Si Maman Si
Composer(s): Michell Berger
Performer(s): France Gall



Tous mes amis sont partis
Mon cœur a déménagé
Mes vacances c'est toujours Paris
Mes projets c'est continuer
Mes amours c'est inventer

Si, maman, si
Si, maman, si
Maman, si tu voyais ma vie
Je pleure comme je ris
Si, maman, si
Mais mon avenir reste gris
Et mon cœur aussi

Et le temps défile comme un train
Et moi je suis à la fenêtre
Je suis si peu habile que demain
Le bonheur passera peut-être
Sans que je sache le reconnaître

Si, maman, si
Si, maman, si
Maman, si tu voyais ma vie
Je pleure comme je ris
Si, maman, si
Mais mon avenir reste gris
Et mon cœur aussi

Mon cœur est confortable, bien au chaud
Et je lasse passer le vent
Mes envies s'éteignent, je leur tourne le dos
Et je m'endors doucement
Sans chaos ni sentiment

Si, maman, si
Si, maman, si
Maman, si tu voyais ma vie
Je pleure comme je ris
Si, maman, si
Mais mon avenir reste gris
Et mon cœur aussi

Si, maman, si
Si, maman, si
Maman, si tu voyais ma vie
Je pleure comme je ris
Si, maman, si
Mais mon avenir reste gris
Et mon cœur aussi

You're All I Want For Christmas
Composer(s): Seger Ellis; Glen Moore
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists



You’re all I want for Christmas
All I want my whole life through
Each day is just like Christmas
Anytime that I with you

You’re all I want for Christmas
And if all my dreams come true
Then I’ll awake on Christmas mornin’
And find my stocking filled with you

(You’re all I want for Christmas)
(All I want my whole life through)
Each day is just like Christmas
Anytime that I with you

(You’re all I want for Christmas)
(And if all my dreams come true)
Then I’ll awake on Christmas mornin’
And find my stocking filled with you
(And find my stocking filled with you) 

Girls, Don't Refuse To Kiss A Soldier
Composer(s): Karl Davis
Performer(s): Karl & Harty



Oh girls, don't refuse to kiss a soldier
For you know that he is fightin' for your peace
And he is your Uncle Sammy's nephew
While you are your Uncle Sammy's niece

Oh girls, don't refuse to kiss a soldier
Or a sailor or a big ol' tough marine
For they'll show the Japs and old man Hitler
The toughest bunch that they have ever seen

Oh, tramp, tramp, tramp, the boys are marchin'
Marchin', marchin', marchin' off to war
And as you watch them go, you know that many
Will never see you pretty girls anymore

Oh girls, won't you let him smell your powder
And lay your little head upon his arm
For the powder that he smells across the ocean
Is the kind that does a fellah lots of harm

I didn't write this little song for money
Oh, money isn't what I wrote it for
I wrote it when I found that I was drafted
I wrote it 'cause I'm goin' off to war

Oh girls, don't refuse to kiss a soldier
For you know that he is fightin' for your peace
And he is your Uncle Sammy's nephew
While you are your Uncle Sammy's niece

You Make It Feel Like Christmas
Composer(s): Neil Diamond
Performer(s): Neil Diamond; Little River Band



Look at us now, part of it all
In spite of it all, we're still around
Lovers in love, just like we were
Being apart's a lonely sound
When people ask how we stay together
I say you never let me down
And you make it feel like Christmas
Even when things go wrong
I hear the sound of Christmas in your song
All year long
Look at the sun shining on me
Nowhere could be a better place
Lovers in love, that's what we are
I reach for that star out there in space
'Cause you make it feel like Christmas
Even when things go wrong
I hear the sound of Christmas in your song
All year long
Sleepy we are, but happy together
Sounds of forever greet the day
So wake up the kids, put on some tea
Light up the tree. It's Christmas day
Yeah, you make it feel like Christmas
Even when things go wrong
I hear the sound of Christmas in your song
All year long
Light up the tree, it's Christmas time 

Si L'on Pouvait Vraiment Parler
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): France Gall



Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te décrirais mes poupées
Qui ne sont plus que des chiffons
Et je me souviens de leur nom
Et les secrets qu'elles racontaient

Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te décrirais la maison
Où mon père m'a embrassée
Peut-être plus que de raison
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler

Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler

Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te parlerais des miroirs
Qui renvoyaient mes cheveux blonds
Qui me faisait m'apercevoir
De ce que voulaient les garçons

Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te dirais comment je l'ai rencontré
Comment j'ai changé de famille
Tout en restant petite fille
Au fond rien n'a vraiment changé

Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler

Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te dirais que je n'ai jamais pleuré
Sauf quand je suis très énervée
Et qu'il ne sait pas dire qu'il m'aime
Ce n'serais pas un vrai problème

Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je dirais que la vie s'est elle-même chargée
De me fabriquer un bonheur
Dont je ne sais pas profiter
Et que mes rêves me font peur

Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler

Et je te demanderais de m'emmener
De tout comprendre sans me parler

You ... You
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse
Performer(s): George Asprey



You...you were new to me
You...you were spring
You...you were true to me
You...you were everything

You...you were good for me
You were my day
Did what you could for me
I let you go away

And now I can see
Now you're a dream gone by
Oh how could there be 
Such a fool as I?

I who must travel on
What hope for me?
Dream where my past has gone
Live with the memory

You...my only hope
You ...my only love
You...you...you 

Givin' Out Of Givin' In
Composer(s): Ben Peters
Performer(s): Skeeter Davis



Each time that you come dragging in at two or three o'clock
You promise you won't stay out late again
And every time I take you back but now that's gonna stop
'Cause baby I'm giving out of giving in

There's lipstick on your shirt again and I know it ain't mine
Don't try to tell me you've been out with friends
The last time I believed you when you handed me that line
But baby I'm giving out of giving in I'm giving out of giving in

I'm tired of playing games where you're the only one who wins
I've given into you so much the givings almost gone
What happens in the future all depends
You may come walking in one night and find yourself alone
'Cause baby, I'm giving out of giving in

Yeah, I'm giving out of giving in
I'm tired of playing games where you're the only one who wins
I've given into you so much the givings almost gone
What happens in the future all depends
You may come walking in one night and find yourself alone
'Cause baby, I'm giving out of giving in

Yeah baby, I'm giving out of giving in...

Yesterday's Christmas
Composer(s): Bobby Sherman
Performer(s): Bobby Sherman



I can remember the Christmases I've seen
By the things that most people know
With fresh pine tree smells, songs like 'Jingle Bells'
Going for sleigh rides in the snow

The streets of the city became a crystal charm
And the dime store Santa Claus appeared
And to the children's delight at his upcoming flight
The World waited as the hour drew near

Then the day would arrive, much too early for most
And the spirit of giving ran high
And the new train would roar on the living room floor
And the air would fill with hot pumpkin pie

I used to know my Christmases this way
I am not sad, but those times are now through
Because Christmas this time has been made to be mine
Because Christmas this year I'll be with you 

Si Lloras, Si Ries
(Adapted from: Se Piangi, Se Ridi - 1965)
(English Version: If You Cry, If You Laugh)
Composer(s): G. Marchetti; Mogol Audio 2; Roberto Satti
Performer(s): Mina



Si lloras, mi vida
yo lloro por ti
porque formas parte de mi
Sonríe siempre
si en tu querer
no puedes verme jamás feliz
Si ríes, mi vida
yo río por ti
porque formas parte de mi
Recuerda siempre
con lo que harás
mi vida toda la llenarás
No estarás solo
aún cuando tu
tu te halles lejos de mi
Cada momento
donde estas
cerca de ti tu me tendrás
Si lloras, si ríes
contigo estoy
porque formo parte de ti
Recuerda siempre
con lo que harás
mi vida toda la llenarás

Si El Amor Se Acaba Me Voy
(French Version: Quand Je N'aime Plus Je M'en Vais)
Composer(s): Henri Belolo; C. Cantelis; A. Marco
Performer(s): Dalida



La rutina no llegará jamás a invadir nuestro amor
Y si ves que ya no estoy aquí, deja pues de pensar en mí
No te empeñes en llorar y verás que muy pronto me olvidarás
Yo soy así
Oh ooooooh, así

Si el amor se acaba me voy
No vale la pena me voy
Si el amor se va me voy con él
Odio las mentiras me voy
Todo se termina siempre
Siempre, siempre digo la verdad

Imagina un aeropuerto espacial y una nave que despega
Nadie sabe cuando volverá quizá ya nunca más

Es imposible saber nadie puede alcanzarla en la eternidad
Yo soy así
Oh ooooooh, así

Si el amor se acaba me voy
No vale la pena me voy
Si el amor se va me voy con él

Odio las mentiras, me voy
Todo se termina siempre
Siempre, siempre digo la verdad

Si el amor se acaba me voy
No vale la pena me voy
Si el amor se va me voy con él

Odio las mentiras, me voy
Todo se termina siempre
Siempre, siempre digo la verdad

Si el amor se acaba me voy
No vale la pena me voy
Si el amor se va me voy con él

He Had Refinement
Composer(s): Arthur Schwartz; Dorothy Fields
Performer(s): Shirley Booth
and multiple other artists



If I ever seen a Prince, my Harry was him
Always smelled from peppermints, his person was trim
His voice was passionate, soulful his face was
He never took no liberties, he knew what his place was

He'd say, "Pardon my glove", politely when he shook my hand
And he'd pass me the evenin' paper after his soup got fanned
He only used four-letter words I didn't understand
He had refinement

He would never sit down to the table, but what his shirt was on
Or come out of the bathroom drippin' like a dyin' swan
Or call a visitor a slob until the slob had gone
He had refinement.

One time he said
"May I suggest you call a lady's chest a chest
instead of her points of interest"
Dainty....ain't he?

He was shy and awful modest, 'cause he was so high bred
When the wind blew up my bloomers, did his face get red
He undressed with all the lights off....until we was wed
He had refinement.

He would walk next to the gutter, so I shouldn't get hit
With a pillow he'd kill mosquitoes, so I shouldn't get bit
Only certain kind exertions for me he'd permit
He had refinement

In the water at Coney Island was our first embrace
When my water wings flew off and hit 'im in the face
He introduced himself before he put 'em back in place
He had refinement.

At Luna Park all night we sat
Our food got cold, our beer got flat
I saw what he was driving at
I should've forbid it....but I did it

He had such respect and feelin's all our married life
Just the thought that he might hurt me cut 'im like a knife
And so he never told me that he had another wife
He had refinement

Refinement!
A gentleman to his fingernails was he!

Si El Amor Alguna Vez
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Si el amor alguna vez
fuera algo más
que dos espejos frente a frente
o el miedo al tiempo que no vuelve
que se escapa, victorioso
sin pedir perdón
no sería
el ave que voló
Si el amor alguna vez
fuera algo más
que encuentro de almas solitarias
en el rechazo de ser nada
que no es nada sino toda
la desolación
no sería
la más pesada de las cadenas
el pozo seco de la tristeza
ni la herida
que nunca cicatriza
Si el amor alguna vez
fuera algo más
que la necesidad urgente
de que los cuerpos se alimenten
con los cuerpos perpetuando
su contradicción
no sería
sustento del dolor
Si el amor alguna vez
fuera algo más
que dos verdugos inconscientes
jugando al juego de la muerte
con la vida que se entrega
a la inmolación
no sería
la más pesada de las cadenas
el pozo seco de la tristeza
ni la herida
que nunca cicatriza

Si Les Femmes
Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Performer(s): Pierre Rapsat



Aux côtés d'Eve
Je m'imagine
Perdu dans mes rêves
Si les femmes
Changeaient le monde...
De nouvelles valeurs
Avant que nos mômes
Ne subissent nos erreurs
Si les femmes changeaient le monde...

Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent
Un peu d'chaleur humaine
De la douceur de vivre
Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent
De nos moments de haine
De toutes nos dérives

Ecoutez l'histoire
De celles qui donnent
La vie et l'espoir
Si les femmes changeaient le monde...
Elles ont du courage
Moins égoïstes et souvent plus sages
Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...

Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent
Un peu d'chaleur humaine
De la douceur de vivre
Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent
De nos moments de haine
De toutes nos dérives

La violence, c'est tellement banal
Et l'argent donne tout les droits
L'indifférence nous laisse les mains sales
Qui de nous a voulu cela
C'est pas vous
C'est pas moi
C'est pas moi

Révolution douce
C'est l'idéal féminin que j'épouse
Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...
Aux côtés d'Eve
Partir en cavale
Poursuivi par ce rêve

Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...
Si les femmes, changeaient le monde... 

Wonderful Christmastime
Composer(s): Paul McCartney
First release by: Paul McCartney - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists



The mood is right
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough

Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time

The party's on
The feeling's here
That only comes
This time of year

Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time

The choir of children sing their song
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding Ohhhh
Ohhhhhhh

Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time

The word is out
About the town
To lift a glass
Ahhh don't look down

Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time

The choir of children sing their song
They practiced all year long
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding dong

The party's on
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough

Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time

The mood is right
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough

Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time

Ohhhhhhhhh
Christmas time 

I Don't Think About Her No More (aka Poison Red Berries)
Composer(s): Mickey Newbury
Performer(s): Don Williams
and multiple other artists



I don’t think much about her no more
Seldom if ever does she cross my mind
Yesterday's gone, it’s better forgotten
Like the poison red berries to die, on the vine

This morning at dawn Lord I pulled into town
Had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine
Laughing at the good times they remembered
Then I remembered a time

Lord I can still see the bright lights back in Dallas
As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind
I didn’t suppose that I’d ever forget her
And you know it took such a long time

But I don’t think much about her no more
Seldom if ever does she cross my mind
Yesterday's gone, Lord it’s better forgotten
Like the poison red berries that cling, to the mind 

With Bells On
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
Performer(s): Dolly Parton & Kenny Rogers; Michelle Visage



I'll be home with bells on
I'll be home with bells on
Trim the trees and wrap the presents
turn the Christmas music on
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on

I've traveled around this country crossed the waters deep and wide
Made lots of friends and memories brought joy to others lives
It's Christmas time again another year has come and gone
And I can't keep from wonderin' how the old folks are at home

I'll be home with bells on
I'll be home with bells on
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on

When the snow is on the meadow and the sleigh bells jingle bright
And the kids are singing jingle bells around the Christmas lights
As daddy stokes the fire and mama puts the turkey on
There ain't nothing going to slow me down this Christmas I'll be home

I'll be home with bells on
I'll be home with bells on
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on 

Si Le Bon Dieu L'avait Voulu
Composer(s): Paul Fort; Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens



Si le Bon Dieu l'avait voulu - lanturette, lanturlu - 
j'aurais connu la Cléopâtre, et je t'aurais pas connue 
J'aurais connu la Cléopâtre, et je ne t'aurais pas connue 
Sans ton amour que j'idolâtre, las!
que fussé-je devenu?

Si le Bon Dieu l'avait voulu 
j'aurais connu la Messaline, Agnès, Odette et Mélusine, et je ne t'aurais pas connue 
J'aurais connu la Pompadour, Noémi, Sarah, Rebecca 
la Fille du Royal Tambour, et la Mogador et Clara

Mais le Bon Dieu n'a pas voulu que je connaisse leurs amours 
je t'ai connue, tu m'as connu - gloire à Dieu au plus haut des nues! - Las!
que fussé-je devenu sans toi la nuit, sans toi le jour? 
Je t'ai connue, tu m'as connu - gloire à Dieu au plus haut des nues!

Si Chiamava Gesù
Composer(s): Fabrizio de André 
Performer(s): Fabrizio de André



Venuto da molto lontano
a convertire bestie e gente
non si può dire non sia servito a niente
perché prese la terra per mano
vestito di sabbia e di bianco
alcuni lo dissero santo
per altri ebbe meno virtù
si faceva chiamare Gesù

Non intendo cantare la gloria
né invocare la grazia e il perdono
di chi penso non fu altri che un uomo
come Dio passato alla storia
ma inumano è pur sempre l'amore
di chi rantola senza rancore
perdonando con l'ultima voce
chi lo uccide fra le braccia di una croce

E per quelli che l'ebbero odiato
nel getzemani pianse l'addio
come per chi l'adorò come Dio
che gli disse sia sempre lodato
per chi gli portò in dono alla fine
una lacrima o una treccia di spine
accettando ad estremo saluto
la preghiera l'insulto e lo sputo

E morì come tutti si muore
come tutti cambiando colore
non si può dire non sia servito a molto
perché il male dalla terra non fu tolto
Ebbe forse un po' troppe virtù
ebbe un nome ed un volto: Gesù
Di Maria dicono fosse il figlio
sulla croce sbiancò come un giglio

I Miss A Lot Of Trains
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Tom T. Hall; Dick Curless



When the train pulls in the station you'll be waiting by the track
Your havin' trouble sleepin' nights you want me to come back
But that old train will roll on by, you'll know I never came
While I sleep good and miss a lot of trains

I sleep good and I miss a lot of trains
That one way track to no man's love I'll never ride again
I used to lie awake at night callin' out your name
Now I sleep good and miss a lot of trains

Your standin' in the station I can see you in my mind
You think that I'll forgive again but your so wrong this time
Your sleepless eyes and selfish heart are waitin' there in vain
While I sleep good and miss a lot of trains

I sleep good and I miss a lot of trains
That one way track to no man's love I'll never ride again
I used to lie awake at night callin' out your name
Now I sleep good and miss a lot of trains

Winter Wonderland
Composer(s): Richard B. Smith; Felix Bernard
First release by: Richard Himber & His Orch. - 1934
Covered by multiple other artists

Titles In Other Languages:
1978 - Et Vinterhvidt Vidunderland
2000 - Au Royaume Du Bonhomme Hiver



Sleigh bells ring, are you listening
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song as we go along
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say are you married
We'll so no man,
But you can do the job when you're in town
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland