Donderdag 13 maart 1975
From The Underworld
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From The Underworld
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Woensdag 12 maart 1975
The Last One To Be Loved
The Last One To Be Loved
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David
Performer(s): Dionne Warwick
and multiple other artists
And now you're here
My lonely days are through
Oh I'm so glad
That I saved my love for you
I'm the last one to be loved
I'm the last one to be loved
Woensdag 12 maart 1975
Het Geluid Van Stilte
Het Geluid Van Stilte
((Adapted from: The Sound Of Silence (Simon and Garfunkel) - 1964))
Composer(s): Paul Simon - Lennaert Nijgh
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot - 1965
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - La Voix Du Silence (Marie Laforêt)
1966 - La Tua Immagine (Mike Liddell & Gli Atomi)
1975 - Il Suono Del Silenzio (Adriano Pappalardo)
1982 - Chanson D'innocence (Gérard Lenorman)
Luister duisternis, mijn vriend
Waaraan heb ik het verdiend
Dat ik telkens in mijn dromen
Dezelfde angst moet tegen komen
En het visioen dat mij bedreigd
En 'k iedere nacht weer verwacht
Met het geluid van stilte
In iedere droom loop ik alleen
Door straten zonder einde heen
Onder een kille straatlantaren
Sta 'k in de donkere nacht te staren
Tot ik verblind wordt door een flits in mijn gezicht
Neonlicht
En ik hoor 't geluid van stilte
En dan zie ik telkens weer
Tienduizend mensen, misschien meer
Zonder iets te zeggen fluisteren
Horen maar naar niemand luisteren
Luidjes schrijven die geen sterveling zingen wil
Het blijft stil
Ik hoor alleen de stilte
Vreemd dat ik het nu pas weet
Dat stilte in mijn hersens vreet
Zijn mijn woorden niet te horen
Gaan mijn gebaren soms verloren
Want mijn woorden vallen als de regen stil
Zonder wil
Echo van niets dan stilte
En men is bang van elk gebod
Van de hoge neongod
En aan alle kanten preken
Lichtreclames als een teken
Dat de woorden van profeten op de schuttingen staan
Als vermaan
Er rest alleen de stilte...
Woensdag 12 maart 1975
From The Plains To Mexico
From The Plains To Mexico
Composer(s): The Residents
Performer(s): The Residents
We were lyin' on the prairie
on Slaughter's ranch one night
With our heads upon our saddles, and a campfire burnin' bright
Soon we fell to talkin' of distant friends so dear
When a boy raised up his saddle, and he wiped (brushed) away a tear
Oh, I fell in love with a neighbor girl, her cheeks were soft and white
Another feller loved her too, and it ended in a fight
Oh it makes me shake and shudder to think of that awful night
When Tom and I began to fight, and I stabbed him with my knife
I fell down on my knees and tried to stop the blood
That came out from his side all spurtin'
Like some bright red crimson flood
And now when I am sleepin' I hear him softly say
Oh Bob, I know your sorry, but I've gone to a better place
And yes, I guess I believe it, but I just can't let him go
His dyin' eyes are with me, from the plains to Mexico
Dinsdag 11 maart 1975
The Last Old Shovel
The Last Old Shovel
Composer(s): Jim Scott
Performer(s): The Louvin Brothers
and multiple other artists
They buried her on the side of the mountain
There my darling sleeps in the ground
I stayed by her side 'til they covered her over
And the last old shovel was laid down
Till the last old shovel was laid down, laid down
Till the last old shovel was laid down
I stayed by her side and I cried and I cried
When the last old shovel was laid down
I think of her when it's stormy and raining
In that mountain far away
I long to be laid by her side on that mountain
There'll be rest for me on that day
There'll be rest for me on that day, that day
There'll be rest for me on that day
I long to be laid by her side on that mountain
On that mountain far away
Oh bury me where my true love is sleeping
Where she lies in that lonesome ground
I'll find sweet rest by the side of my darling
When the last old shovel is laid down
When the last old shovel is laid down, laid down
When the last old shovel is laid down
I'll find sweet rest by the side of my darling
When the last old shovel is laid down
Dinsdag 11 maart 1975
La Voix Du Silence
La Voix Du Silence ((aka Chanson D'innocence (Gérard Lenorman) - 1982))
((Adapted from: The Sound Of Silence (Simon and Garfunkel) - 1964))
Composer(s): Paul Simon - Pierre Saka - Laure Gineal
Performer(s): Marie Laforêt - 1966
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - Het Geluid Van Stilte (Boudewijn de Groot)
1966 - La Tua Immagine (Mike Liddell & Gli Atomi)
1975 - Il Suono Del Silenzio (Adriano Pappalardo)
Autrefois, je ne savais pas
Qu'il est des mots qu'on n'entend pas
Mais un soir une ombre est venue
Qui m'a dit: "Écoute un peu plus
Une voix te parle aux mots inconnus
Entends-tu
La voix du silence?"
Je m'en suis allé promener
Les peupliers se sont penchés
Pour me raconter des histoires
Qu'ils étaient les seuls à savoir
Et le vent et la mer
Doucement me parlaient
J'entendais
La voix du silence
Et depuis j'ai vu des gens
Qui jetaient des mots à tous vents
Et qui discouraient sans parler
Qui entendaient sans écouter
En proposant des chants connus
Que nulle voix n'a jamais repris
Et leurs cris
Couvrent la voix du silence
Les hommes ne voient plus les fleurs
Ils en ont pris des rides au coeur
Ils espèrent en faisant du bruit
Meubler le vide de leur vie
Et même au ton, sans un bruit
En gouttes de rosée
Étouffées
Etouffées comme la voix du silence
Toi tu dors à mon côté
Et je n'ose pas parler
De peur que mes mots se confondent
Avec le bruit que fait le Monde
Mais je t'aime tant
Qu'un jour enfin tu comprendras
Tu m'entendras
Dire les mots du silence
Dinsdag 11 maart 1975
From The Morning
From The Morning
Composer(s): Nick Drake
Performer(s): Nick Drake; Scott T. Appel;
Mike Dumovich; Sweetbird
A day once dawned, and it was beautiful
A day once dawned from the ground
Then the night she fell
And the air was beautiful
The night she fell all around
So look see the days
The endless coloured ways
And go play the game that you learnt
From the morning
And now we rise
And we are everywhere
And now we rise from the ground
And see she flies
And she is everywhere
See she flies all around
So look see the sights
The endless summer nights
And go play the game that you learnt
From the morning
Maandag 10 maart 1975
The Last Of The Teenage Idols
The Last Of The Teenage Idols
Composer(s): Alistair Cleminson - Alex Harvey - Hugh McKenna
Performer(s): The Sensational Alex Harvey Band
You can call me the sheik of tomorrow
sleeping on the burning sand
You can call me the king of the cowboys
cause everybody shakes my hand
You can call me the soft shoe banana
You can peel away my skin
You can call me The Last of The Teenage Idols
You can hang me in the morning
Sell my ball and chain
You can sink me in the ocean
and I'll swim back home again
You can make love to my secretary
You can steal my money too
You can call me the last of the big time spenders... aahh
Grab your partners come inside
Outside there's no place to hide
Tell your story to the man next door
He has heard it many times before
Stayin' out late to play that thing
Ah, do that diddy dah dah a ding ding ding
Hold my hand, here we go, come on baby don't be slow
'Cause I'm The Last of the Teenage Idols!
The Last of the Teenage Idols!
Sixteen ducks, only one drake
All flocked together in the middle of the lake
They all had boats and row-a-thon
A big sand castle at the bottom of the moat
Rock three, who, me?
I wouldn't be at all surprised
Hold tight, all night, keeping me satisfied
A big fat mama on her hands and knees
Cryin' out baby, baby please, please, please
I gotta keep going. I can't keep still
I gotta get to the top of the hill
Ok, Alright, I wanna stay out late tonight
Hold my hand, don't be slow
Come on baby here we go
I'm the Last of the Teenage Idols
The Last of the Teenage Idols
The Last of the Teenage Idols
Last of the Teenage Idols
I'm the Last of the Teenage Idols
The Last...
Sha la la la, sha la la la, sha la la woh... ohhh...
I was the winner of the Teenage Idol competition
And I knew in my heart we would never part, mmm...
I was the winner of the Teenage Idol competition
And I knew, mmmm, uhh...
Maandag 10 maart 1975
Chanson D'innocence
Chanson D'innocence ((aka La Voix Du Silence (Marie Laforêt) - 1966))
((Adapted from: The Sound Of Silence (Simon and Garfunkel) - 1964))
Composer(s): Paul Simon - Didier Barbelivien
Performer(s): Gérard Lenorman - 1982
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - Het Geluid Van Stilte (Boudewijn de Groot)
1966 - La Tua Immagine (Mike Liddell & Gli Atomi)
1975 - Il Suono Del Silenzio (Adriano Pappalardo)
Elle disait faut pas toucher
Aux oiseaux dans les champs de blé
Je tuerai le chasseur qui les tuera
Je te tuerai même si c'était toi
Et la violence de ces paroles
De cette chanson d'innocence
Ça m'fait pleurer quand j'y pense
Catherine le monde as changé
Les chasseurs sont du bon coté
Pour les oiseaux y a plus grand-chose à faire
Il tuerons les pigeons au nucléaire
Les champs de blé de nos jeux d'enfance
Seront bientôt comme comme ce désert
Comment me taire quand j'y pense
Ils s'ont fiers de leurs bombardiers
De leurs soldats, de leurs idées
Y a des goulags pour ceux qui parlent trop
Y a des médailles pour jouer les héros
Y a pas une chanson qui peut faire
Changer les choses, non aucune chose
Ça m'fait chanter quand j'y pense
Les maîtres de la guerre sont là
Dieu est à leurs côtés tu vois
Ils se déguisent derrière leurs discours
Ils nous mentent un peu plus chaque jour
Quand les larmes et le sang
N'auront plus aucun sens
J'irais prier si j'y pense
Elle disait faut pas toucher
Aux oiseaux dans les champs de blé
Je tuerai le chasseur qui les tuera
Je te tuerai même si c'était toi
Je me demande si elle croit
Toujours en la violence
Ou si elle croit encore en l'amour
Ça m'fait douter quand j'y pense
Maandag 10 maart 1975
From The Heart
From The Heart
Composer(s): Carly Simon
Performer(s): Carly Simon
One of us slipped last night
And said "Darling"
There in the middle of the night
Between dream and sleep
Did you say it or did I
I don't know
But it interrupted the war
That's the way
These cold wars are
I love you we said
Or one of us did
And the other agreed
From the heart
One of us slipped last night
And said "Sorry"
There in the middle of the madness
Between the dark and the light
Who cares if all the doors had been closed
And no love had entered for days
Cold wars like these go up in a blaze
I love you we said
Or one of us did
And the other agreed
From the heart
Through the haze of the dream
The truth could come through
You can see that I'm still
Open to you
I love you
I love you we said from the heart
Zondag 9 maart 1975
The Last Mile Home
The Last Mile Home
Composer(s): Walter Kent - Walton Farrar
Performer(s): Doris Day
and multiple other artists
(The longest mile, the sweetest mile
The last mile home)
The longest mile is the last mile home
When you've been away
The dearest dreams are the dreams of home
When you've been away
You travel far over land and sea
Then one day it's as clear as can be
The sweetest mile you'll ever roam
Is the last mile home
(You can travel round the globe
And see a lot of things
From Mandalay to old Pompeii
To Paris in the spring)
But you'll only learn one thing
Yes, just one thing.
You travel far over land and sea
Then one day it's as clear as can be
The sweetest mile you'll ever roam
Is the last mile home
Zondag 9 maart 1975
Deux Escargots S'En Vont À l'Enterrement
Deux Escargots S'en Vont À l'Enterrement
Composer(s): Jacques Prévert - Joseph Kosma
Performer(s): Cora Vaucaire
À l'enterrement d'une feuille morte
Deux escargots s'en vont
Ils ont la coquille noire
Du crêpe autour des cornes
Ils s'en vont dans le soir
Un très beau soir d'automne
Hélas quand ils arrivent
C'est déjà le printemps
Les feuilles qui étaient mortes
Sont toutes ressuscitées
Et les deux escargots
Sont très désappointés
Mais voilà le soleil
Le soleil qui leur dit
Prenez prenez la peine
La peine de vous asseoir
Prenez un verre de bière
Si le cœur vous en dit
Prenez si ça vous plaît
L'autocar pour Paris
Il partira ce soir
Vous verrez du pays
Mais ne prenez pas le deuil
C'est moi qui vous le dis
ça noircit le blanc de l'œil
Et puis ça enlaidit
Les histoires de cercueils
C'est triste et pas joli
Reprenez vos couleurs
Les couleurs de la vie
Alors toutes les bêtes
Les arbres et les plantes
Se mettent à chanter
À chanter à tue-tête
La vraie chanson vivante
La chanson de l'été
Et tout le monde de boire
Tout le monde de trinquer
C'est un très joli soir
Un joli soir d'été
Et les deux escargots
S'en retournent chez eux
Ils s'en vont très émus
Ils s'en vont très heureux
Comme ils ont beaucoup bu
Ils titubent un p'tit peu
Mais là-haut dans le ciel
La lune veille sur eux
Zondag 9 maart 1975
From The End Of The World
From The End Of The World
Composer(s): Jeff Lynne
Performer(s): Electric Light Orchestra
Oh you, you're so hard to get to
Oh you, you don't wanna play
You were no better before
I sent a letter before
I sent a dream to you last night
From the end of the world
Oh you, you keep me hangin' 'round and 'round
And 'round
Oh you, look at the trouble I've found
You were no better before
I sent a letter before
I sent a dream to you last night
From the end of the world
I saw you last night but you couldn't answer
You were a lonely little sidewalk dancer
When I woke up I could not stand it
You were gone but I got to hand it to you
Oh please if this is a game I wish someone would win
Oh please just let it fly to be upon the wind
You were no better before, I sent a letter before
I sent a dream to you baby last night
From the end of the world
Zaterdag 8 maart 1975
The Last Laugh
The Last Laugh
Performer(s): Mark Knopfler
Don't you love the sound
Of the last laugh my friend
Don't you love the sound
Of the last laugh at the end
Down in the gutter with the mad old soldiers
Down in the scuppers with the drunken sailors
Down in the gutter with the mad old soldiers
But the last laugh, baby is yours
And don't you love the sound
Of the last laugh going down
Games you thought you'd learned
You neither lost nor won
Dreams have crashed and burned
But you're still going on
Out on the highway with the road gang working
Up on the mountain with the cold wind blowing
Out on the highway with the road gang working
But the last laugh, baby is yours
And don't you love the sound
Of the last laugh going down
They had you crying but you came up smiling
They had you crawling and you came up flying
They had you crying and you came up smiling
And the last laugh, baby is yours
And don't you love the sound
Of the last laugh going down
Yeh don't you love the sound
Of the last laugh going down
Zaterdag 8 maart 1975
Chanson De Maglia
Chanson De Maglia
Composer(s): Victor Hugo - Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Serge Reggiani
Vous êtes bien belle
Et je suis bien laid
À vous la splendeur
De rayons baignés
À moi la poussière
À moi l'araignée
Vous êtes bien belle
Et je suis bien laid
Tu feras le jour
Je ferai la nuit
Je protègerai
Ta vitre qui tremble
Nous serons heureux
Nous serons ensemble
Tu feras le jour
Je ferai la nuit
Vous êtes bien belle
Et je suis bien laid
À vous la splendeur
De rayons baignés
À moi la poussière
À moi l'araignée
Vous êtes bien belle
Et je suis bien laid
Zaterdag 8 maart 1975
From The Candy Store On The Corner To The Chapel On The Hill
From The Candy Store On The Corner
To The Chapel On The Hill
Performer(s): Tony Bennett
From the candy store on the corner
to the chapel on the hill
Two young lovers are longing to go there and they dream someday they will
They dream someday they will, they dream someday they will
Walk hand in hand from the candy store to the chapel on the hill
Both their hearts are in tune with a love song
Every promise they make they mean
For true love is the treasure of treasures when you're only seventeen
At seventeen it's a thrill to dream someday you will
Walk hand in hand from the candy store to the chapel on the hill
Vrijdag 7 maart 1975
The Last Kiss
The Last Kiss
Composer(s): David Cassidy - Alan Tarney
Performer(s): David Cassidy
There were times all along
That I thought I was catching on
Now I see it was only
Time catching up with me
As you stand at the door
I know I've never wanted you more
Ther's just one thing before you turn
And you walk out on me
If this is the last kiss
If this is the last touch
If this is the last time
I can ever be holding you
If this is the last embrace
I can never forget your face
If this is the last kiss
I'll get used to it
I'll get through this somehow, someway
I won't stand in your way
I won't even begin to say
That you never looked better
Never looked so good to me
Though I've asked this before
I won't ever ask anything more
Just close your eyes and
Please do this for me
And
If this is the last kiss
If this is the last touch
If this is the last time
I can ever be holding you
If this is the last embrace
I can never forget your face
If this is the last kiss
I'll get used to it
I'll get through this somehow, someway
If you ever meet another
And he's not what you're looking for
Then don't surrender 'cause you might discover
There's somebody somewhere who's waiting for you
Remember the last kiss
Just remember the last touch
Remember the last time
I will ever be holding you
Just remember the last embrace
I can never forget your face
If this is the last kiss
Can't get used to it, won't get used to it, no how no, no way
Never get used to it no way
Vrijdag 7 maart 1975
Chanson De La Sorcière
Chanson De La Sorcière
Composer(s): Philippe Chatel
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy; Axelle Red
Je suis vêtue de robes noires
Je ne peux vivre que le soir
J'ai les ongles longs comme l'hiver
Et je fais peur : je suis sorcière
J'habite au château des fantômes
La cruauté, c'est mon royaume
De tous les diables de l'enfer
Je suis la mère, je suis sorcière
Mais j'ai cassé tous mes alambics
Pleins de ciguë, pleins d'arsenic
J'attends le prince charmant
J'attends le prince de sang
Qui viendra un jour me délivrer, me sauver
Je voudrais pour la première fois
Aimer quelqu'un d'autre que moi
Tous mes poisons, mes sortilèges
Un beau matin, m'ont pris au piège
J'ai peur de tout ce que j'ai fait
Du plaisir je passe au regret
Mais j'ai cassé tous mes alambics
Pleins de ciguë, pleins d'arsenic
J'attends le prince charmant
J'attends le prince de sang
Qui viendra un jour me délivrer, me sauver
Je voudrais pour la première fois
Aimer quelqu'un d'autre que moi
Mais pourquoi y a-t-il toujours la haine
Je voudrais qu'on me le dise un jour
"Sorcière, je t'aime" "Sorcière, je t'aime"
Mais chaque soir dans mon décor
J'ouvre le bal de mes remords
Je suis la reine solitaire
D'un pays de feu et de fer
Mais j'ai cassé tous mes alambics
Pleins de ciguë, pleins d'arsenic
J'attends le prince charmant
J'attends le prince de sang
Qui viendra un jour me délivrer, me sauver
Je voudrais pour la première fois
Aimer quelqu'un d'autre que moi
Vrijdag 7 maart 1975
From The Bottom Of My Heart (Frank Sinatra)
From The Bottom Of My Heart
Composer(s): Morty Berk;
Andy Gibson; Bill Hays; Harry James
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
and various other artists
From the bottom of my heart, I love you, what more can I say?
From the bottom of my heart I miss you, you're part of my day
My inspiration is you alone, to call my own, I love you, I love you
From the bottom of my heart I want you, it's you I adore
Every moment we're apart, I miss you, and darling what's more
I'd be on my way to heaven if you say I love you from the bottom of my heart
Donderdag 6 maart 1975
Last Goodbye
