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  • 28-07-1983
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    Invisible Tears
    Composer(s): Sue Miller; Ned Miller
    Performer(s): Ray Conniff
    and multiple other artists



    Invisible tears in my eyes
    Incredible pain in my heart
    Indestructable memories
    Are passing in review
    Impossible though things may get
    Improbable I will forget
    Indelible memories
    Of sweet loveable you (ou-ou)

    You're back agai-ain (ooh-ooh-ooh)
    So I'll let you in (ooh-ooh-ooh)
    Although I'm only stealing
    Pictures from the past
    Those arms are not real (ooh-ooh-ooh)
    But somehow I feel (ooh-ooh-ooh)
    If I'd just close my eyes
    Then maybe it will last

    Invisible tears in my eyes
    Incredible pain in my heart
    Indestructable memories
    Are passing in review
    Impossible though things may get
    Improbable I will forget
    Indelible memories
    Of sweet loveable you
    Indelible memories



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York Mining Disaster 1941
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    New York Mining Disaster 1941
    Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Maurice Gibb; Robin Gibb
    Performer(s): The Bee Gees;




    In the event of something happening to me
    there is something I would like you all to see
    It's just a photograph of someone that I knew

    Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
    Do you know what it's like on the outside?
    Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones

    I keep straining my ears to hear a sound
    Maybe someone is digging underground
    or have they given up and all gone home to bed
    thinking those who once existed must be dead

    Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
    Do you know what it's like on the outside?
    Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones

    In the event of something happening to me
    there is something I would like you all to see
    It's just a photograph of someone that I knew

    Hvae you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
    Do you know what it's like on the outside?
    Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones




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    27-07-1983
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    Invisible
    (A John y Paul)
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Si yo tuviera
    el aro de Giges
    y le pidiera
    desaparecer
    sólo lo haría
    para camuflarme
    de algunos espías
    que no quiero ver
    Nunca sería
    para sorprenderte
    bebiendo de otras ambrosías
    me excita más la alevosía
    brutal de no verte
    cuándo no eres mía...
    Ay, si pudiera ser
    si pudiera ser...
    invisible
    invisible amor
    Si me tomara
    la mezcla de Griffin
    y me esfumara
    para no volver
    sólo lo haría
    para liberarme
    de mi biografía
    sin dejar de ser
    E intentaría
    que mi transparencia
    fundiese
    con su anatomía
    y ya entrados en herejías
    tu concupiscencia
    me reencarnaría...
    Ay, si pudiera ser...
    Si fuera el gato
    burlón de Cheshire
    haría un trato
    con mi creador
    no sonreiría
    jamás si consigue
    que Alicia sonría
    entre tanto horror
    Entregaría
    al rey mi cabeza
    incluso mi cuerpo invisible
    si a cambio no fuera posible
    jamás tu tristeza
    tu melancolía
    Ay, si pudiera ser...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York Juillet
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    New York Juillet
    Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
    Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



    New York Juillet, chaleur épaisse
    Sueur, poussière et paresse
    Odeur de brûlé et de graisse
    Couleur, néon fluor
    Trois heures AM, deux blocs à l'est
    Sax ténor, sur une fenêtre
    Le son est noir et bleu comme la nuit
    Musique en rouge et or
    New York Juillet dans tes narines
    Silence glacé? Cocaïne
    Chambre inconnue, miroirs, caresses
    Odeurs, poppers and sex

    New York Juillet, mes mains qui glissent
    Tequila fraîche, sur tes cuisses
    Trois mots tapés sur la machine
    Tee-shirt trempé gazoline
    Adolescentes, en roller skates
    Funky music, à fond la caisse
    Training moulant, longues chaussettes
    Ambiance dorée, paillettes
    Paupières bleues des filles pâles
    CB GB dans un râle
    Harley surchauffée, shadows
    Blousons de cuir poussière

    New York Juillet, brûlés d'Afrique
    Jusqu'à la 125e street
    Range ses bijoux et puis s'endort
    Cinq heures tout près du port
    Un taxi jaune, la fumée bleue
    Sax ténor, bien vitreux

    La Liberté saigne en vitrine
    Statue, couronne d'épines

    La Liberté saigne en vitrine
    Statue, couronne d'épines

    New York Juillet...
    New York Juillet...




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    26-07-1983
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    Invincible
    Composer(s): Holly Knight; Simon Climie
    Performer(s): Pat Benatar



    This bloody road remains a mystery
    This sudden darkness fills the air
    What are we waiting for?
    Won't anybody help us?
    What are we waiting for?

    We can't afford to be innocent
    Stand up and face the enemy
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible

    This shattered dream you cannot justify
    We're gonna scream until we're satisified
    What are we running for?
    We've got the right to be angry
    What are we running for?
    When there's no where we can run to anymore

    We can't afford to be innocent
    Stand up and face the enemy
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible
    And with the power of conviction
    There is no sacrifice
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible

    Won't anybody help us?
    What are we running for?
    When there's no where, no where we can run to anymore

    We can't afford to be innocent
    Stand up and face the enemy
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible
    And with the power of conviction
    There is no sacrifice
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York Groove
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    New York Groove
    Composer(s): Russ Ballard
    Performer(s): Kiss;
    and various other artists



    It's been a year since I was here
    On the street I'm just passing my time away
    To the left and to the right a town of stone grows to the sky
    And it's out of sight in a fading light here I am again in the city
    With a fist full of dollars and baby you gotta believe

    I'm back
    back in the New York groove
    I'm back
    back in the New York groove
    I'm back in the New York groove. in the New York groove.

    In the back of a Cadillac with a lady by my side
    Tell you where I'll be stop at third and forty tree
    Dance into the night
    it's gonna be ectasy
    This day was made for me

    I feel so good tonight who cares about tomorrow.

    I'm back
    back in the New York groove ...




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    25-07-1983
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    Inverno '60
    Performer(s): Francesco Guccini



    Le nove di sera, domenica sera d'inverno
    fa freddo, c'è nebbia
    in fondo alla strada s'è accesa l'insegna
    "Blue Garden: si balla"
    Qualcuno ha già aperto le grandi vetrate d'ingresso
    canterà Baby Silver
    qualcuno giù in sala accenna sul piano un motivo di blues...

    Si veste un cameriere, è domenica sera
    si annoda un orchestrale la cravatta in seta nera
    e indossa il capo orchestra la giacca in lamè blu...

    Nel bar di luci e specchi col ghiaccio dentro ai secchi
    c' è un giovane invecchiato che non sorride più....

    Le dieci di sera, domenica sera d'inverno
    che gocciola fumo
    ma dentro alla sala il caldo dimentica
    il resto del mondo...
    L'orchestra ha finito un brano dal ritmo latino
    " Cuban cha-cha-cha"
    singhiozza il clarino seguendo il ricamo di note in "Stardust"...

    Bisogna divertirsi, è domenica sera
    c'è da dimenticare la noia pesa e nera
    c'è da dimenticare la favole che fu...

    Potere dire "vivo! " sull'onda d'un motivo
    stringendosi una donna che non si vedrà più...

    E' l'una passata, domenica sera d'inverno
    ormai lunedì
    persone che sciamano macchiano il buio di risa
    e rimpianti
    l'insegna violenta i visi che mordono freddo
    di atroce blu-neon
    poi a un tratto si spegne e non resta che il suono dell'oscurità...

    C'è da ricominciare un'altra settimana
    strascinando nei giorni l'attesa quotidiana
    scordando e stemperando la tua precarietà...

    La notte sale adagio, la strada è di un randagio
    che annusa i suoi fantasmi e abbaia alla città...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York City Serenade
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    New York City Serenade
    Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
    Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen; Pete Yorn



    Billy he's down by the railroad tracks
    Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac
    Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
    As she falls so softly beneath him
    Jackie's heels are stacked
    Billy's got cleats on his boots
    Together they're gonna boogaloo down
    Broadway and come back home with the loot
    It's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute
    It's a mad dog's promenade
    So walk tall or baby don't walk at all
    Fish lady, oh fish lady
    She baits them tenement walls
    She won't take corner boys
    They ain't got no money
    And they're so easy
    I said "Hey, baby
    Won't you take my hand
    Walk with me down Broadway
    Well mama take my arm and move with me down Broadway"
    I'm a young man, I talk it real loud
    Yeah babe I walk it real proud for you
    Ah so shake it away
    So shake away your street life
    Shake away your city life
    Hook up to the train
    And hook up to the night train
    Hook it up
    Hook up to the train
    But I know that she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
    Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
    Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
    Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
    She's afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down
    And when she turns this boy'll be gone
    So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on, walk on

    Hey vibes man, hey jazz man, play me your serenade
    Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave
    Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy
    Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the darlin' yearlin' sharp boy
    Straight for the church note ringin', vibes man sting a trash can
    Listen to your junk man
    Listen to your junk man
    Listen to your junk man
    He's singin', he's singin', he's singin'
    All dressed up in satin, walkin' past the alley
    He's singin', singin', singin', singin'




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    24-07-1983
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    Inventi
    Composer(s): Renato Zero; Filistrucchi; Conrado
    Performer(s): Renato Zero



    Inventi le mie forme, lo stile
    è quello tuo...pose per ore
    davanti a te, mi dipingi di sole
    anche se non c'è: a un tratto
    trovo me!
    Inventi quei colori
    le ombre su di me
    Poi, chiudo
    gli occhi sul nome mio, quel che
    inventi lo sogni, son sempre io
    mi sento dentro te!
    Poi, mi scopro
    lì a volare il cielo su di me, mentre
    la mia mano cerca te
    Arrossisci
    un po', ma non vuoi più mandarmi
    via. ...
    Inventi la poesia!
    Inventi quella luce ma sono
    gli occhi miei!
    Mentre ti guardo
    io non so più dove finisco io e
    cominci tu, il sogno, la realtà
    Ogni volta io rinasco nei pensieri
    tuoi, colorato e folle più che mai
    Arrossisci un po', ma non vuoi più
    mandarmi via
    Inventi la poesia!
    Inventi la poesia!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York City Rhythm
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    New York City Rhythm
    Composer(s): Marty Panzer; Barry Manilow
    Performer(s): Barry Manilow



    (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo)

    When my heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
    By the love I wish I had
    Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
    And things don't seem so bad

    You know the movement seems to soothe me
    And the tempo takes control
    And I lose my blues
    When the New York City rhythm fills my soul
    It's the New York City rhythm running though life (city rhythm)
    The pounding beat of the city streets that keeps my dreams alive

    I'm lost (I'm lost), I'm found (I'm found)
    I'm up (I'm up), I'm down, (I'm down) but somehow I survive
    It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
    Oh, it's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life, in my life

    (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo)

    When I'm out (city rhythm) for love or sin (oo)
    Oh, it's good to be in town
    In the funky (city rhythm) dives on the old west side (oo)
    There's always something going down
    Yes, I live my life with strangers
    And the danger's always there
    But when I hit Broadway and it's time to play
    You know that I don't care

    It's the New York City rhythm running through my life (city rhythm)
    The pounding beat of the city streets that keeps my dreams alive
    I'm lost (I'm lost), I'm found (I'm found)
    I'm up (I'm up), I'm down, (I'm down) but somehow I survive
    It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
    Oh, it's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life, in my life

    (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm)

    (Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York,
    Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York,
    Nueva York, Nueva York Ooh!)

    (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo)




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    23-07-1983
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    Inventaire 71
    Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Michel Delpech; Roland Vincent
    Performer(s): Michel Delpech



    Un mini-short, une Nana kitsch
    Un débardeur, et un Sapritch
    Une Mamy Blue, des Sexy-shops un p'tit peu partout
    Un carré bleu sur les pare-brises
    Un Sapporo, des vieux Baltard
    Un Jésus-Christ en superstar
    Un faux Chaban, un vrai Luron
    Gérard Nicoud au violon
    Et Giscard à l'accordéon
    Et toujours, le même président...

    Il y a eu tout ça
    Et puis malgré tout ça
    Quand je t'ai rencontré
    Il y a eu autre chose
    Et tu as peint pour moi
    Cette année toute en rose
    Oui toi, oui toi

    Des Bidasses en folie, une guerre au Bengale
    Un abbé défroqué pour une Love Story
    Une voiture sur la lune, un dollar pour une thune
    Une crise de la presse
    Un JJSS
    Une French Connection
    Un Pompidou-Nixon
    Un Maumau qui s'en va, un Charlot qui revient
    Un Persépolis, un putsch marocain
    Une grève de la police, un Ping-Pong à Pékin
    Et toujours, le même président...

    Il y a eu tout ça
    Et puis malgré tout ça
    Quand je t'ai rencontré
    Il y a eu autre chose
    Et tu as peint pour moi
    Cette année toute en rose
    Oui toi, oui toi
    Mon p'tit raton-laveur



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York City Blues (The Yardbirds)
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    New York City Blues
    Composer(s): Keith Relf; Chris Dreja
    Performer(s): The Yardbirds;
    and various other artists



    If you've ever been to New York City
    You know what I'm talking about
    Yes you do
    Well, if you've ever been to New York City
    You know what I'm talking about
    They got such pretty little girls in that big town
    Make a man wanna jump around and shout

    I met a little girl there
    She was about five foot eight
    I said "I want you to love me"
    She said "Why man, that'd be great"
    So
    I got long hair but
    She took me back
    Back to see her pad
    But the first thing I saw when I arrived there
    Was a big black shiny shotgun
    In the hands of her dad

    Alright now, this is how it was
    Oh no!

    Well alright!

    I finally learned my lesson
    Such a long time ago
    Next little woman that I date
    I've got to know, I've got to know her family too
    Yes indeed, I gotta know her family too
    But if you don't want to be filled full of shotgun holes
    Mister, this song is just for you




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    22-07-1983
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    Invaders
    Composer(s): Steve Harris
    First release by: Iron Maiden - 1982



    Longboats have been sighted the evidence of war has begun
    Many Nordic fighting men their swords and shields all gleam in the sun
    Call to arms defend yourselves get ready to stand and fight for your lives
    Judgement day has come around so be prepared don't run stand your ground
    They're coming in from the sea
    they've come the enemy
    beneath the blazing sun
    the battle has to be won
    Invaders ... Pillaging
    Invaders ... Looting
    Set ablaze the campfires alert the other men from inland
    Warning must be given there's not enough men here for a stand
    The Vikings are too many much too powerful to take on our own
    We must have reinforcements we cannot fight this battle alone
    They're coming over the hill
    they've come to attack
    they're coming in for the kill
    there's no turning back
    Invaders ... Fighting
    Invaders ... Marauding
    Axes grind and maces clash as wounded fighters fall to the ground
    Severed limbs and fatal woundings bloody corpses lay all around
    The smell of death and burning flesh the battle weary fight to the end
    The Saxons have been overpowered victims of the mighty Norsemen
    You'd better scatter and run
    the battle's lost and not won
    you'd better get away to fight another day
    Invaders ... Raping
    Invaders ... Plundering



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York City Blues (Neil Sedaka)
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    New York City Blues
    Composer(s): Phil Cody; Neil Sedaka
    Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



    Life and death in an alleyway
    Just a heartbeat away from a man
    Who's learned to turn his head away
    From the pain that drains the land

    Harlem's not too far from here
    You can smell the garbage, feel the fear
    I hear they're gonna build a skyscraper there
    As if we didn't need the extra air

    (Chorus)
    New York City blues
    In order to win, you gotta lose
    Old before your time
    The dirt and the grime
    Get into everything
    And the papers love to say
    It's the meanest town in the USA
    But I think it's okay
    It's the town I've made my home

    On another side of Park Avenue
    Respectable folks don't know
    Hungry eyes take in the view
    Of the world that lays them low
    Too many years on a welfare line
    The old song and dance, time after time
    You can only get so pushed around
    Until you wanna tear the damn thing down

    (Repeat chorus twice)




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    21-07-1983
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    Intruder
    Composer(s): Janis Joplin
    Performer(s): Janis Joplin



    You come around here
    Trying to make your demand
    You've got a need, darling
    I've seen it grow and expand

    Yeah, you want to reveal my life
    With your own two hands
    Well, tell me now
    What are you trying to do?

    Those holes in your life
    Show what you require
    You're needin' new eyes
    Oh Lord, honey take any wire?

    Yeah you've gotta save us all
    Before the next big fire
    Tell me now
    What are you trying to do?

    Walked in my life
    Child, and I don't even know your name
    You put others around behind ya
    As if they were lame

    You insist a simple feeling
    Will be all the same
    Well, tell me now
    What are you trying to do?

    Now I look like I'm suffering
    Now I'm doing fine
    One look at yourself baby
    Child, I got you alive

    Yeah, you're gonna take care of yours
    I'll take care of mine
    What are you trying to do?
    Hey!



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York 85
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    New York 85
    Composer(s): Nino Ferrer
    Performer(s): Nino Ferrer



    Pendant que tu voles sur l'Atlantique
    Vers les Etats-Unis d'Amérique
    Moi, je suis vautré dans un bar
    Pour y noyer ce vieux cafard
    Qui me remplit de haut en bas
    A chaque fois que tu n'es pas là
    Et je nage dans le Blue Lagoon
    Le Whisky pur, le Manhattan
    Et je te vois marcher toute nue
    Dans la 5e Avenue
    Rhabille-toi, tu vas prendre froid
    Et rapporte-moi du chocolat

    Des heures que tu ne m'appelles pas
    Et que le temps ne s'écoule pas
    Comme si c'était une mélasse
    Et tu t'éloignes et je me lasse
    Et mon intolérable angoisse
    N'est qu'une péripétie de plus
    Je me sens vieux, tu n'es qu'une p'tite conne
    Mais je t'aimais comme personne
    Et je te vois marcher toute nue
    Dans la 5e Avenue
    Rhabille-toi, tu vas prendre froid
    Et rapporte-moi du chocolat




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    20-07-1983
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    Introdução Para A Turma Do Funil
    Performer(s): Chico Buarque



    Quando é tão densa a fumaça
    Que o tempo não passa
    E a porta do bar já fechou

    Quando ninguém mais tem dono
    O garçom tá com sono
    E a primeira edição circulou

    Quando não há mais saudade, nem felicidade
    Nem sede, nem nada, nem dor

    Quando não tem mais cadeira
    Tomo um besteira de pé no balcão

    Eis que da porta do fundo
    Do oco do mundo
    Desponta o cordão

    Chegou a turma do funil ...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New Virginia
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    New Virginia
    Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil; Julien Clerc
    Performer(s): Julien Clerc



    Je te connais
    Tu as ton toit
    Un tas d'amour
    De rien
    Un tas de n'importe quoi
    Un tas de mystères
    De cheveux, de chevaux
    Pas de bois
    De paysages labourés
    De pierres bien entassées
    Un tas de souvenirs
    Si petit, si frais
    Je te connais
    Tu as ton toit
    Et je veux vivre là




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    19-07-1983
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    Intoxiqué
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Gaby Wagenheim
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Tu m'as fait goûter au poison de ton amour
    Tout en toi m'a possédé nuit et jour
    Pourtant quand j'ai cru toucher le paradis
    Sans espoir tu es partie
    Tu étais toute ma chance et toute ma joie
    Tu étais mon espérance et ma foi
    Mais délaissant mon amour et brisant ma vie
    Sans espoir tu es partie
    Ah! pourrais-je t'oublier
    Je ne le crois pas tu fais partie de moi-même
    Comment cesser de t'aimer
    Autant arracher ce coeur qui t'aime
    Tu m'as fait goûter au poison de ton amour
    Tout en toi m'a possédé nuit et jour
    Pourtant j'ai cru toucher au paradis
    Sans rancoeur ni haine
    Sans remords ni peine
    Sans retour tu es partie

    Et toutes mes nuits son privée de sommeil
    Et mes jours sont trop longs sans espoir de soleil
    Je me sens perdu entouré de passé
    Car le monde entier semble m'abandonner
    C'est comme une drogue qui manque à ma joie
    Car je suis intoxiqué de toi
    Toi toi toi toi

    Tu m'as fait goûter au poison de ton amour
    Tout en toi m'a possédé nuit et jour
    Pourtant quand j'ai cru toucher le paradis
    Sans espoir tu es partie
    Tu étais toute ma chance et toute ma joie
    Tu étais mon espérance et ma foi
    Mais délaissant mon amour et brisant ma vie
    Sans espoir tu es partie
    Ah! pourrais-je t'oublier
    Je ne le crois pas tu fais partie de moi-même
    Comment cesser de t'aimer
    Autant arracher ce coeur qui t'aime
    Tu m'as fait goûter au poison de ton amour
    Tout en toi m'a possédé nuit et jour
    Pourtant j'ai cru toucher au paradis
    Sans rancoeur ni haine
    Sans remords ni peine
    Sans retour tu es partie

    Ma tête est intoxiquée, mes yeux sont intoxiqués
    Ma bouche est intoxiquée, mon coeur est intoxiqué
    Mes bras sont intoxiqués, mon corps est intoxiqué
    Mon âme est intoxiquée, ma vie est intoxiquée
    Tout en moi tu vois, est intoxiqué de toi



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    New Spanish Two-Step
    Composer(s): Tommy Duncan; Bob Wills
    Performer(s): Bob Wills;
    Chet Atkins; Bill Boyd; Hank Snow



    Down below the Rio Grande,
    A senorita held my hand
    And sweetly sang an old melody

    Without a worry or a care
    A rose she gave me from her hair
    Then she whispered, "Si, Senor, si, si"

    In a cabaret we danced the hours away
    Her eyes told more than words dare could say

    I told her I had to go
    Left her down in Mexico
    The band played Spanish Two-Step soft and low

    I told her I had to go
    Left her down in Mexico
    The band played Spanish Two-Step soft and low




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