La Regina Dell'ultimo Tango
Composer(s): Andre Amati - Paolo Amati
Performer(s): Gianni Morandi



Canto stasera
Canto e sei sola
Canto e ho nel cuore voglia di te
Canto e il rumore
Un po'se ne va
Da questa stravolta e sorda città

Settimo piano
Settimo cielo
Senza ascensore senza l'altare
Ti voglio qui
Ti voglio guardare
Voglio sentimi dentro di te

Canta che canto con te
Solo e soltanto con te

Amami come in quel mitico film
Io sono Brando e tu sei la regina dell'ultimo tango
Amami soli e più spinti che mai
Io sono il sole e tu ombra non puoi più scappare lo sai

Ballo che ballo con te
Solo e soltanto con te

Amami come in quel mitico film
Io sono Brando e tu sei la regina dell'ultimo tanto
Ammami soli e più spinti che mai
Io sono il sole e tu ombra non puoi più scappare lo sai

Baby's House
Composer(s): Nicky Hopkins - Steve Miller
Performer(s): Steve Miller Band



Inside her silver house, alone
She sings a song
Of water turned to sand
She waits, her time is her own
Inside her looking glass
Black is the color she sees
While waiting for the sun
She lives, so patiently
Young man travelling along
Passes by a window
Singing a song
Feel the wind blow
As my blood flows
Through the shadows
Of my soul, today
See the rainbows
As my love grows
My heart knows
What my mind won't say
The living is easy
I'm born to be free
The living is easy
There's no reason to explain
Sitting in her sitting room, patiently
She waits for a change, suddenly
Oh, the changes come
Hearing a song, her blood begins to flow
She no longer is alone
Lying in her sitting room, silently
He touches her hand, joyfully
And so love has begun
With joy in her heart
She receives his flowing soul
And love grows
And it grows
And it grows
Inside her purple house
Oh Lord, filled by her man
A child begins to grow
Oh Lord, who can understand

La Récréation 
((Adapted from: Love Is Like A Butterfly (by Dolly Parton) - 1974))
Composer(s): Dolly Parton - Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1976

Versions In Other Languages:
1977 - Glück Ist Wie Ein Schmetterling (by Nana Mouskouri)
1998 - Bloem En Bij (by Mieke)



C'est la récréation
Rangez les livres et les crayons
Sortez les billes et les ballons
C'est la récréation

Finis les règles et les plumiers
Plus de dernier ni de premier
On est selon sa valeur
Gendarme ou bien voleur

On n'est plus payé en bons points
Mais faut savoir jouer des poings
Quand un grand de neuf ans et demi
Devient notre ennemi

On ne doit plus marcher en rangs
On fait ce qu'on veut comme les parents
C'est un peu une répétition
C'est la récréation

C'est la récréation
Rangez les livres et les crayons
Sortez les billes et les ballons
C'est la récréation

Les filles tracent des marelles
En bas la terre, en haut le ciel
Déjà dur d'y arriver
En poussant un pavé

Déjà les filles à la vanille
Sont plus coquettes que gentilles
Déjà les gars en chocolat
Se gonflent un peu les bras

On fait ce que l'on a envie
On fait ce qu'on n'a pas appris
C'est le début des illusions
C'est la récréation

C'est la récréation
Rangez les livres et les crayons
Sortez les billes et les ballons
C'est la récréation

Et puis un jour, l'enfance qui
Semblait un jouet bien acquis
Crève comme un gros ballon
À la récréation

Crève comme un gros ballon
À la récréation

Baby's Gotten Good At Goodbye
Composer(s): Tony Martin - Troy Martin
Performer(s): George Strait



What a rotten day this turned out to be
I still can't believe she'd leave so easily
She just got all her things, threw `em into a pile
Then she loaded her car and said after a while
She'd done this before, but this time she didn't cry
That's why I'm sittin' on the front steps
Staring down the road, wond'rin' if she'll come back
This time I don't know
After she packed, when she looked back
There were no tears in her eyes
And that's got me worried thinking
Maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye
All the times before she'd break down and cry
She'd make her threats, but her heart wasn't set on goodbye
She just wanted me to hear what she had to say
Now I'm lost for words, since she went away
She may not return for this time she didn't cry
That's why I'm sittin' on the front steps
Staring down the road, wond'rin' if she'll come back
This time I don't know
After she packed, when she looked back
There were no tears in her eyes
And that's got me worried thinking
Maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye

Love Is Like A Butterfly
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
First release by: Dolly Parton - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1976 - La Récréation (by Nana Mouskouri)
1977 - Glück Ist Wie Ein Schmetterling (by Nana Mouskouri)
1998 - Bloem En Bij (by Mieke)



Love is like a butterfly 
As soft and gentle as a sigh 
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings 
Love makes your heart feel strange inside 
It flutters like soft wings in flight 
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing 
I feel it when you're with me 
It happens when you kiss me 
That rare and gentle feeling that I feel inside 
Your touch is soft and gentle 
Your kiss is warm and tender 
Whenever I am with you I think of butterflies 

Love is like a butterfly 
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings 
Love makes your heart feel strange inside 
It flutters like soft wings in flight 
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing 

Your laughter brings me sunshine 
Everyday is spring time 
And I am only happy when you are by my side 
How precious is this love we share 
How very precious, sweet and rare 
Together we belong like daffodils and butterflies 

Love is like a butterfly 
As soft and gentle as a sigh 
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings 
Love makes your heart feel strange inside 
It flutters like soft wings in flight 
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing 

Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing

Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On
Composer(s): Bob McDill
Performer(s): Mel McDaniel; Sammy Kershaw



Down on the corner, by the traffic light
Everbody's lookin' as she goes by
They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone...
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on

Up by the bus stop, and across the street
Open their windows, to take a peek
While she goes walkin', rockin' like a rollin' stone...
Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on

She can't help it if she's made that way
She's not to blame if they look her way
She ain't really tryin' to cause a scene
It just comes natur'lly....
(No the girl can't help it)

Well up on main street, by the taxi stand
There's a crowd of people, and a traffic jam
She don't look back, she ain't doin' nothin' wrong...
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on

She can't help it if she's made that way
She's not to blame if they look her way
She ain't really tryin' to cause a scene
It just comes natur'lly....
(No the girl can't help it)

Down on the corner, by the traffic light
Everbody's lookin' as she goes by
They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone...
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans onLet's get away, you say, find a better place
Miles and miles away from the city's race
Look around for someone lying in the sunshine
Marking time, hear the sighs, close your eyes...

Ba - da - pa do da da - ba - pa do da da...

Stepping from cloud to cloud passing years of light
Visit the frosty stars in the backward flight
Star becomes a vision, never mind the meaning
Hidden there, moving fast, it won't last...

Ba - da - pa do da da - ba - pa do da da...

Time passes all too soon, how it rushes by
Now a thousand moons are about to die
No time to reflect on what the time was spent on
Nothing left, far away, dreamers fade

Ba - da - pa do da da - ba - pa do da da...

Strange visions pass me by, winging sweetly close inside 
O-ver the wa-ter, ah....

Swirling, the waters rise up above my head
Gone are the curling mists how they all have fled
Look, the door is open, step into the space
Provided there

Da do da, da, do da...
Ba - da - pa do da da - ba - pa do da da ...

Bloem En Bij
((Adapted from: Love Is Like A Butterfly (by Dolly Parton) - 1974))
Composer(s): Dolly Parton - Mary Boduin
Performer(s): Mieke - 1998

Versions In Other Languages:
1976 - La Récréation (by Nana Mouskouri)
1977 - Glück Ist Wie Ein Schmetterling (by Nana Mouskouri)



Mijn liefde is zo licht
zo zacht en zoet ja, als een zucht
ik dompel haar in nectar fijn
zo moet liefde zijn

Want liefde hoeft niet zwaar te zijn
benauwend als een boemeltrein
laat haar vliegen als een bij
laat de liefde vrij

‘k ben bij je en ik voel het
zo zwevend licht, bedoel ik
zo zeldzaam zo te leven
wat angstig tegelijk

Als ik jou even aanraak
maak jij op mij geen aanspraak
ik mag mezelf dus blijven
dat maakt ons extra rijk

onze liefde is zo licht
ik dompel haar in nectarfijn
zo moet liefde zijn

Want liefde hoeft niet zwaar te zijn
benauwend als een boemeltrein
laat haar vliegen als een bij
laat je liefde vrij

Jij geeft mijn liefde leven
daardoor kan ik zweven
daardoor horen wij beiden
als bij en bloem bijeen
wat kostbaar hoe we samen zijn
‘t is als een eeuwenoud geheim
daarom horen wij beiden
als bij en bloem bijeen

Mijn liefde is zo licht
zo zacht en zoet ja, als een zucht
ik dompel haar in nectar fijn
zo moet liefde zijn

Want liefde hoeft niet zwaar te zijn
benauwend als een boemeltrein
laat haar vliegen al een bij
laat de liefde vrij
laat haar vliegen als een bij
ja, laat de liefde vrij

Baby's Got A Hold On Me
Composer(s): Bob Carpenter - Jeff Hanna - Josh Leo
Performer(s): The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band



Sittin' on the front porch, tryin' to keep still
Date is workin' fine, I got a $50 bill
Pretty blue eyes & it isn't hard to see
My baby's got a hold on me

Long blond hair down the middle of her back
She got the keys to her Daddy's Cadillac
Got every little thing that I'm ever gonna need
Baby's got a hold on me

Got a hold on
Got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Baby's got a hold on me

We got a full tank of gas, lookin' for a thrill
3-day weekend, a lot of time to kill
Put the top down but we're never gonna freeze
'Cause baby's got a hold on me

Got a hold on
Got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Baby's got a hold on me

Hold on!

There's a full moon shinin' on a Carolina night
5 o'clock girl 'cross the interstate line
Gotta catch her waitin' and that's how it's gonna be
'Cause baby's got a hold on me

Got a hold on
Got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Baby's got a hold on me

Got a hold on
Got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Baby's got a hold on me

Baby's got a hold on me
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on, baby's got a hold on me
Hold on, hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on, ooo hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on, hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on ... 

La Recette De L'amour Fou
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
and multiple other artists



Dans un boudoir introduisez un cœur bien tendre
Sur canapé laissez s'asseoir et se détendre
Versez une larme de porto
Et puis mettez-vous au piano
Jouez Chopin
Avec dédain
Égrenez vos accords
Et s'il s'endort
Alors là, jetez-le dehors

Le second soir faites revenir ce cœur bien tendre
Faites mijoter trois bons quarts d'heure à vous attendre
Et s'il n'est pas encore parti
Soyez-en sûr c'est qu'il est cuit
Sans vous trahir
Laissez frémir
Faites attendre encore
Et s'il s'endort
Alors là, jetez-le dehors

Le lendemain il ne tient qu'à vous d'être tendre
Tamisez toutes les lumières et sans attendre
Jouez la farce du grand amour
Dites "jamais" dites "toujours"
Et consommez
Sur canapé
Mais après les transports
Ah ! s'il s'endort
Alors là, foutez-le dehors

Baby's Callin' Me Home
Composer(s): Boz Scaggs
Performer(s): Steve Miller Band
and multiple other artists



Baby's callin' me home
She keeps on callin' me home
Hate to see her cryin'
My baby knows I'm dyin'
But she keeps on callin' me home

Baby knows I've been wrong
But she keeps on callin' me home
Hate to see her cryin'
My baby knows I'm dyin'
When she keeps on callin' me home

Baby's callin' me home
She keeps on callin' me home
Hate to see her cryin'
My baby knows I'm dyin'
When she keeps on callin' me home
My baby's callin' me home
Mmmmm
My baby's callin' me home

La Raccolta
Composer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Performer(s): Angelo Branduardi



Calde notti l'estate con sè
ci ha portato già
rossi fuochi hanno acceso
su ogni campo per ballare...
Della raccolta è il dolce tempo
da domani il grano cadrà
e curiosa anche tu
ti chiedi chi ti coglierà...
Son tornati sui campi
in lunghe file per ballare
fino all'alba hai spiato
i loro fuochi da lontano...
Della raccolta è il dolce tempo
la calda estate finita è già...
e curiosa anche tu
aspetti chi ti coglierà...
Sei la spiga più bella
che hanno scordato di tagliare
sei la mela più alta
che nessuno mai raggiungerà...
Passato è il tempo della raccolta
la calda estate finita è già
e curiosa ancora tu
ti chiedi chi ti coglierà...

Babylon The Bandit
Composer(s): David Hinds
Performer(s): Steel Pulse



Feel like
I feel like a gunslinger
Just a wait just a wait just a wait
Waiting to pull trigger
I’m so eager
With my itchy finger
Just can’t wait a just can’t wait
I can’t wait to chase
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a de pit now
Coming from a den of scavengers
Out they come to steal
To rape the Earth of its beauty
The truth must be revealed
Bring forth Liberation Posse
The chase must now begin
Fire to all downpressors
Death is the wages of sin
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him way in a de pit now
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a de pit now
Coming from a den of scavengers
Out they come to steal
To rape the Earth of its beauty
The truth must be revealed
Bring forth Liberation Posse
The chase must now begin
Fire to all downpressors
Death is the wages of sin
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a de pit now
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a
De bottomless pit, yeh
Their words were smoother than butter
War was in their hearts
Their words were like the softest oil
They made a lie sound real
Watch out
Whip it!
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a de pit now
Babylon time has caught up on you
Babylon Rasta prophecy true

La Quiero A Morir
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Raphael 
and multiple other artists



Yo que hasta ayer sólo fui un holgazán
Y hoy soy guardián de sus sueños de amor
La quiero a morir
Podéis destruir todo aquello que veis
Porque ella de un soplo lo vuelve a crear
Como si nada, como si nada
La quiero a morir
Ella borra las horas en cada reloj
Y me enseña a pintar transparente el dolor
Con su sonrisa
Y levanta una torre desde el cielo hasta aquí
Me cose unas alas y me ayuda a subir
A toda prisa, a toda prisa
La quiero a morir
Conoce bien cada guerra
Cada herida, cada ser
Conoce bien cada guerra
De la vida y del amor también
Me dibuja un paisaje, me lo hace vivir
En un bosque de lápiz se apodera de mí
La quiero a morir
Y me atrapa en un lazo que no aprieta jamás
Como un hilo de seda que no puedo soltar
Que no quiero soltar, no quiero soltar
La quiero a morir
Cuando trepo a sus ojos me enfrento al mar
Dos espejos de agua encerrada en cristal
La quiero a morir
Sólo puedo sentarme, sólo puedo charlar
Sólo puedo enredarme, sólo puedo aceptar
Ser sólo suyo, tan sólo suyo
Es que la quiero a morir

Babylon Sisters
Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
First release by: Steely Dan - 1980
Covered by multiple other artists



Drive west on Sunset
To the sea
Turn that jungle music down
Just until we're out of town
This is no one night stand
It's a real occasion
Close your eyes and you'll be there
It's everything they say
The end of a perfect day
Distant lights from across the bay

Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one

Here come those Santa Ana winds again

We'll jog with show folk on the sand
Drink kirschwasser from a shell
San Francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now
That it's just a spasm
Like a Sunday in T.J.
That it's cheap but it's not free
That I'm not what I used to be
And that love's not a game for three

Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one

My friends say no don't go
For that cotton candy
Son you're playing with fire
The kid will live and learn
As he watches his bridges burn
From the point of no return

Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one

La Quiero
Composer(s): Emilio del Guercio
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto



La quiero porque es como el sol
que sale de noche y de dia
la quiero porque es compañia de mi
en las noches de luna vacia
La quiero porque es para hoy
me quiere empezando de ahora
yo quiero su aurora de grito y sudor
que me cambia segundos por horas

La quiero porque es como mia y tal vez
nunca sepa del todo si es mía
La quiero porque es la canción
que canta a travéz de mi canto
la quiero por tanto deleite de amor
en las noches de sed y de llanto
La quiero porque ella es así
la quiero porque es imposible
yo quiero su mundo sensible y audaz
que atrapó con sus sueños mi vida
La quiero porque es como mia y tal vez
nunca sepa del todo si es mía

Babylon
Composer(s): David Johansen - Johnny Thunders
Performer(s): The New York Dolls



C'mon boys 
When I woke up this mornin' 
Boys I was gone 
My girlfriend asked me 
Where do I come from 
Put my face up in the mirror 
Just to clock my wheres 
First thing I know I gotta get outta here

(On back to) Babylon 
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon 
(So I can't stay) Babylon 
(Cus it's too much fun) Babylon

I gotta run, I can't look back 
I gotta get back, I get down to Babylon 
(I'm goin' to Babylon) 

I was drivin' out tonite 
And boys I was gone 
The coppers asked me 
Where do I come from 
One looks at my cards 
One checks my ID 
With this junk on my face 
It's easy to see 

(I'm from) Babylon 
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon 
(I can't stay) Babylon 
(Havin' too much fun) Babylon 

I gotta run, I can't look back 
I gotta get back, I get down 
I gotta get around to Babylon 

Let's go to Babylon boys 
Two girls for every boy 

Well a Babylon girl ain't got no past 
The Babylon girl gots to talk so fast 
The Babylon men gonna be a boy 
With the Babylon girl out lookin' for a joy 
(In) Babylon 
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon 
(Beggin' I can't stay) Babylon 
(Havin' too much fun) Babylon 

I gotta run, I can't look back 
I gotta get back, I get down 
I won't be safe, child nobody's safe till they're in Babylon 
(I'm goin' to Babylon) 

She's been massagin' all day but she's thinkin' 'bout you daddy 
Thinkin' bout you daddy til they all go away 
And when she up there dancin she's just tryin' make a buck 
Tryin' make some money gonna give you all a look 

(I'm from) Babylon 
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon 
(I can't stay) Babylon 
(Havin' too much fun) Babylon 
(I'm from) Babylon 
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon 
(I can't stay) Babylon 
(Havin' too too too much fun) Babylon 

I gotta run, I can't look back 
I gotta get back, I get down 
I won't be safe, I won't be free, till I hit Babylon 
(I'm goin' to Babylon)

La Question
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy - Tuca
First release by: Françoise Hardy - 1971



Je ne sais pas qui tu peux être
je ne sais pas qui tu espères
je cherche toujours à te connaître
et ton silence trouble mon silence
je ne sais pas d'où vient le mensonge
est-ce de ta voix qui se tait
les mondes où malgré moi je plonge
sont comme un tunnel qui m'effraie
de ta distance à la mienne
on se perd bien trop souvent
et chercher à te comprendre
c'est courir après le vent
je ne sais pas pourquoi je reste
dans une mer où je me noie
je ne sais pas pourquoi je reste
dans un air qui m'étouffera
tu es le sang de ma blessure
tu es le feu de ma brûlure
tu es ma question sans réponse
mon cri muet et mon silence

Life Stinks
Composer(s): Peter Laughner
Performer(s): Peter Laughner
and multiple other artists



Life stinks
I'm seeing pink
I can't wink
I can't blink
I like the Kinks
I need a drink
I can't think
I like the Kinks
Life stinks

La Quatrième Chose
Composer(s): J.M. Rivat - F. Thomas - R. Vincent
Performer(s): France Gall



Quand tu reviendras à la maison
Rapporte-moi ces quatre choses
Un simple bouquet de fleurs des champs
Un kilo de pêches, trois paquets de cigarettes
Et puis n'oublie pas que je t'attend
Et que c'est toi la quatrième chose
Toi seul dans ma vie est important
Tu sais quand on aime un retour c'est une fête
Poser ta tête sur mon cou
Me dire que la nuit est à nous

Quand tu reviendras à la maison
N'oublie jamais ces quatre choses
Ta main que tu mets dans mes cheveux
Et puis ton sourire
Et puis tes bras qui m'attirent
Et n'oublie jamais que c'est l'amour
Que c'est l'amour la quatrième chose
Toi seul dans ma vie est important
Tu sais quand on aime un retour c'est une fête
Poser ta tête sur mon cou
Me dire que la nuit est à nous
Poser ta tête sur mon cou
Me dire que la nuit est à nous

Baby You've Been On My Mind
((Adapted from: Mama, You Been On My Mind (by Bob Dylan) - 1964))
((Swedish Version: Jag Har Tänkt På Dej (by Mikael Wiehe) - 2004))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Linda Ronstadt - 1969



It might be the color of the sun cut flat
And covering the crossroads I'm standing at
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that
'Cause baby you've been on my mind
I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down
Don't get upset, I am not pleading
Or saying I can't forget you
Well it don't even matter who you awaken with tomorrow
'Cause baby you've been on my mind
When you wake up in the morning baby look inside your mirror
Oh you know I won't be next to you
You know I won't be near
I'll just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
As someone who has had you on her mind
It might be the color of the sun cut flat
And covering the crossroads I'm standing at
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that
'Cause baby you've been on my mind
Baby you've been on my mind
Baby you've been on my mind