s): Tomás Méndez; Eddy Marnay; Jacques Larue
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1968



Le vent chasse un nuage
Qui fait sa route vers l'infini
La mer parle au rivage
Et je l'écoute et je m'ennuie
Je suis seule à comprendre
La chanson de l'oiseau qui passe
J'attends d'un cœur qui tremble
Celui qui viendra prendre sa place 

Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou paloma
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou paloma 

Dis-moi si l'amour existe
Moi pour qui les jours sont tristes 

Libre, mon cœur est libre
Celui qui m'aime me le prendra
Vivre, je voudrais vivre
Oui mais qui m'aime je ne sais pas
Je suis seule au rivage
Et je chante à l'oiseau qui danse
De nuage en nuage
J'ai pour lui la voix de l'espérance 

Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou paloma
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou paloma 

Ce soir je ne suis plus triste
Je sais que l'amour existe
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou 
Je sais que l'amour existe