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L'emozione Non Ha Voce Composer(s): Gianni Bella - Mogol Audio 2 Performer(s): Adriano Celentano
Io non so parlar d'amore l'emozione non ha voce e mi manca un po' il respiro se ci sei c'è troppa luce la mia anima si spande dove musica d'estate poi la voglia sai mi prende e si accende con i baci tuoi
Io con te sarò sincero resterò quel che sono disonesto mai lo giuro ma se tradisci non perdono ti sarò per sempre amico pur geloso come sai io lo so mi contraddico ma preziosa sei tu per me
Fra le mie braccia dormirai serenamente ed è importante questo sai per sentirci pienamente noi un'altra vita mi darai che io non conosco la mia compagna tu sarai fino a quando so che lo vorrai
Due caratteri diversi prendon fuoco facilmente ma divisi siamo persi ci sentiamo quasi niente siamo due legati dentro da un amore che ci dà la profonda convinzione che nessuno ci dividerà
Fra le mie braccia dormirai serenamente ed è importante questo sai per sentirci pienamente noi un'altra vita mi darai che io non conosco la mia compagna tu sarai fino a quando lo vorrai
Noi vivremo come sai solo di sincerità di amore e di fiducia poi sarà quel che sarà
Tra le mie braccia dormirai serenamente ed è importante questo sai per sentirci pienamente noi pienamente noi...
Bomba O Non Bomba Composer(s): Antonello Venditti Performer(s): Antonello Venditti
Partirono in due ed erano abbastanza un pianoforte una chitarra e molta fantasia e fu a Bologna che scoppiò la prima bomba tra una festa e una piadina di periferia e bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi A Sasso Marconi incontrammo una ragazza che viveva sdraiata sull'orlo di una piazza noi le dicemmo vieni dolce sarà la strada lei sfogliò il fiore e poi ci disse no ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi A Roncobilaccio ci venne incontro un vecchio lo sguardo profondo e un fazzoletto al collo ci disse ragazzi in campana qui non vi lasceranno andare hanno chiamato la polizia a cavallo ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi A Firenze dormimmo da un intellettuale la faccia giusta e tutto quanto il resto ci disse no, compagni, amici, io disapprovo il passo manca l'analisi e poi non c' ho l'elmetto ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado te A Orvieto poi ci fu l'apoteosi il sindaco, la banda e le bandiere in mano ci dissero l'autostrada è bloccata e non vi lasceranno passare ma sia ben chiaro che noi, noi siamo tutti con voi e bomba o non bomba voi arriverete a Roma, malgrado noi Parlamentammo a lungo e poi ci fu un discorso il capitano disse va bene e così sia e la fanfara poi intonò le prime note e ci trovammo proprio in faccia a Porta Pia e bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi La gente ci amava, e questo è l'importante regalammo cioccolata e sigarette vere bevemmo poi del vino rosso dalle mani unite e finalmente ci fecero suonare e bomba o non bomba noi siamo arrivati a Roma, insieme a voi
Lemon Twist Composer(s): Bobby Troup Performer(s): Bobby Troup and multiple other artists
Here is a word to the wise The top dieticians in town insist The best source of vitamin C there can be Is a lemon twist
Even a sceptic replies That here's a suggestion you can't resist A cool drink with ice is improved With some slices of lemon twist
It isn't merely circumstancial evidence That the lemon is a highly healthful citrus fruit The most respected scientists agree with the physiologists That here's one fact you can't dispute
Why don't you open your eyes Your psychosomatic ills won't persist If quick like a rabbit You latch to the habit of lemon twist
Here is a word to the wise The top dieticians in town insist The best source of vitamin C there can be Is a lemon twist
Even a sceptic replies That here's a suggestion you can't resist, no A cool drink with ice is improved With some slices of lemon twist
Oh, it isn't merely circumstancial evidence That the lemon is a highly healthful citrus fruit The most respected scientists agree with the physiologists That here's one fact you can't dispute
Why don't you open your eyes Your psychosomatic ills won't persist, here we go If quick like a rabbit You latch to the habit of lemon twist
Bomb Day In Paris Composer(s): Wayne Kramer Performer(s): Wayne Kramer
On the subway platform Near the trash can Arm fragments point out A fine spray On the token booth It's bomb day in Paris
I'ts bomb day in Sri Lanka Two bombs kill 50 Train interior littered With blood and papers
Bomb day in New York Smoke faced workers Outraged FBI officials What if they Really had knocked down The world trade center?
But it didn't turn out the way They planned Never does Bomb day in Atlanta What a surprise Blowing the image Of a peace loving society Noooo, this is not Belfast Noooo, this is Oklahoma City
This mayhem ain't just nut cases With a knack for making fertilizer blow up Bombs have always been part of the deal in America And the rockets red glare The bombs bursting in air The Bronx bombers The brown bomber The 50-yard bomb
Phillis schlafly says, the Atomic bomb is a marvelous gift From a wise god 26,000 in the world today America has the most Hot doggie
Soooo, why wouldn't this Index of violence Show up in Atlanta? Or Leeds? or Paris?
Extremists Fundamentalists Only do around the corner What governments do around the planet Bomb loving leaders get Bomb loving citizens
Lemon Tree ((Dutch Version: De Rozenstruik (Luc Steeno) - 2002)) Composer(s): Will Holt First recording/First release by: Will Holt & Dolly Jonah - 1960/1961 Covered by multiple other artists
When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me "Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree" "Don't put your faith in love, my boy," my father said to me "I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree"
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the stars rose in the sky We passed that summer lost in love, beneath the lemon tree The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
One day she left without a word, she took away the sun And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done She left me for another, it's a common tale but true A sadder man, but wiser now, I sing these words to you
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Bom Tempo Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque and various other artists
Um marinheiro me contou Que a boa brisa lhe soprou Que vem aí bom tempo O pescador me confirmou Que o passarinho lhe cantou Que vem aí vom tempo
Do duro toda semana Senão pegunte à Joana Que não me deixa mentir Mas, finalmente é domingo Naturalmente, me vingo Eu vou me espalhar por aí
No compasso do samba Eu disfarço o cansaço Joana debaixo do braço Carregadinha de amor Vou que vou Pela estrada que dá numa praia dourada Que dá num tal de fazer nada Como a natureza mandou Vou Satisfeito, a alegria batendo no peito O radinho contando direito A vitória do meu tricolor Vou que vou Lá no alto O sol quente me leva num salto Pro lado contrário do asfalto Pro lado contrário da dor
Um marinheiro me contou Que a boa brisa lhe soprou Que vem aí bom tempo Um pescador me confirmou] Que um passarinho lhe cantou Que vem aí bom tempo Ando cansado da lida Preocupada, corrida, surrada, batida Dos dias meus Mas uma vez na vida Eu vou viver a vida Que eu pedi a Deus
De Rozenstruik ((Adapted from: Lemon Tree (Will Holt & Dolly Jonah) - 1960/1961)) Composer(s): Will Holt - Jan De Vuyst Performer(s): Luc Steeno - 2002
Vader nam me met zich mee Ik was maar amper tien Hij zei: zie je die rozen daar Toen liet hij mij iets zien Een mens is als een rozenstruik Zijn woorden lief en zacht Maar niemand kent de binnenkant van een mensenhart
Rozen zijn net als liefde en je krijgt ze vaak cadeau Maar ze laten heel verrassend in je hart soms sporen na Rozen zijn lief en aardig en de geur bedwelmt je zo Maar de doornen op hun stengel laten ook soms wonden na
Ik herinner mij nog goed Ik was een jonge man Een meisje dat mijn leven als een glimlach binnenkwam We schreven onze namen op een boomstam van een den Hoe het kwam, ik weet het niet Ik hoorde vaders stem
Rozen zijn net als liefde en je krijgt ze vaak cadeau Maar ze laten heel verrassend in je hart soms sporen na Rozen zijn lief en aardig en de geur bedwelmt je zo Maar de doornen op hun stengel laten ook soms wonden na
Op een dag verdween de zon Mijn leven werd een hel In de ogen van mijn meisje was het maar een spel Zij verliet me voor een ander 't Klinkt misschien banaal Maar de woorden van mijn vader kleuren dit verhaal
Rozen zijn net als liefde en je krijgt ze vaak cadeau Maar ze laten heel verrassend in je hart soms sporen na Rozen zijn lief en aardig en de geur bedwelmt je zo Maar de doornen op hun stengel laten ook soms wonden na
Rozen zijn als de liefde en je krijgt ze vaak cadeau Maar ze laten heel verrassend in je hart soms sporen na
Lemon Incest ((Adapted from: Étude No. 3 En Mi Majeur (by Fryderyk Chopin) - 1832)) ((English Versions: Lemon Incest (by Mick Harvey) - 1995); I Am Trying to Believe (by Helmut Lotti) - 1996)) Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Serge Gainsbourg First release by: Serge Gainsbourg & Charlotte Gainsbourg - 1984 Covered by multiple other artists
Inceste de citron Lemon incest Je t'aime t'aime je t'aime plus que tout Papapappa Naïve comme une toile du Nierdoi Sseaurou Tes baisers sont si doux Inceste de citron Lemon incest Je t'aime t'aime je t'aime plus que tout Papapappa
L'amour que nous n'f'rons jamais ensemble Est le plus beau le plus violent Le plus pur le plus enivrant Exquise esquisse Délicieuse enfant Ma chair et mon sang Oh mon bébé mon âme
L'amour que nous n'f'rons jamais ensemble Est le plus beau le plus violent Le plus pur le plus enivrant Exquise esquisse Délicieuse enfant Ma chair et mon sang Oh mon bébé mon âme
Inceste de citron Lemon incest Je t'aime t'aime je t'aime plus que tout Papapappa
I Am Trying to Believe ((aka Lemon Incest (by Mick Harvey) - 1995)) ((Adapted from: Étude No. 3 En Mi Majeur (by Fryderyk Chopin) - 1832); Lemon Incest (by Serge Gainsbourg & Charlotte Gainsbourg) - 1984)) Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Serge Gainsbourg - Helmut Lotti Performer(s): Helmut Lotti - 1996
I´m trying to believe you´re still in love I´m trying to think you´re happy cause you´re mine but I´m not sure
Tell me why my love is never reaching you Tell me, what in the world did I do?
I´m trying to believe you know the way to mend our hearts and make the feeling stay but I´m afraid
Promise you will leave me never Hold me in your heart forever Give your love the way I gave you mine I beg you please I´m on bended knees Love me for my heart will freeze
I´m trying to believe you know the way to mend our hearts and make the feeling stay but I´m afraid Promise you will leave me never Hold me in your heart forever Give your love the way I gave you mine oh darling please oh my darling please I´m on bended knees put my mind at ease for my heart will freeze
Boll Weevil Composer(s): Eddie Cochran; Jerry Capehart Performer(s): Eddie Cochran
(Wah-hoo) Well the boll weevil and the little black bug Come from a-Mexico they say Came all the way to Texas Just a-lookin' for a place to stay Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home (Doo-doo-wop-wop) Well the first time that I seen the boll weevil He was a-sittin' on the square Well the next time that I seen him He had his a-family there Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home (Doo-doo-wop-wop) Well the farmer took the boll weevil And he put him on the red hot sand Well the weevil said this is a-mighty hot But I take it like a man This will be my home, this will be my home
Well the farmer took the boll weevil And he put him on a keg of ice Well the weevil said to the farmer This is mighty cool and nice This will be my home, this will be my home (Doo-doo-wop-wop) Well if anybody should ask you Who it was who sang this song Say a guitar picker from a-Oklahoma city With a pair of blue jeans on Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home (Doo-doo-wop-wop)
Toutes les gares se ressemblent Et tous les ports crèvent d'ennui Toutes les routes se rassemblent Pour mener vers l'infini Dans la cohue de l'existence Se trouve toujours un passant Qui n'a pas eu de ligne de chance Et qui devint un émigrant
Regarde-le comme il promène Son coeur au-delà des saisons Il traverse des murs de haine Des gouffres d'incompréhension A chaque nouvelle frontière Espérant enfin se fixer Il fait une courte prière Vers ce ciel qui l'a oublié
Regarde-le, il déambule Sans jamais savoir ou il va Il marche comme un somnambule Et les gens le montrent du doigt Le monde entier file la haine Le ciel là-haut n'y comprend rien Les heureux forment une chaîne En se tenant par la main Pas moyen d'enter dans la danse Le calendrier a son clan Si tu n'a pas de ligne de chance Tu resteras un émigrant
Regarde-le comme il promène Son coeur au-delà des saisons Il traverse des murs de haine Des gouffres d'incompréhension A chaque nouvelle frontière Espérant enfin se fixer Il fait une courte prière Vers ce ciel qui l'a oublié
Regarde-le, il déambule Sans jamais savoir ou il va Il marche comme un somnambule Et les gens le montrent du doigt Mais pour écouter sa misère Le ciel un jour le fait tomber Les bras en croix, face contre terre Pour embrasser la liberté
Bolero Y Habaneras Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Tú la perdiste pero aquí se queda al fin y al cabo está con un obrero conozco un caso que me da más pena una muchacha de por El Cotorro por una chapa HK en febrero torció camino y se perdió de El Morro
En todo caso las sabrás presente latiendo aún para las nobles cosas y no partida y con el alma inerte Lo que te falta te abandona menos sólo mudo de cuidador la rosa no se trocó la flor por el dinero
Quien hace altar de la ganancia pierde la condición, la latitud, el puesto Y pierde amor, pues la codicia muerde jamás en yo y siempre allá en el resto
Por otra parte detener amores es pretender parar el universo Quien lleva amor asume sus dolores y no lo para el sol ni su reverso
Tú la perdiste pero aquí se queda al fin y al cabo está con un obrero conozco un caso que me da más pena una muchacha de por El Cotorro por una chapa HK en febrero torció camino y se perdió de El Morro
Vaya con suerte quien se cree astuto porque ha logrado acumular objetos pobre mortal que desalmado y bruto perdió el amor y se perdió el respeto
Por otra parte detener amores es pretender parar el universo Quien lleva amor asume sus dolores y no lo para el sol ni su reverso
En todo caso las sabrás presente latiendo aún para las nobles cosas y no partida y con el alma inerte Lo que te falta te abandona menos sólo mudo de cuidador la rosa no se trocó la flor por el dinero
Écris quelque chose de joli Des vers peut-être ou de la prose Un instant de rêve et de pause Dans le tumulte de la vie Écris quelque chose de joli Quelques mots de bleu et de rose Un moment de métamorphose Que tu nommerais l'embellie
L'embellie l'embellie L'embellie l'embellie
Verse un peu de joie dans nos coeurs Avec des riens qui vous délivrent Un peu d'espoir et de douceur On en a tant besoin pour vivre
Écris quelque chose de joli L'odeur des lilas et des roses Chante-nous la beauté des choses Dans les yeux de l'homme ébloui Ecris quelque chose de joli L'aube entre nos bras qui repose La seconde où lèvres mi-closes Le plaisir vient comme la pluie
L'embellie l'embellie L'embellie l'embellie
Ces mots à peine murmurés Dans la tendresse qu'on devine Baigné de musique angevine Le temps sur nous s'est refermé
Je l'aurais voulu si joli Ce poème en bleu et en rose Cet instant de rêve et de pause Dans le tumulte de la vie Je l'aurais voulu si joli Mon amour en qui tout repose Et que nul ne puisse ni n'ose Douter que tu es dans ma vie
Boléro
((English Version: All My Love (by Patti Page))
Composer(s): Henri Contet - Paul Durand
Performer(s): Georges Guétary
Comme en rêve La nuit qui se lève Allume une flamme Au fond de nos âmes Soleil de tes yeux Instant merveilleux Pour que je prenne Ta main dans la mienne Dis-moi, quand tu danses Des mots d'espérance Dis-moi ton désir Comme un premier soupir
Boléro Dans la douceur du soir Sous le ciel rouge et noir Où chantent les guitares Boléro Si tu voulais danser Dans mes deux bras serrée Qu'il ferait bon s'aimer Viens, mon amour t'appelle Viens, danser encor' Boléro Je garderai toujours Le souvenir du jour Où j'ai dansé l'amour Aïe Aïe Aïe Aïe Aïe Aïe Aïe Aïe Aïe
L'éloge Du Célibat Composer(s): Jean Ferrat - Pierre Frachet Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
La fille que j'aurai un jour Dans la peau Je crois bien qu'elle est toujours Au berceau Je n'brûle jamais à ma flamme Le même bois Je suis d'ceux qui n'aiment qu'une femme À la fois Comme dit l'proverbe normand Familier Faut pas mettre tous ses oeufs dans L'même panier J'suis pas l'client d'monsieur l'maire Dieu merci Je suis un célibataire Endurci
Tous les deux ou trois dimanche En dansant Je me cueille par les hanches Une enfant Je l'effeuille sans préludes Et pardi J'la renvoie à ses études Le lundi Je mène ainsi bien à l'aise Grâce au ciel Dans mon année douze ou treize Lunes de miel J'ai pas l'occasion d'm'en faire Dieu merci Je suis un célibataire Endurci
Tu raisonnes de la sorte Jusqu'au jour Où le p'tit Jésus t'apporte Un amour Une môme ni plus ni moins belle Que beaucoup Mais qui mettra la ficelle À ton cou On a soudain moins envie De changer Elle est si blonde qu'on oublie Le danger Et un beau soir on enterre Entre amis Sa vie de célibataire Endurci
Quand la morale d'une histoire Est tirée Comme dit l'autre il faut la boire De bon gré À ma chanson y en a une Que voici Elle me vaudra des rancunes Mais tant pis Dans l'célibat on s'ménage Du bon temps Mais son plus bel avantage Cependant Ma femme dira pas l'contraire Je parie C'est quand un célibataire Se marie
Bold Marauder Composer(s): Richard Fariña; Mimi Fariña Originally performed by: Richard & Mimi Fariña Covered by various other artists
Its hi, ho, hey I am the bold marauder And hi, ho, hey I am the white destroyer
For I will bring you silver and gold And I will bring you treasure And I will bring a widowing flag And I will be your lover And I will show you grotto and cave And sacrificial altar And I will show you blood on the stone And I will be your mentor
And night will be our darling And fear will be our name
Its hi, ho, hey I am the bold marauder And hi, ho, hey I am the white destroyer
For I will take you out by the hand And lead you to the hunter And I will show you thunder and steel And I will be your teacher And we will dress in helmet and sword And dip our tongues in slaughter And we will sing a warriors song And lift the praise of murder
And Christ will be our darling And fear will be our name
Its hi, ho, hey I am the bold marauder And hi, ho, hey I am the white destroyer
For I will sour the winds on high And I will soil the river And I will burn the grain in the field And I will be your mother And I will go to ravage and kill And I will go to plunder And I will take a fury to wife And I will be your father
And death will be our darling And fear will be our name
Bold As Love Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix Originally performed by: The Jimi Hendrix Experience Covered by various other artists
Anger, he smiles towering in shiny metallic purple armour Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground
Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted They quietly understand Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready But wonder why the fight is on But they're all bold as love, yeah, they're all bold as love Yeah, they're all bold as love Just ask the axis
My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war and ribbons of euphoria Orange is young, full of daring But very unsteady for the first go round My yellow in this case is not so mellow In fact I'm trying to say it's frigthened like me And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh Giving my life to a rainbow like you But, I'm bold as love, yeah, I'm bold as love Yeah, yeah Well I'm bold, bold as love (hear me talking, girl) I'm bold as love Just ask the axis (he knows everything) Yeah yeah yeah!
