La Autoradio Canta
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé



Domingo, a por el mar cumpliendo una promesa
Tu siéntate cerquita y ya veremos qué pasa
la autoradio canta, no te separes
la autoradio canta, no te separes

Si acaso tienes sed aquí traigo de todo
ahora que voy bien ¿Qué tal si hablamos un poco?
la autoradio canta, no te separes
la autoradio canta, no te separes

Parecen diez minutos pero hace horas
que estamos en camino y no se ve la costa
la autoradio canta, no te separes
la autoradio canta, no te separes que ...

Esta canción tal asi como es
va dedicada a ti ¿No ves?
y a esa sonrisa que me parte en dos el corazón
Hey! es toda esntera para ti
casi tan tierna como tú
que nunca cuentas tus problemas por no molestar
y sé que los hay...
y sé cuantos hay...

Atrás quedan los ruidos con sus ciudades
me gusta que tus ojos no quieran mirarme
la autoradio canta, no te separes
la autoradio canta, no te separes

Y mientras tú me cuentas cómo va tu vida
que tu padre no te entiende y que estás muy dolida
la autoradio canta, y me distrae
la autoradio canta, y se hace muy tarde ...

Esta canción tal asi como es
Va dedicada a ti ¿No ves?
y a esa sonrisa que me parte en dos el corazón
Hey! es toda esntera para ti
casi tan tierna como tú
que nunca cuentas tus problemas por no molestar
y sé que los hay...
y sé cuantos hay...

Y el dia se nos va y el mar aún no se ha visto
el año que viene saldremos más pronto, verás...

Esta canción tal asi como es
Va dedicada a ti ¿No ves?
que nunca cuentas tus problemas por no molestar
y sé que los hay...
y sé cuantos hay...

Don't Rob Another Man's Castle
Composer(s): Jenny Carson
First recording/First release by: Eddy Arnold, The Tennesee Plowboy and his Guitar - 1948/1949
Covered by multiple other artists



Don't rob another man's castle
For he's like a king on a throne 

It may be a shack, down along side the tracks
But everything in it's his own

Don't think of taking his loved one
For it's written, "Thou Shalt Not Steal"

Don't rob another man's castle
For someone just stole it from me 

La Americana
Composer(s): M. Grilli - Miguel Bosé
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé



Nano nano ésta es La Americana
Nano nano ésta es latina hey!
Nano Nano ésta La Americana 

Nano Nano ésta La Americana 
Nano Nano mira que boca hey!
Nano nano ésta es de lengua hermana
Nano nano hey!
Te come en español ...

Nano nano ésta es canela en rama 
Nano nano es cosa buena hey!
Nano nano ésta es manzana sana 
Nano nano hey!
Se come ...

Mira hermano que ésta me pierde
Poco a poco me ata el corazón
Nano nano quieto y hasta mañana 
Nano nano esto es America 

La Americana 
Tiene una pasíon que no duerme 
Y quiere hacer el amor 
Después de hacer el amor ...Amen

La Americana 
Dice lo que siente y me enciende 
Me vuelve loco el calor 
De ésta morena en calor ...Amen
Y besa en español...

Nano Nano ésta La Americana 
Nano Nano mira que tetasa hey!
Nano nano ésta es de pura lana
Nano nano hey!
Se come al español ...

Don't Rain On My Parade
Composer(s): Jule Styne - Bob Merrill
First release by: Barbra Streisand - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade

Don't tell me not to leave
Just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade

I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it

But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
A Cinderella or a shine apple of an eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy
Juicy and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir

Get ready for me love
'Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade

Yes, sir
No, sir
I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want, I know how
All that the law will allow
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
Though I'm alone I'm a gang
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gun shot and bam

Hey, world, here I am...
Get ready for me life, 'cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody, is gonna rain on my parade! 

La Alegría
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



No queda nada que pueda querer
no queda nada que pueda desear
He conbinado la sal con la miel
he conseguido más de lo normal

Ni una alegría yo voy a buscar
mi alegría es de humo y fragor
No está ni arriba ni abajo ni atrás
Quizás delante tras otro sudor

Mi sonrisa no está en la yerba ni en el viento
mi sonrisa no está en la luna ni en el mar
mi sonrisa no está en un cuerpo de mujer
mi sonrisa no está en el día
(ni siquiera está en la alegría)

Mi alegía está dentro de mí
mi alegría sale sin querer
mi alegría es lo que hay que decir
mi alegría es lo que hay que saber

Mi sonrisa no está en la yerba ni en el viento
mi sonrisa no está en la luna ni en el mar
mi sonrisa no está en un cuerpo de mujer
mi sonrisa no está en el día
(ni siquiera está en la alegría)

No queda nada en la tierra y el mar
que no haya hecho a mi cuerpo feliz
No queda nada que pueda buscar
y sin embargo no empiezo a vivir

Don't Put Your Daughter On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington
Composer(s): Noel Coward
Performer(s): Noel Coward; Vic Reeves



Some years ago when I was returning from the Far East
on a very large ship
I was pursued around the decks every day by a very large lady 
She showed me some photographs of her daughter – a repellant-looking girl 
and seemed convinced that she was destined for a great stage career  
Finally, in sheer self-preservation, I locked myself in my cabin and wrote this song
“Don’t Put Your Daughter On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington”)

Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
The profession is overcrowded
The struggle’s pretty tough
And admitting the fact she’s burning to act
That isn’t quite enough
She’s a nice girl and though her teeth are fairly good
She’s not the type I ever would be eager to engage
I repeat, Mrs. Worthington, sweet Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage

Regarding yours, dear Mrs. Worthington
Of Wednesday, the 23rd
Although your baby may be keen on a stage career
How can I make it clear that this is not a good idea
For her to hope and appear, Mrs. Worthington
Is on the face of it absurd
Her personality is not in reality quite big enough, inviting enough
For this particular sphere

Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
She’s a bit of an ugly duckling, you must honestly confess
And the width of her seat would surely defeat
Her chances of her success
It’s - it’s a loud voice, and though it’s not exactly flat
She’ll need a little more than that to earn a living wage
On my knees, Mrs. Worthington, please Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage 

Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
Though they said at the school of acting
She was lovely as Peer Gynt
I’m afraid, on the whole, an ingenue role might emphasize her squint
She has nice hands, to give the wretched girl her due
But don’t you think her bust is too developed for her age
No more buts, Mrs. Worthington, nuts! Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage 

La "The Nana"
Composer(s): Léo Ferré
Performer(s): Léo Ferré



La "the nana"
C'est dans la voix et dans le geste
La "the nana"
C'est "tha nana" avec un zeste
La "the nana"
Quant à la jupe à ras l'bonbon
La "the nana"
C'est pas compliqué mais c'est bon
La "the nana"
Que ça vous mate ou qu'ça vous touche
La "the nana"
C'est l'eau courante au fond d'la bouche
La "the nana"
Et quand ça vous r'file un' galoche
La "the nana"
Tu joues complet dans ton cinoche
La "the nana"
C'est dans la taille et dans le faste
La "the nana"
C'est "the nana" et puis c'est baste
La "the nana"
Quant à chômer devant son cul
La "the nana"
Les chômeurs ça court pas les rues
La "the nana"
Que ça se traine ou qu'ça s'trimballe
La "the nana"
Au septième ciel tu fais tes malles
La "the nana"
Et tu lui red'mand's un ticket
La "the nana"
Pour t'emballer au bout du quai
La "the nana"
C'est du jasmin sous un' guenille
La "the nana"
Du cousu main en espadrilles
La "the nana"
C'est un' prison dans sa bastille
La "the nana"
C'est du vison en haut des quilles
La "the nana"
Quand ça t'emballe au bout d'la rue
La "the nana"
Ça t'fait marron et ça t'lâche plus
La "the nana"
Quand ça vient lire au fond du paje
La "the nana"
T'as même plus l'temps d'tourner les pages
La "the nana"
C'est des baisers, c'est des caresses
La "the nana"
A t'défoncer le tiroir-caisse
La "the nana"
C'est d'la panthère qu'on t'sert en tasse
La "the nana"
Faut laisser faire et puis ça passe
La "the nana"
C'est comme un ange qu'aurait pas d'ailes
La "the nana"
C'est un jouet au bout d'une ficelle
La "the nana"
C'est un chagrin qui va tout nu
La "the nana"
C'est un cri perdu dans la rue
La "the nana"
C'est dans la voix et dans le geste
La "the nana"
C'est "the nana" avec un zeste
La "the nana"
Quant à la jupe à ras l'bonbon
La "the nana"
C'est pas qu'c'est gagné... mais c'est bon...

Don't Put Me On
Composer(s): Cyril Jordan - Chris Wilson
First release by: The Flamin' Groovies - 1978



Don't tell lies
You can't keep goin' on
This way
Realize
It's no good puttin' on
Your friends
You think you're smart
But you just contradict
All that you say
Don't put me on
It puts me off
You've had your fun
I've had enough
From the start
I knew you'd miss the point
I've had enough
So I'll just smoke a joint
Don't put me on
It puts me off
You've had your fun
I've had enough
One chance I'm told
And that is all
Poltroons
Like you I've known
Vacant and cold
God save your soul 

Azzurro
((Adapted from: Azzurro (by Adriano Celentano) - 1968))
((Danish Version: Vi Danser (by Gitte Hænning - 1968))
Composer(s): Paolo Conte - Michele Virano - Vito Pallavicini - Armath
Performer(s): Willy Sommers - 1995



Samen met jou over Gods wegen
Vermoeid, verslagen en op de vlucht
Voor al die kille, koude regen
Het weer van 't noorden, terecht berucht
Maar nog een heel klein beetje rijden
Naar stralend zonlicht en blauwe lucht

Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
Azzurro, zo blauw
Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
Azzurro, voor jou
't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
De bergen, de blauwe zee
Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee

Hier schijnt een zon om van te dromen
'k Vergeet m'n zorgen, de grote sleur
Zelfs lange files vlak voor Rome
Krijgen geen vat op mijn goed humeur
Hier zendt de zon z'n warmste stralen
En heeft de hemel de mooiste kleur

Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
Azzurro, zo blauw
Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
Azzurro, voor jou
't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
De bergen, de blauwe zee
Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee

Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
Azzurro, zo blauw
Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
Azzurro, voor jou
't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
De bergen, de blauwe zee
Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee

Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake
Composer(s): Kate Bush
Performer(s): Kate Bush



Emma's come down
She's stopped the light
Shining out of her eyes

Emma's been run out on
She's breaking down
In so many places
Stuck in low gear
Because of her fears

Of the skidding wheels
(The skid of her wheels she feels)
Skidding wheels
(The skid of her wheels she feels)
Spinning wheels
(Wheel-skidding feeling)

Her heart is there
But they've greased the road
Her heart is out there
But she's no control

Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow
You know what it's like, and you know you want to go
Don't drive too slowly
Don't put your blues where your shoes should be
Don't put your foot on the heartbrake

(She's losing, she's losing, she's losing, she's losing...)

She's losing that inner flame
It was burning bright
But she's losing the light fast

She's only herself to blame
Well, take care of yourself
And remember Georgie
But she's so O.D.'d on weeping
She can hardly see

That she's dropping beads
(Red, red glass is bleeding)
Dropping beads
(Red, red glass is bleeding)
Dropping beads
(Red, red on the parquet)

Her heart is there
But they've greased the road
Her heart is out there
But she's no control

Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow
You know what it's like, and you know you want to go
Don't drive too slowly
Don't put your blues where your shoes should be
Don't put your foot on the heartbrake 

Azzurro
Composer(s): Paolo Conte - Michele Virano - Vito Pallavicini
First release by: Adriano Celentano - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1968 - Vi Danser (by Gitte Hænning)
1995 - Azzurro (by Willy Sommers)



Cerco l'estate tutto l'anno e all'improvviso eccola qua
Lei è partita per le spiagge e sono solo quaggiù in città
sento volare sopra i tetti un aeroplano che se ne và

Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo, per me
mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
e allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo vengo da te
Ma il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario và

Cerco un po' d'Africa in giardino, tra l'oleandro e il baobab
come facevo da bambino, ma qui c'è gente, non si può più
stanno innaffiando le tue rose, non c'è il leone, chissà dov'è

Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo, per me
mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
e allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo vengo da te
Ma il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario và

Sembra quand'ero all'oratorio, con tanto sole, tanti anni fa
Quelle domeniche da solo in un cortile, a passeggiar
ora mi annoio più di allora, neanche un prete per chiacchierar

Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo, per me
mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
e allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo vengo da te
Ma il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario và

Don't Pull Your Love (Out)
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert - Brian Potter
Performer(s): Hamilton, Joe Frank & Reynolds



Don't pull your love out on me baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears

You say you're gonna leave
Gonna take that big white bird
Gonna fly right out of here
Without a single word
Don't you know you'll break my heart
When I watch you close that door
'Cause I never see you anymore

Don't pull your love out on me baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears

Haven't I been good to you
What about that brand new ring
Doesn't that mean love to you
Doesn't that mean anything
If I threw away my pride
And I got down on my knees
Would I have to beg you, "pretty please"

Don't pull your love out on me baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears

There's so much I wanna do
I've got love enough for two
But I'll never use it girl if I don't have you

Don't pull your love out on me baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears 

Azure-Te
Composer(s): Bill Davis - Don Wolf - Jack Wolf - Mack Davis
Performer(s): Nat King Cole & George Shearing
and multiple other artists



Gone and got the blues in Paris
Paris blues called Azure-te
How can I be blue in Paris?
Easy, 'cause you're far away
Can't lose this blues
This Azure-te

Moments, springtime, Eiffel Tower
Funny taxes, kids at play
Paris without you is lonesome
Yearning more and more each day
Can't lose this blues
This Azure-te'

If you knew how much I need you
You'd come back to me to stay
Having you with me in Paris
Really is the only way
To lose this blues
This Azure-te

Can't lose this blues
This Azure-te

Duw Een Beetje
((English Version: I'll Never Get Enough (Buchanan Brothers))
Composer(s): Terry Cashman - Gene Pistilli - Nelly Byl - T.P. West
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey



Duw een beetje er kan nog eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan nog eentje bij 

Ik had op een avond
Al m'n vrienden uitgenodigd
Voor een reuze party
Op m'n kleine flat
En gewoon gedacht 

Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij 

't Begon maar om half negen
Maar rond een uur of zeven
Toen ik met mijn voorraad 
Uit de supermarkt kwam
Klonk het in mijn hart 

Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij 

Hoe geraakte ik mijn kamer binnen
Er stond een zee van volk
Te duwen en te wringen
En iedereen maar zingen 

Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij 

Duw een beetje er kan nog eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan nog eentje bij 

Ze zaten op de trappen 
In de handen te klappen
Ze dansten op de tafels
En op eender wat
Zelfs tot in m'n bad 

Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij 

Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog 
Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij 

Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij

Don't Play That Song
Composer(s): Ahmet Ertegun - Betty Nelson
First release by: Ben E. King - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Pas Cette Chanson (Johnny Hallyday)
1962 - Tu Vedrai (Ricky Gianco)



Don't play it no more 
Don't play it no more
Don't play it no more
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Don't play that song for me
It brings back memories
Of days that I once knew
The days I spent with you

Oh no, don't let it play
It fills my heart with pain 
Please stop it right away
I remember just-a what it said 

It said (Darling, I love you) 
You know that you lied (Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied (Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied (whoa), you lied (whoa) 

Don't play it no more
Don't play it no more
Don't play it no more
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

I remember on our first date
You kissed me and you walked away
You were only seventeen
I never thought you'd act so mean 

You said (Darling, I love you)
But, baby, you lied (Darling, I love you) 
Yes, baby, you lied (Darling, I love you) 
Mmm, you know you lied (whoa), oh 
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

(Darling, I love you) 
You know that you lied, darling
(Darling, I love you) 
You know that you lied
(Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied (whoa), you lied (whoa) 

Go on and hurt me, baby 
Do what you will

But baby you told me you loved me
You told me you cared you said, 
I'll go with you darling almost anywhere
But darling, you know that you lied, lied, lied, lied, lied 

Azure
Composer(s): Duke Ellington - Irving Mills
First release by: Duke Ellington & his Famous Orch. - 1937
Covered by multiple other artists



Drifting, dreaming
In an azure mood
Stardust gleaming
Through my solitude

Here in my seclusion
You're a blue illusion
While I'm in this azure interlude
I'm not wanted
I'm so all alone

Always haunted
By the dreams I own
But though I'm tormented
I must be contented

Drifting, dreaming
In an azure mood

Drifting, dreaming
In an azure mood

Drifting, dreaming
In an azure mood

Don't Pity Me
Composer(s): Lou Stallman - Sid Jacobson
Performer(s): Dion & The Belmonts; Marty Wilde



(Pity... pity... pity... ahh... ahh... ooh...)

Pity my arms for losing you
Pity my dreams that won't come true
But don't (don't), don't pity me

Pity my heart that's gonna break (dow, dow, dow)
Pity my kiss that you won't take
But don't (don't), don't pity me

Pity from others I have plenty of
But darlin', from you I want love

Pity the love I'll throw away (dow, dow, dow)
Till you return to me some day
But don't (don't), don't pity me

Pity from others I have plenty of
But darlin', from you I want love

Pity the love I'll throw away (dow, dow, dow)
Till you return to me some day
But don't (don't), don't pity me

(Don't, don't) pity me

(Don't, don't) don't pity me 

Azul De Louïe
Composer(s): Miguel Bosé - Ross Cullum - Sandy McLelland
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé



Pena Louïe
paso pena de Louïe
rimo en algebra poesía barata
cuando es pa decir
"Quiereme... siento no poder más"

Sabes Louïe
Te echo de menos Louïe
Un vacío aquí, otro allí... palabras
paseos sin ti...
pasará... aunque quede aún tanto aquí

Busco y no sabré medir
lo profuno del daño

Que amanezca de una vez
que me traigan otro cielo
que azul no es azul
si no esta Louïe
y si vuelve a amanecer
no habrá nunca mas un cielo
de azul tan azul
azul de Louïe

No podrás nunca imaginar
que profundo es el daño
lo importante que es

presiento que aun hay mas...

Y si vuelve a amanecer
no será en el mismo cielo
de azul sobre azul
azul de Louïe
y por mucho ...

Don't Pay The Ferryman
Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
Performer(s): Chris de Burgh
and multiple other artists



It was late at night on the open road
speeding like a man on the run
A lifetime spent preparing for the journey
He is closer now and the search is on
reading from a map in the mind
Yes there's that ragged hill
and there's a boat on the river

And when the rain came down
he heard a wild dog howl
There were voices in the night
(Don't do it!)
Voices out of sight
(Don't do it!)
Too many men have failed before
whatever you do

Don't pay the ferryman!
Don't even fix a price!
Don't pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side

In the rolling mist, then he gets on board
now there'll be no turning back
Beware that hooded old man at the rudder
And then the lightning flashed and the thunder roared
and people calling out his name
And dancing bones that jabbered-and-a-moaned
on the water

And then the ferryman said "There is trouble ahead
So you must pay me now"
(Don't do it!)
"You must pay me now"
(Don't do it!)
And still that voice came from beyond
whatever you do

Don't pay the ferryman!
Don't even fix a price!
Don't pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side 

Ayúdame Dios Mío
Composer(s): Mario De Jesús				
Performer(s): Lucho Bowen
and multiple other artists



Ayúdame Dios mío

Ayúdame Dios mío
ayúdame a olvidarla
arráncame del alma
esta pasión tan loca

Ayúdame Dios mío
no quiero recordarla
prohíbele a mi boca
que la vielva a nombrar

Si escribiste el destino de los dos
por diferentes rutas
no me dejes pecar al querer alcanzar
lo que no puede ser

Ayúdame Dios mío
ayúdame a olvidarla
tronchando este cariño
que no puedo evitar

Si escribiste el destino de los dos
por diferentes rutas
no me dejes pecar al querer alcanzar
lo que no puede ser

Ayúdame Dios mío
ayúdame a olvidarla
tronchando este cariño
que no puedo evitar