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  • 25-08-1971
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    The Last Waltz
    Composer(s): Barry Mason - Les Reed
    First release by: Engelbert Humperdinck - 1967
    Covered by multiple other artists

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1967 - L'ultimo Valzer (Dalida)
    1967 - Den Sidste Vals (Grethe Sønck)



    I wondered should I go or should I stay
    The band had only one more song to play
    And then I saw you out the corner of my eyes
    A little girl alone and so shy
    I had the last waltz with you
    Two lonely people together
    I fell in love with you
    The last waltz should last forever
    But the love we had was goin' strong
    Through the good and bad we'd get along
    And then the flame of love died in your eye
    My heart was broke in two when you said goodbye
    I had the last waltz with you
    Two lonely people together
    I fell in love with you
    The last waltz should last forever
    It's all over now
    Nothing left to say
    Just my tears and the orchestra playing
    La la la la la la la la la la
    La la la la la la la la la la
    I had the last waltz with you
    Two lonely people together
    I fell in love with you
    The last waltz should last forever
    La la la la la la la la la la



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    Montélimar
    Composer(s): Georges Brassens
    Performer(s): Georges Brassens



    Avec leurs gniards
    Mignons mignards
    Leur beau matou
    Leur gros toutou
    Les pharisiens
    Les béotiens
    Les aoûtiens
    Dans leur auto
    Roulent presto
    Tombeau ouvert
    Descendant vers
    La grande mare
    En passant par
    Montélimar

    Dites d'urgence
    À ces engeances
    De malheur
    Et à leurs
    Gniards
    Que chiens, chats
    N'aiment
    Pas l'nougat
    Même
    Même celui
    D'Montélimar

    Hélas bientôt
    Le mal d'auto
    Va déranger
    Les passagers
    Le beau matou
    Le gros toutou
    Pas fiers du tout
    - Ça fait frémir -
    S'en vont vomir
    Et même pis
    Sur les tapis
    Et les coussins
    A beaux dessins
    C'est très malsain

    C'est très fâcheux
    C'est plus du jeu
    Et cetera
    Et alors à
    Montélimar
    On en a marre
    Du cauchemar
    Boutant presto
    Hors de l'auto
    Le beau matou
    Le gros toutou
    Ces handicaps
    Sur Digne, Gap
    On met le cap

    Alors tous ces
    Petits poucets
    Ces beaux matous
    Ces gros toutous
    En ribambelle
    Ont sans appel
    Droit au scalpel
    Les aoûtiens
    Les béotiens
    Qui font ça n'ont
    Pas d'âme, non
    Que leur auto
    Bute presto
    Contre un poteau!



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    24-08-1971
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    L'ultimo Romantico
    Composer(s): Vito Pallavicini - Pino Donaggio
    Performer(s): Pino Donaggio; Lara Saint Paul



    L’ultimo
    Sono io l’ultimo romantico
    Sono io quello che ti può
    Donare un fiore
    E capire da questo
    Dall’espressione del viso
    Dal tremore di una mano
    Se mi ami ...

    L’ultimo
    L’ultimo romantico di un mondo
    Che si può commuovere
    Guardando due colombi
    Baciarsi su una piazza
    Incuranti della gente
    E li può calpestare
    per la fretta d’arrivare

    Perché ...
    se una rosa è una rosa
    Da quando c’è il mondo

    Io devo cambiare ...
    Perché..
    se il mare e il cielo, il sole e il vento
    Non cambiano mai ...
    Perché ...

    se l’amore è l’amore
    Da quando c’è il mondo
    Io devo cambiare ...

    Perché ...
    ci son già tante cose
    Che stanno cambiando
    L’amore non può ...

    L’ultimo
    L’ultimo romantico di un mondo
    Che si può commuovere
    Guardando due ragazzi
    Baciarsi su una piazza
    Incuranti della gente
    Come facciamo adesso
    Come facciamo noi due



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    Montego Bay
    Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Bobby Bloom
    Originally performed by: Bobby Bloom



    Vernon'll meet me when the Boac lands
    Keys to the MG will be in his hands
    Adjust to the driving 'n' I'm on my way
    It's all on the right side in Montego Bay
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Come sing me La
    Come sing me Montego Bay
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    'N' Gillian'll meet me like a brother would
    I think I remember but it's twice as good
    Like how cool the rum is from his silver tray
    I thirst to be thirsty in Montego Bay
    Sing out; oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Come sing me La
    Come sing me Montego Bay
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    I'll lay on a lilo till I'm lobster red
    I still feel the motion here at home in bed
    I tell you it's hard for me to stay away
    You ain't been 'till you been high in Montego Bay
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Come sing me La
    Come sing me Montego Bay
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Bobby Bloom

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    23-08-1971
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    L'ultima Occasione
    Composer(s): Jimmy Fontana - Tony Del Monaco
    First release by: Mina - 1965
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Uno come te
    io non lo troverò mai più
    uno come te
    ma non posso più
    Chiederti tempo
    per cambiar
    perché
    sarebbe inutile,
    sarebbe solo per pietà
    ed io non voglio più
    pretendere
    le cose che non merito da te
    E perderò così
    anche quest'ultima occasione che mi dai

    e sarà tardi
    quando cercherò di te
    Ma non posso più
    chiederti tempo
    per cambiar
    perché
    sarebbe inutile
    sarebbe solo per pietà
    ed io non voglio più
    pretendere
    la cose che non merito da te
    E perderò così
    anche quest'ultima occasione che mi dai

    e sarà tardi
    quando cercherò di te
    Di te ...



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    Montana
    Composer(s): Frank Zappa
    Performer(s): Frank Zappa & The Mothers



    I might be movin' to Montana soon
    Just to raise me up a crop of
    Dental Floss

    Raisin' it up
    Waxen it down
    In a little white box
    That I can sell uptown

    By myself I wouldn't
    Have no boss,
    But I'd be raisin' my lonely
    Dental Floss

    Raisin' my lonely
    Dental Floss

    Well I just might grow me some bees
    But I'd leave the sweet stuff
    To somebody else . . . but then, on the other hand I would

    Keep the wax
    'N melt it down
    Pluck some Floss
    'N swish it aroun'

    I'd have me a crop
    An' it'd be on top (that's why I'm movin' to Montana)

    Movin' to Montana soon
    Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (yes I am)
    Movin' to Montana soon
    Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune

    I'm pluckin' the ol'
    Dennil Floss
    That's growin' on the prairie
    Pluckin' the floss!
    I plucked all day an' all nite an' all
    Afternoon . . .

    I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss
    (His name is Mighty Little)
    He's a good hoss
    Even though
    He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
    Blanket on anyway
    He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
    Blanket on anyway
    Any way

    I'm pluckin' the ol'
    Dennil Floss
    Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
    I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
    I don't care if you think it's silly, folks

    I'm gonna find me a horse
    Just about this big,
    An' ride him all along the border line

    With a
    Pair of heavy-duty
    Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
    Every other wrangler would say
    I was mighty grand

    By myself I wouldn't
    Have no boss,
    But I'd be raisin' my lonely
    Dental Floss

    Raisin' my lonely
    Dental Floss
    Raisin' my lonely
    Dental Floss

    Well I might
    Ride along the border
    With my tweezers gleamin'
    In the moon-lighty night

    And then I'd
    Get a cuppa cawfee
    'N give my foot a push . . .
    Just me 'n the pygmy pony
    Over by the Dennil Floss Bush

    'N then I might just
    Jump back on
    An' ride
    Like a cowboy
    Into the dawn to Montana

    Movin' to Montana soon
    (Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
    Movin' to Montana soon
    (Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
    Movin' to Montana soon
    (Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
    Movin' to Montana soon
    (Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)....



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    22-08-1971
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    Lullaby To A Little Jitterbug
    Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - Saul Chaplin
    Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters



    Do-do-do, do-do-do-do
    Little jitterbug don’t cry
    You’ll be swingin’ by and by
    You are just a tiny tot
    And until you’ve grown a lot
    Your rattle will have to do

    Little jitterbug go slow
    You’ll be rockin’ ‘fore you know
    Daddy won’t be home ‘til dawn
    When he left, he took his horn
    Someday you will have one too

    If you’re like your Pa,
    Sonny, you’ll go far
    My you’ll look grand
    Leadin’ a band
    Foolish it may be
    But this dream’s on me
    And it’s for you
    Make it come true

    Little jitterbug it’s dawn
    Why dream a dream of Daddy’s horn
    If you’re good and go to sleep
    He will give you one to keep
    Little jitterbug go sleep

    Sonny, go to sleep
    Swing will always keep
    When you’re of age
    You’ll top the page
    Listen to your Ma
    ‘Cos she taught your Pa
    His swing is true
    Yours will be too

    Little jitterbug it’s dawn, ah-ha-ha
    Dream a dream of Daddy’s horn
    If you’re good and go to sleep
    He will give you one to keep
    Little jitterbug, go sleep
    Little jitterbug, go sleep



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    Montana
    Composer(s): Ruth Byrd; Harold Weeks



    For many a year, from the land I hold dear
    I've wandered unhappy, alone
    and now at the end, I haven't a friend
    and never a place to call home
    but often I see, in dreams dear to me
    that long ago land that I knew
    the Queen of the earth, the land of my birth
    Montana, Montana, it's you

    I try to recall and to picture it all
    the wonders I knew as a child
    the sweep of the plain, the gold of the grain
    the ridges brush tangled and wild
    and oft times I try to understand why I bartered the old for the new
    a prodigal son, my wandering done
    Montana, I'm coming to you

    Oh I long, how I long for Montana
    and the sweet scent of pine in the air
    where the lark every evening sings melodies rare
    to the sage brush and sweet prickly pear
    Oh I long, how I long for Montana
    when the sinking sun sets all aglow
    in the heart of the Rockies, the land of my dreams
    it is there that my heart longs to go



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    21-08-1971
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    Lullaby Of The Leaves
    Composer(s): Bernice Petkere - Joe Young
    Performer(s): Ina Hayward
    and multiple other artists



    Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby
    In the sunny South when I was a tot so high
    And now that I have grown
    And myself alone

    Cradle me where Southern skies
    Can watch me with a million eyes
    Sing me to sleep
    Lullaby of the leaves

    Cover me with heaven's blue
    And let me dream a dream or two
    Sing me to sleep
    Lullaby of the leaves

    I'm breezing along, along with the breeze
    I'm hearing a song, a song thru the trees
    Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
    That fine melody caressing the shore
    Familiar to me, I've heard it before
    Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, that's Southland

    Don't I feel it in my soul
    And don't I know I've reached my goal
    Sing me to sleep
    Lullaby of the Leaves



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Montagne Verdi
    Composer(s): Gianni Bella; A. Bella; Giampiero Bigazzi
    Performer(s): Marcella Bella



    Mi ricordo montagne verdi
    e le corse di una bambina
    con l'amico mio più sincero
    un coniglio dal muso nero
    Poi un giorno mi prese il treno
    l'erba il prato e quello che era mio
    scomparivano piano piano
    e piangendo parlai con Dio
    Quante volte ho cercato il sole
    quante volte ho mangiato sale
    la città aveva mille sguardi
    io sognavo montagne verdi
    Il mio destino è di stare accanto a te
    con te vicino più paura non avrò
    e un po' bambina tornerò
    Mi ricordo montagne verdi
    quella sera negli occhi tuoi
    quando hai detto s'è fatto tardi
    t'accompagno se tu lo vuoi
    Quella nebbia le tue parole
    la tua storia è la mia storia
    poi nel buio senza parlare
    ho dormito con te sul cuore
    Io ti amo mio grande amore
    io ti amo mio primo amore
    quante volte ho cercato il sole
    quante volte ho cercato il sole
    la la la...
    Il mio destino è di stare accanto a te
    con te vicino più paura non avrò
    e un po' più donna io sarò
    Montagne verdi nei tuoi occhi rivedrò



    Categorie:Latin Songs

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    20-08-1971
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    Lullaby Of Love
    ((French & German Versions: Parle-Moi (Nana Mouskouri); Guten Abend, Gut' Nacht (Nana Mouskouri))
    Composer(s): Johannes Brahms - L. Butler - B. Sherrill
    Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri



    Hear the breeze, in the trees
    Hear the birds, softly singing
    And the song that they sing
    Is our lullabye of love

    Hear the breeze' sweet refrain
    Every raindrop is singing
    And the song that they sing
    Is a lullabye of love

    Forever, and 'ever
    Our love will be true
    Forever, and 'ever
    I'll always love you

    Every beat of my heart
    Says "I love you,
    I love you, I love you"
    And the song in my heart
    Is a lullabye of love

    Forever, and 'ever
    Our love will be true
    Forever, and 'ever
    I'll always love you

    Forever, and 'ever
    Our love will be true
    Forever, and 'ever
    I'll always love you



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Monster Mash
    Composer(s): Leonard Capizzi; Bobby "Boris" Pickett
    Originally performed by: Bobby "Boris" Pickett



    I was working in the lab late one night
    When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
    For my monster, from his slab began to rise
    And suddenly, to my surprise
    he did the mash
    He did the monster mash
    the monster mash
    it was a graveyard smash
    he did the mash
    it caught on in a flash
    he did the mash
    He did the monster mash

    From my laboratory in the castle east
    To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
    The ghouls all came from their humble abode
    To get a jolt from my electrode

    They did the mash
    They did the monster mash
    the monster mash
    It was a graveyard smash
    they did the mash
    It caught on in a flash
    they did the mash
    They did the monster mash

    The zombies were having fun
    the party had just begun
    The guests included Wolfman
    Dracula and his son

    The scene was rocking, all were digging the sound
    Igor on chains backed by his baying hounds
    The Coffin Baggers were about to arrive
    With their vocal group, The Cryptkicker Five

    They played the mash
    They played the monster mash
    the monster the mash
    It was a graveyard smash
    they played the mash
    It caught on in a flash
    they played the mash
    They played the monster mash

    Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
    Seems he was troubled by just one thing
    Opened the lid and shook his fist, and said
    "Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist?"

    It's now the mash
    It's now the monster mash
    the monster mash
    And it's a graveyard smash
    it's now the mash
    It caught on in a flash
    it's now the mash
    It's now the monster mash

    Now everything's cool
    Drac's a part of the band
    And my monster mash is the hit of the land
    For you, the living
    this mash was meant, too
    When you get to my door
    tell them Boris sent you

    Then you can mash
    Then you can monster mash
    the monster mash
    And do my graveyard smash
    then you can mash
    You'll catch on in a flash
    then you can mash
    Then you can monster mash

    Grrrr... mash....
    Easy Igor, you impetuous vampire



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Bobby "Boris" Pickett

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    19-08-1971
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    Lullaby Of Broadway
    Composer(s): Harry Warren - Al Dubin
    First performance/First recording by: Wini Shaw - 1935/Hal Kemp & His Orch. - 1935
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Come on along and listen to, the lullaby of Broadway
    The hip hooray and ballyhoo, the lullaby of Broadway
    The rumble of a subway train, the rattle of the taxis
    The daffydils who entertain, at Angelo's and Maxi's
    When a Broadway baby says good night, it's early in the morning
    Manhattan babies don't sleep tight until the dawn

    Good night, baby
    Good night, milkman's on his way
    Sleep tight, baby
    Sleep tight, let's call it a day
    Hey!

    Come on along and listen to, the lullaby of Broadway
    The hi-dee-hi and boop-a-doo, the lullaby of Broadway
    The band begins to go to town, and everyone goes crazy
    You rock-a-bye your baby round, 'til everything gets hazy
    Hush-a-bye I'll buy you this and that, you hear a daddy saying
    And baby goes home to her flat, to sleep all day

    Good night, baby
    Good night, milkman's on his way
    Sleep tight, baby
    Sleep tight
    Let's call it a day
    Listen to the lullaby of old Broadway



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    Monster
    Composer(s): John Kay; Jerry Edmonton
    Performer(s): Steppenwolf



    Once the religious, the hunted and weary
    Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
    Came to this country to build a new vision
    Far from the reaches of Kingdom and pope

    Like good Christians some would burn the witches
    Later some got slaves to gather riches

    But still from near and far to seek America
    They came by thousands, to court the wild
    But she just patiently smiled and bore a child
    To be their spirit and guiding light

    And once the ties with the crown had been broken
    Westward in saddle and wagon it went
    And till the railroad linked ocean to ocean
    Many the lives which had come to an end

    While we bullied, stole and bought a homeland
    We began the slaughter of the red man

    But still from near and far to seek America
    They came by thousands to court the wild
    But she just patiently smiled and bore a child
    To be their spirit and guiding light

    The Blue and Grey they stomped it
    They kicked it just like a dog
    And when the war was over
    They stuffed it just like a hog

    And though the past has its share of injustice
    Kind was the spirit in many a way
    But its protectors and friends have been sleeping
    Now it's a monster and will not obey

    The spirit was freedom and justice
    And its keepers seemed generous and kind
    Its leaders were supposed to serve the country
    But now they won't pay it no mind
    'Cause the people grew fat and got lazy
    Now their vote is a meaningless joke
    They babble about law and order
    But it's all just an echo of what they've been told

    Yeah, there's a monster on the loose
    It's got our heads into the noose
    And it just sits there watching

    The cities have turned into jungles
    And corruption is strangling the land
    The police force is watching the people
    And the people just can't understand
    We don't know how to mind our own business
    'Cause the whole world's got to be just like us
    Now we are fighting a war over there
    No matter who's the winner we can't pay the cost

    'Cause there's a monster on the loose
    It's got our heads into the noose
    And it just sits there watching

    America, where are you now
    Don't you care about your sons and daughters
    Don't you know we need you now
    We can't fight alone against the monster

    America, where are you now
    Don't you care about your sons and daughters
    Don't you know we need you now
    We can't fight alone against the monster

    America...
    America...
    America...
    America...



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    18-08-1971
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    Marvin
    ((Adapted from: Patches (Chairmen of the Board) - 1970))
    ((French Version: Cash (Eddy Mitchell) - 1971))
    Composer(s): Ronald Dunbar - General Johnson - Nando Reis
    Performer(s): Titãs - 1984



    Meu pai não tinha educação
    Ainda me lembro, era um grande coração
    Ganhava a vida com muito suor
    Mas mesmo assim não podia ser pior

    Pouco dinheiro pra poder pagar
    Todas as contas e despesas do lar
    Mas Deus quis vê-lo no chão
    Com as mãos levantadas pro céu
    Implorando perdão

    Chorei, meu pai disse: "Boa sorte"
    Com a mão no meu ombro
    Em seu leito de morte
    E disse
    "Marvin, agora é só você
    E não vai adiantar
    Chorar vai me fazer sofrer"

    Três dias depois de morrer
    Meu pai, eu queria saber
    Mas não botava nem um pé na escola
    Mamãe lembrava disso a toda hora

    Todo dia antes do sol sair
    Eu trabalhava sem me distrair
    As vezes acho que não vai dar pé
    Eu queria fugir, mas onde eu estiver
    Eu sei muito bem o que ele quis dizer
    Meu pai, eu me lembro, não me deixa esquecer
    Ele disse
    "Marvin, a vida é pra valer
    Eu fiz o meu melhor
    E o seu destino eu sei de cor"

    E então um dia uma forte chuva veio
    E acabou com o trabalho de um ano inteiro
    E aos treze anos de idade eu sentia
    todo o peso do mundo em minhas costas
    Eu queria jogar mas perdi a aposta

    Trabalhava feito um burro nos campos
    Só via carne se roubasse um frango
    Meu pai cuidava de toda a família
    Sem perceber segui a mesma trilha
    Toda noite minha mãe orava
    "Deus, era em nome da fome
    que eu roubava"

    Dez anos passaram, cresceram
    meus irmãos
    E os anjos levaram minha mãe
    pelas mãos
    Chorei, meu pai disse: "Boa sorte"
    Com a mão no meu ombro
    Em seu leito de morte

    "Marvin, agora é só você
    E não vai adiantar
    Chorar vai me fazer sofrer
    Marvin, a vida é pra valer
    Eu fiz o meu melhor
    E o seu destino eu sei de cor"



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    Monsieur William
    Composer(s): Jean-Roger Caussimon; Léo Ferré
    Performer(s): Léo Ferré



    C'était vraiment un employé modèle Monsieur William
    Toujours exact et toujours plein de zèle Monsieur William
    Il arriva jusqu'à la quarantaine sans fredaine
    Sans le moindre petit drame mais un beau soir du mois d'août
    il faisait si beau il faisait si doux
    Que Monsieur William s'en alla flâner droit devant lui au hasard et voila!
    Monsieur William vous manquez de tenue
    qu'alliez-vous faire dans la treizième avenue
    Il rencontra une fille bien jeunette Monsieur William
    Il lui paya un bouquet de violettes Monsieur William
    Il l'entraîna à l'hôtel de la pègre mais un nègre a voulu prendre la femme
    Monsieur William.hors de lui, lui a donné des coups de parapluie
    Oui mais le nègre dans le noir lui a coupé le cou en deux coups de rasoir
    Eh! William vous manquez de tenue mon vieux!
    qu'alliez-vous faire dans la treizième avenue
    Il a senti que c'est irrémédiable Monsieur William
    Il entendit déjà crier le diable Monsieur William
    Aux alentours il n'y avait personne qu'un trombone
    Chantant la peine des âmes un aveugle en gémissant
    Sans le savoir a marché dans le sang puis dans la nuit a disparu
    C'était p't'être le destin qui marchait dans les rues
    Monsieur William vous manquez de tenue!
    Vous êtes mort dans la treizième avenue



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    Nous Sommes Tous Morts À Vingt Ans
    ((Spanish Version: Todos Moimos A Los Veinte (Dalida))
    Composer(s): Serge Balasko - Daniel Faure
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Nous sommes tous morts à vingt ans
    En effeuillant la fleur de l'âge
    Pendu à l'arbre du printemps
    Dans le plus beau des paysages
    La terre tourne pour les enfants
    Ceux qui grandissent tant pis pour eux
    Il vont grossir le régiment
    Des fonctionnaires de l'ennuyeux

    Avec des jours qui se ressembles
    Des habitudes et des grimaces
    Et des migraines des mains qui tremblent
    De ride en ride de glace en glace

    Nous sommes tous morts à vingt ans
    En effeuillant la fleur malade
    D'un idéale agonisant
    Au printemps d'une barricade
    Moi qui déteste tant la guerre
    Il m'arrive parfois d'envier
    L'enfant mort pour un coin de terre
    Sans avoir le temps de crier

    Sans voir la tristesse sourire
    Sans écouter l'oiseau mentir
    Vingt ans c'est pour apprendre à vivre
    Le reste pour apprendre à mourir

    Nous sommes tous morts à vingt ans
    En effeuillant la fleur du rêve
    Dans une gare ou sur un banc
    Ou le premier amour s'achève

    Pourquoi prolonger sa jeunesse
    Pourquoi jouer à être encore
    L'amour est mort et la tendresse
    C'est suicidé de corps en corps

    Nous sommes tous des revenants
    D'un certain sexe d'un certain âge
    Avec des mots pour sentiments
    Avec des masques pour visages

    Nous sommes tous morts à vingt ans
    En effeuillant la fleur de l'âge
    Pendu à l'arbre du printemps
    Dans le plus beau des paysages

    La la la la la la la la
    La la li la la la la la la
    La la li la la la la la...

    Nous sommes tous morts à vingt ans



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    17-08-1971
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    Lullaby Of Birdland
    (French Version: Légende Du Pays Aux Oiseaux "Lola" (Les Blue Stars) - 1955))
    Composer(s): George Shearing - George David Weiss
    First release by: The George Shearing Quintet - 1952
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Lullaby of Birdland, that's what I
    Always hear, when you sigh
    Never in my wordland could there be words to reveal
    In a phrase, how I feel

    Have you ever heard two turtle doves
    Bill and coo when they love?
    That's the kind of magic music we get from our lips
    When we kiss

    And there's a weepy old willow
    He really knows how to cry
    That's how I'd cry in my pillow
    If you should tell me farewell and goodbye

    Lullaby of birdland whisper low
    Kiss me sweet, then we'll go
    Flying high in birdland, high in the sky up above
    All because we're in love

    Have you ever heard two turtle doves
    Bill and coo when they love?
    That's the kind of magic music we get from our lips
    When we kiss

    And there's a weepy old willow
    He really knows how to cry
    That's how I'd cry in my pillow
    If you should tell me farewell and goodbye

    Lullaby of birdland, whisper low
    Kiss me sweet, then we'll go
    Flying high in birdland, high in the sky up above
    And it's all because we're in love



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    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    Composer(s): Léo Ferré
    Performer(s): Léo Ferré



    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    Vous enseignez la charité
    Bien ordonnée
    Dans vos châteaux en Italie
    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    La charité, c'est très gentil
    Mais qu'est-ce que c'est?
    Expliquez-moi

    Pendant c'temps-là moi j'vis à Aubervilliers
    C'est un p'tit coin perdu au bout d'la misère
    Où l'on n'a pas tell'ment d'questions à s'poser
    Pour briffer faut bosser mon p'tit père

    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    L'oiseau blessé que chaque jour
    Vous consommez
    Etait d'une race maudite
    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    Entre nous dites, rappelez-vous
    Y a pas longtemps
    Vous vous taisiez

    Pendant c'temps-là moi j'vivais à Aubervilliers
    Ça n'était pas l'époque à dir' des rosaires
    Y avait des tas d'questions qu'il fallait s'poser
    Pour durer faut lutter mon p'tit père

    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    Si vous partez un beau matin
    Les pieds devant
    Pour vos châteaux en paradis
    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    Le paradis, c'est p't-êt' joli
    Priez pour moi
    Moi j'ai pas l'temps

    Car je vivrai toujours à Aubervilliers
    Avec deux bras noués autour d'ma misère
    On n'aura plus tell'ment d'questions à s'poser
    Dans la vie faut s'aimer mon p'tit père

    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    Si j'enseignais la charité
    Bien ordonnée
    Dans mes châteaux d'Aubervilliers
    Monsieur Tout-Blanc
    Ça n'est pas vous qu'j'irais trouver
    Pour m'indiquer
    C'qu'il faut donner



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    16-08-1971
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    Légende Du Pays Aux Oiseaux "Lola"
    ((Adapted from: Lullaby Of Birdland (The George Shearing Quintet) - 1952))
    Composer(s): George Shearing - George David Weiss - Jean Constantin
    Performer(s): Les Blue Stars - 1955



    Lola
    Ou la légende du pays aux oiseaux

    Quand elle s'ennuie dans sa mansarde
    Lola vient écouter
    Le murmure des fontaines qui bavardent
    À travers les prés et les rosées

    Elles lui racontent la légende
    Du pays aux oiseaux
    Et pour mieux l'entendre
    Lola se penche à l'ombre des roseaux

    C'est l'histoire fabuleuse
    Où des oiseaux par milliers
    D'une île miraculeuse
    S'envolent éparpillés
    Dispersés

    Et promènent au vent dans le sillage
    De leurs ailes voyageuses
    Des millions de plumes dans un nuage
    De caresses ... de caresses amoureuses

    Au pied d'un rocher Lola se couche
    Eblouie près de l'eau
    Pour entendre encore dans le chant des sources
    Le murmure des ruisseaux

    [Qui parcourent des plaines et des landes
    De palais en châteaux
    Pour lui répéter tout bas la légende
    Du pays aux oiseaux]

    Et sur sa robe éclatante
    Dans ce jardin enchanté
    Lola s'endort frissonnante
    À la fraîcheur d'une allée
    Parfumée

    Et grisée de l'odeur des fougères
    Elle rêve à celui
    Qui transformera pour elle les volières
    En baisers



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