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  • 05-12-1982
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    I’m Too Blue To Worry Over You
    Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
    Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



    There ain’t no use to worry
    And there ain’t no use to cry
    I know that you won’t change now until the day you die
    And I’m too blue
    Yes, I’m too blue
    I’m Too Blue To Worry Over You

    You said you’d always love me
    You swore you’d be my own
    But now it’s plain to see you’ve been cheating all along
    That’s why I’m blue
    Yes, I’m too blue
    I’m Too Blue To Worry Over You

    Your clothes, you got ‘em packed
    So head right that door
    And it ain’t gonna be like it was that time before
    Cause I’m too blue
    Yes, I’m too blue
    I’m Too Blue To Worry Over You

    Ah get blue Jimmy

    Ah get low down son

    You know I really loved you
    I tried to treat you fair
    But all you ever gave me is the silver in my hair
    That’s why I’m blue
    Yes, I’m too blue
    I’m Too Blue To Worry Over You

    They say there’s lots of woman
    With hearts as pure as gold
    But there just as hard to find as heat is when it’s cold
    That’s why I’m blue
    Yes, I’m too blue
    I’m Too Blue To Worry Over You

    Now babe you’ve had your fun
    Someday you’ll shed the tears
    I know you that you’ll come crawling back But hone I won’t be here
    Because I’m too blue
    Yes, I’m too blue
    I’m Too Blue To Worry Over You



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    A Spaceman Came Travelling
    Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
    Performer(s): Chris de Burgh
    and multiple other artists



    A spaceman came travelling on his ship from afar
    'twas light years of time since his mission did start
    And over a village he halted his craft
    And it hung in the sky like a star, just like a star...
    He followed a light and came down to a shed
    Where a mother and a child were lying there on a bed
    A bright light of silver shone round his head
    And he had the face of an angel, and they were afraid...

    Then the stranger spoke, he said 'Do not fear
    I come from a planet a long way from here
    And I bring a message for mankind to hear'
    And suddenly the sweetest music filled the air...

    And it went la, la...
    Peace and goodwill to all men, and love for the child...

    This lovely music went trembling through the ground
    And many were wakened on hearing that sound
    And travellers on the road, the village they found
    By the light of that ship in the sky, which shone all round...

    And just before dawn at the paling of the sky
    The stranger returned and said 'Now I must fly
    When two thousand years of your time has gone by
    This song will begin once again, to a baby's cry...'

    And it went la la...
    This song will begin once again
    to a baby's cry...
    And it goes la la...
    Peace and goodwill to all men
    and love for the child...
    Oh the whole world is waiting, waiting to hear that song again
    There are thousands standing on the edge of the world
    And a star is moving somewhere, the time is nearly here
    This song will begin once again, to a baby's cry...



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    04-12-1982
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    I'm Tired
    Composer(s): Buck Peddy; Ray Price; Mel Tillis
    Performer(s): Webb Pierce
    and multiple other artists



    Oh Lord, I'm tired
    Tired of living this old way

    Standing on the corner of a busy street
    I'm looking for your face in every crowd I see
    Checking every honky tonk in this town
    I'm trying to find the places that you hang around

    Oh Lord, I'm tired
    Tired of living this old way

    I've been waiting on you baby night and day
    I'm wondering if your love will ever come my way
    My times running out and I'm slowing down
    I'm tired of being just another hang around

    Oh Lord, I'm tired
    Tired of living this old way

    There ain't no happiness in anything I do
    I find myself so lonely when I'm not with you
    What makes you just the kind of girl a guy will love
    You got so many others that your thinking of

    Oh Lord, I'm tired
    Tired of living this old way

    Oh Lord, I'm tired
    Tired of living this old way



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    A Soalin'
    Composer(s): Elena Mezzetti, Noel Paul Stookey
    Performer(s): Peter, Paul and Mary; Fred Penner



    Hey ho, nobody home, meat nor drink nor money have I none
    Yet shall we be merry
    Hey ho, nobody home
    Hey ho, nobody home
    Meat nor drink nor money have I none
    Yet shall we be merry
    Hey ho, nobody home
    Hey Ho, nobody home
    Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake
    An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry
    any good thing to make us all merry
    One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all
    God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
    And all the little children that round your table grow
    The cattle in your stable and the dog by your front door
    And all that dwell within your gates
    we wish you ten times more
    Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake
    An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry
    any good thing to make us all merry
    One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all
    Go down into the cellar and see what you can find
    If the barrels are not empty we hope you will be kind
    We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
    For we'll come no more a 'soalin' till this time next year
    Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake
    An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry
    any good thing to make us all merry
    One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all
    The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin
    I have a little pocket to put a penny in
    If you haven't got a penny, a ha' penny will do
    If you haven't got a ha' penny then God bless you
    Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake
    An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry
    any good thing to make us all merry
    One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all
    Now to the Lord sing praises all you within this place
    And with true love and brotherhood each other now embrace..
    This holy tide of Christmas of beauty and of grace
    Oh tidings of comfort and joy



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    03-12-1982
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    I'm Tired
    Composer(s): Chris Youlden
    Performer(s): Savoy Brown



    I'm tired of being a fool
    And my mind going from hot to cool
    And trying to conform to others ideas
    And someone else's rules

    The life I'm living ain't mine
    I'm supposed to feel that's fine
    I didn't make the world I'm living in
    And I ain't gonna toe the line

    I'm tired of trying to be something I know ain't me
    I'm tired of living up to what people expect me to be
    You know some people are different
    Now ain't that a crying shame
    Now wouldn't be a real drag if we were all the same

    And I'm not going to try to please
    Eyes that just don't see
    If I get myself together
    You'll have the blues not me

    I'm tired of trying to be something I know ain't me
    I'm tired of living up to what people expect me to be
    You know some people are different
    Now ain't that a crying shame
    Now wouldn't be a real drag if we were all the same

    And I'm not going to try to please
    Eyes that just don't see
    If I get myself together
    You'll have the blues not me

    You'll have the blues not me



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    A Sailor's Christmas
    Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Roger Guth
    Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett



    Sail on the horizons gotta landfall rendezvous
    Captain steers a well-known course, he steers straight and true
    As he trims the sheets, he sings a song
    He learned on boats and bars
    Sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour 'neath the stars

    He's traveled through the doldrums, typhoons and hurricanes
    He's logged a million soggy miles with water on his brain
    But Christmas is the season better suited for dry land

    He'll tell some lies, meet some spies
    And dance barefoot in the sand

    (Chorus)
    The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook
    Caye con les, no work today, let's shell the ol' log book
    The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun
    The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun

    There's a party down at Le Selecte, music, rum and cheers
    Faces in the shadows, God, I haven't seen for years
    A mast and shroud fill with lights
    'Neath the waning of the moon
    They're an airy celebration in the realm of King Neptune

    (Chorus)

    Jesus was a fisherman who walked upon the sea
    The North Pole is ocean's remote frozen balcony
    The continents keep drifting but the children sing and play
    'Cause nothing really matters, after all it's Christmas day

    The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook
    Vaye con les, no work today, he read it in a book
    The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun
    A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun
    A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun
    Havin' fun... havin' fun...havin' fun




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    02-12-1982
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    Im Tiefen Keller
    Composer(s): Ludwig Fischer; Karl Müchler
    Performer(s): Ivan Rebroff; Letzenbergstare



    Im tiefen Keller sitz' ich hier
    Bei einem Faß voll Reben
    Bin frohen Mut's und lasse mir
    Vom Allerbesten geben
    Der Küfer holt mir gleich 'ne neue Flasche vor
    Gehorsam meinem Winke
    Füllt mir das Glas
    Ich hielt's empor
    Und trinke, trinke, trinke

    Mich plagt ein Dämon, Durst genannt
    Und um ihn zu verscheuchen
    Neh'm ich mein großes Glas zur Hand
    Und lass mir Wodka reichen
    Die ganze Welt, na ja, erscheint mir nun
    In rosaroter Schminke
    Ich könnte keinem böses tun
    Wenn ich trinke, trinke, trinke!



    Categorie:Duitse Songs

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    Redneck Christmas Performer(s): Ray Stevens



    We're havin' a redneck christmas With traditional possum stew (yee-haw) We're havin' a redneck christmas Hope Santa brings a little rabbit too (yum yum) Got Paw new chaw redman Maw a brand new spit cup (phtoeey) And I got my wife a brand new set Of re-treads for my pickup truck (Ain't he the sweetest thang) Oh we ain't nevr seen ther raindeer But we painted the bulls nose red (moo) Put runners under the outhouse And we're usin' it fer a sled (Darn fool idiots what're doin? Sorry didn't know you was in there grandpaw Merry Christmas now ya hear? Well, I got yer merry christmas right here Come back with thet catalog) We're havin' a redneck christmas TP'd the whole front yard Put big red bows on the hound dogs Turned the lights on all the cars (howls) I love a redneck christmas It's a simple kinda life You buy one gift and that takes care Of yer cousin and yer wife I went downtown to see Santy Claus Gave a dollar to one of them legs (Here you go shorty) So Santa'd bring a man for daughter After all she's near bout' twelve (Poor thing she'll be a spinster soon) We're havin' a redneck christmas Hung our stockings on the stove On the stove (sizzle) Hope Santa brings us big stuff 'Cause the little stuff falls thru the toes, falls thru the toes We's havin' a redneck christmas With homemade moonshine eggnog (glug glug) I took a little swig Thought it needed more kick Throwed in a little toe de frog (burp, hic, ribbit, hic, ribbit) (Hic)



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    01-12-1982
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    I'm Through With Love
    Composer(s): Fud Livingston; Matty Malneck; Gus Kahn
    Performer(s): Marilyn Monroe
    and multiple other artists



    I have given you my true love
    But you love a new love
    What am I supposed to do now
    With you now, you're through?
    You'll be on your merry way
    And there's only this to say

    I'm through with love
    I'll never fall again
    Said adieu to love
    Don't ever call again
    For I must have you or no one
    Because I'm through with love

    I've locked my heart
    I'll keep my feelings there
    I have stocked my heart
    With an icy, Frigidaire
    For I mean to care for no one
    Because I'm through with love

    Why did you lead me
    to think you could care?
    You didn't need me
    for you had your share
    of slaves around you
    to hound you and swear
    with deep emotion, devotion to you

    Goodbye to spring and all it meant to me
    It could never bring the things that used to be
    For I must have you or no one
    So I am through with love

    Goodbye to spring and all it meant to me
    It can never bring the thing that used to be
    For I must have you or no one
    Because I'm through with love



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    A New Dial (aka In Those Twelve Days)
    (Traditional)



    What are they that are but one?
    We have one God alone
    In heaven above sits on His throne

    What are they which are but two?
    Two testaments, the old and new
    We do acknowledge to be true

    What are they which are but three?
    Three persons in the Trinity
    Which make one God in unity

    What are they which are but four
    Four sweet Evangelists there are
    Christ's birth, life, death which do declare

    What are they which are but five?
    Five senses, like five kings, maintain
    In every man a several reign

    What are they which are but six?
    Six days to labor is not wrong
    For God himself did work so long

    What are they which are but seven?
    Seven liberal arts hath God sent down
    With divine skill man's soul to crown

    What are they which are but eight?
    Eight Beatitudes are there given
    Use them right and go to heaven

    What are they which are but nine?
    Nine Muses, like the heaven's nine spheres
    With sacred tunes entice our ears

    What are they which are but ten?
    Ten statutes God to Moses gave
    Which, kept or broke, do spill or save

    What are they which are but eleven?
    Eleven thousand virgins did partake
    And suffered death for Jesus' sake

    What are they which are but twelve?
    Twelve are attending on God's son
    Twelve make our creed
    The Dial's done



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    30-11-1982
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    I'm The Urban Spaceman
    Composer(s): Neil Innes
    Performer(s): The Bonzo Dog Band



    I'm the urban spaceman baby, I've got speed
    I've got everything I need
    I'm the urban spaceman baby, I can fly
    I'm a supersonic guy

    I don't need pleasure
    I don't feel pain
    If you were to knock me down
    I'd just get up again
    I'm the urban spaceman babe and
    I'm making out
    I'm all about

    I wake up every morning
    with a smile upon my face
    My natural exuberance
    spills out all over the place
    I'm the urban spaceman
    I'm intelligent and clean
    Know what I mean?

    I'm the urban spaceman, as a lover second to none
    It's a lot of fun

    I never let my friends down
    I've never made a boob
    I'm a glossy magazine
    an advert in the tube
    I'm the urban spaceman babe, but here comes the twist
    I don't exist



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.A Mom's Night Before Christmas

    A Mom's Night Before Christmas



    It was the night before Christmas, when all through the abode Only one creature was stirring, and she was cleaning the commode The children were finally sleeping, all snug in their beds While visions of Nintendo and Barbie, flipped through their heads The dad was snoring in front of the TV With a half-constructed bicycle on his knee So only the mom heard the reindeer hooves clatter Which made her sigh, "Now what's the matter?" With toilet bowl brush still clutched in her hand She descended the stairs, and saw the old man He was covered with ashes and soot, which fell with a shrug "Oh great!!" muttered the mom "Now I have to clean the rug" "Ho-Ho-Ho!!" cried Santa "I'm glad you're awake Your gift was especially difficult to make" "Thanks, Santa, but all I want is some time alone" "Exactly!!" he chuckled "I've made you a clone" "A clone?" she asked "What good is that? Run along, Santa I've no time for chit-chat" It was the mother's twin Same hair, same eyes, same double chin "She'll cook, she'll dust, she'll mop every mess You'll relax, take it easy, watch the Young and the Restless" "Fantastic!!" the mom cheered "My dream come true! I'll shop I'll read I'll sleep a whole night through!" From the room above, the youngest began to fret "Mommy?!? I'm scared, and I'm wet" The clone replied "I'm coming, sweetheart" "Hey," the mom smiled "She knows her part" The clone changed the small one, and hummed a tune As she bundled the child, in a blanket cocoon "You're the best mommy ever I really love you" The clone smiled and sighed "I love you, too" The mom frowned and said "Sorry, Santa, no deal That's my child's love that she's trying to steal" Smiling wisely Santa said "To me it is clear Only one loving mother is needed here" The mom kissed her child, and tucked her into bed "Thank you, Santa, for clearing my head I sometimes forget it won't be very long When they'll be too old, for my cradle-song" The clock on the mantle began to chime Santa whispered to the clone "It works every time" With the clone by his side, Santa said "Good night Merry Christmas, Mom You'll be alright"


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    29-11-1982
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    I'm The Toughest
    Composer(s): Peter Tosh
    Performer(s): Peter Tosh; Bunny Wailer



    Anything you can do
    I can do it better
    I'm the toughest
    I'm the toughest
    And I can do what you can't do
    You'll never try to do what I do
    I'm the toughest
    I'm the toughest

    Stop from doing wrongs
    Change your foolish plans
    Stop from doing wrongs
    Just live up like a man

    I'm the toughest
    I'm the toughest

    Now my little brothers
    You've got to be good
    Do what's right
    Don't be bad-minded
    Just take what's yours
    And there'll be no fuss or fight

    Stop from doing wrongs
    Change your foolish plan
    Stop from doing wrongs
    Just live up like a man

    I'm the toughest
    I'm the toughest

    Now my brothers
    You've got to be good
    Just do what you know is right
    Don't be bad minded
    Just take what's yours
    And there'll be no fuss or fight

    I said I love my brothers
    I said I love my sisters
    I don't covet my neighbor
    And I love my neighbor



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    A Merry Christmas At Grandmother's
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters



    Over the river and through the woods
    To Grandmother's house we go
    The horses await to carry the sleigh
    Through the white and drifting snow

    Over the river and through the woods
    Oh how the wind does blow
    It stings the toes and bites the nose
    As over the ground we go

    Oh, over the river and through the woods
    Now Grandmother's cap I spy
    Hurrah for the fun, is the pudding done
    Hurrah for the pumpkin pie

    Over the river and through the woods
    And straight to the farmyard gate
    Spring over the ground like a hunting hound
    For this is Christmas day

    Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
    Hark the bells are ringing
    Hear the children singing
    Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
    Merry, Merry Christmas and a Glad New Year

    Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
    Hark the bells are ringing
    Hear the children singing
    Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
    Merry, Merry Christmas and a Glad New Year

    Oh, over the river and through the woods
    We must hurry, we mustn't be late
    We seem to be going extremely slow
    It is so hard to wait

    Over the river and through the woods
    Oh, how the wind does blow
    Hurrah for the fun, is the pudding done
    For this is Christmas day

    Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas
    Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas
    Hark, all the bells are ringing
    Hear the children singing

    Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas
    Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas
    Merry, Merry Christmas and a Glad New Year

    Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas
    Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas
    Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas
    And a Glad New Year




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    28-11-1982
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    Pied Piper Composer(s): Artie Kornfeld - Steve Duboff First release by: Changin' Times - 1965 Covered by multiple other artists Titles In Other Languages: 1966 - Le Pipeau (by Sheila) 1966 - Bandiera Gialla (Gianni Pettenati)



    You
    With your masquerading
    And you
    Always contemplating
    What to do
    In case heaven has found you
    Can't you see
    That it's all around you
    So follow me

    [1, 2: Hey] come on, babe
    Follow me
    I'm the Pied Piper
    Follow me
    I'm the Pied Piper
    And I'll show you where it's at
    Come on, babe
    Can't you see
    I'm the Pied Piper
    Trust in me
    I'm the Pied Piper
    And I'll show you where it's at

    Girl
    Don't be scared to move
    Hey, babe
    What are you tryin' to prove
    It ain't true
    That your life has kicked you
    It's your mind
    And that's all that's trickin' you
    So step in line

    Come on, babe
    Follow me
    Come on, babe
    Trust in me
    Come on, babe
    Can't you see
    Come on, babe
    Follow me
    I'm the Pied Piper



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.A Las Doce De La Noche

    A Las Doce De La Noche



    A las doce de la noche un niñito nacerá alegraos, pastorcillos que el que nace Dios será (bis) ¡Jesús, qué alegría, qué noche tan buena! ¡Qué noche tan buena, todo es resplandor! Mil gracias, Dios mío, mil gracias, Señor Mil gracias, Dios mío, mil gracias, Señor El Niño Dios ha nacido acudamos al portal a ofrecerle nuestros dones también nuestra voluntad también nuestra voluntad



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    27-11-1982
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Bandiera Gialla
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    Bandiera Gialla ((Adapted from: Pied Piper (by Changin' Times) - 1965)) ((French Version: Le Pipeau (by Sheila) - 1966)) Composer(s): Artie Kornfeld - Steve Duboff - Alberto Testa - Nisa Performer(s): Gianni Pettenati - 1966



    Sì questa sera è festa grande
    noi scendiamo in pista subito
    e se vuoi divertirti vieni qua
    ti terremo fra di noi e ballerai...

    Finché vedrai
    sventolar bandiera gialla
    tu saprai che qui si balla
    ed il tempo volerà...

    Saprai
    quando c'è bandiera gialla
    che la gioventù è bella
    e il tuo cuore batterà
    Sai
    quelli che non ci voglion bene
    è perché non si ricordano
    di esser stati ragazzi giovani
    o di aver avuto già
    la nostra età...

    Finché vedrai
    sventolar bandiera gialla
    tu saprai che qui si balla
    ed il tempo volerà...

    Saprai
    quando c'è bandiera gialla
    che la gioventù è bella
    e il tuo cuore batterà
    Finché vedrai
    sventolar bandiera gialla
    tu saprai che qui si balla
    ed il tempo volerà...
    Saprai
    quando c'è bandiera gialla
    che la gioventù è bella
    e il tuo cuore batterà

    Siamo noi
    siamo noi
    bandiera gialla...
    Vieni qui
    che qui si balla...
    Vieni qui
    che qui si balla...
    Siamo noi
    bandiera gialla...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.A Las Arandelas
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    A Las Arandelas



    Alabemos todos
    al Niño Jesús
    que nació en Belén
    y murió en la Cruz

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    También alabemos
    con suma alegría
    a sus santos padres
    San José y María

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Después de alabar
    al Rey de los cielos
    con los de esta casa
    nos entenderemos

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y les cantaremos
    de Dios con la gracia
    deseando a todos
    muy felices Pascuas

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y un año feliz
    con prosperidad
    salud y dinero
    y felicidad

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Que el Niño Jesús
    muy a bien lo tenga
    librarlos a todos
    de las malas lenguas

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Que los libre el Niño
    de los envidiosos
    que hacen mala sangre
    y viven rabiosos

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y los libre el cielo
    de un vecino malo
    que es mucho peor
    que un incendio al lado

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Señores, ¡silencio!
    que el sonido empieza
    de plato y cubiertos
    y arreglos de mesa

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Por el agujero
    de la cerradura
    ya se siente el bajo
    de fritanga pura

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y allá en la cocina
    ruido de sartenes
    que sacan del horno
    pavos y pasteles

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Pues, según señales
    esta gente buena
    trata de obsequiarnos
    con tamaña cena

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Así, pues, señores
    los dueños de casa
    abran sus puertas
    que el tiempo se pasa

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y al entrar, señores
    mucha precaución
    con los que se meten
    sin invitación

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y en los aguinaldos
    los pulpos nombrados
    se sientan primero
    que los invitados

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y al ir a la mesa
    los primeros son
    en comer de todo
    con mucha ambición

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y son los primeros
    en damas sacar
    y hasta los registros
    los suelen bailar

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Entremos, señores
    a esta honrada casa
    saludando a todos
    y dando las gracias

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Y después de entrar
    esa gente buena
    que no tarde mucho
    en poner la cena

    A las arandelas, A las arandelas
    A las arandelas de mi corazon

    Así, pues, señores
    sin más dilación
    entremos cantando
    arandelas son



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    26-11-1982
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Le Pipeau
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    Le Pipeau ((Adapted from: Pied Piper (by Changin' Times) - 1965)) ((Italian Version: Bandiera Gialla (by Gianni Pettenati) - 1966)) Composer(s): Artie Kornfeld - Steve Duboff - Jacques Demarny - Claude Carrère Performer(s): Sheila - 1966



    Toi que le monde ignore
    Oui, toi que la vie dévore
    Pour qui l'amour
    N'a pas fait d'effort
    Jusqu'à ce jour
    Ne te désole pas!
    Regarde-moi!

    Allez, viens!
    Tu verras que dans le monde
    Il y a, chaque seconde
    Des plus malheureux que toi
    Allez, viens!
    Tu verras que la nature
    A gardé un peu d'eau pure
    Et des fruits, rien que pour toi

    Toi qui n'as pas de chance
    Oui, toi qui n'as plus confiance
    Ecoute-moi
    Car la providence
    Est avec toi
    Mais tu ne la vois pas
    Regarde-moi!

    Allez, viens!
    Tu verras quoi qu'on en dise
    Que la vie a des surprises
    Quand on ne s'y attend pas
    Allez, viens!
    Tu verras que la jeunesse
    Est la plus grande richesse
    Que l'on possède ici-bas
    Allez, viens!
    Et ne fais plus cette tête!
    Pour avoir ce que l'on souhaite
    Il faut faire les premiers pas

    {x2:}
    Allez, viens!
    Tu verras que dans le monde
    Il y a, chaque seconde
    Des plus malheureux que toi



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.A La Nanita Nana

    A La Nanita Nana (English Version: The Christmas Guy) (Traditional)



    A la nanita nana, nanita ea, nanita ea
    Mi Jesus tiene sueno, bendito sea, bendito sea
    Fuentecilla que corres clara y sonora
    Ruisenor q'en la selva cantando Iloras
    Callad mientras la cuna se balancea
    A la nanita nana, nanita ea

    A la nanita nana, nanita ea, nanita ea
    Sleep, sleep my little Jesus
    May peace attend Thee, may peace attend Thee
    To the world, little Savior
    New hope thou'rt bringing
    All the world, little Savior
    Thy praises singing
    God's angels hov'ring o'er
    Thee chant alleluia
    A la nanita nana, nanita ea



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