Zaterdag 27 september 1975
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Vrijdag 26 september 1975
The Money Song
The Money Song
Composer(s): Harold Rome
Performer(s): Dean Martin & Jerry Lewis
If you got it you don't need it
If you need it you don't got it
You don't get shame on you
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Them that have it get more of it
Less they need it the more they love it
And it sticks to them like glue
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Ask the rich man he'll confess
Money can't buy happiness
Ask the poor man he don't doubt
But he'd rather be miserable with than without
If you spend it please be wiser
If you save it you're a miser
You don't want it you're cuckoo
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Jerry Lewis: La La Money
Dean Martin: Oh, shut up Jerry, what are you doing?
JL: I'm singing
DM: This is singing?
JL: Don't you like it?
DM: No I don't like it. You want to sing with me?
JL: Can I sing with you?
DM: Sure you can
JL: All right
DM: If I do not need it badly
JL: Folks will give it to you gladly
DM: But I need it
JL: Nuts to you
DM: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: If I am lucky and I make it
JL: You'll be frightened
DM: But who can take it
JL: The Internal Revenoooooooo
DM: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: Birds don't got it, still they sing
JL: Eating winds up on the wing
DM: Ideal lives some folks affirm
JL: So, okay, you're a bird, but suppose you're a worm
DM: It's a bad thing, oh yes very
JL: For the germs and sanitary
DM: Will you have some
JL: Oh, thank you
Both:
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: If I got it
JL: Who's got it?
DM: I don't need it
JL: But I need it
DM: If you need it
JL: And I need it
DM: You don't got it
JL: But I want it
DM: You can't get it, shame on you
JL: What can I do?
Both:
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: Them that have it
JL: Where'd they get it?
DM: Get more of it
JL: Can they keep it?
DM: The less they need it
JL: Who don't need it?
DM: The more they love it
JL: And how they love it
DM: And it sticks to them like glue
JL: Boo hoo
Both:
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Money, money we love you
Funny, funny, funny, what you can do
Vrijdag 26 september 1975
Un Africain À Paris
Un Africain À Paris
((Adapted from: Chirpy Chirpy, Cheep Cheep (Lally Stott) - 1970))
Composer(s): Lally Stott - Yves Dessca
Performer(s): Joe Harris - 1971
Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Erst Seh'n (Joe Harris)
1971 - Eerst Zien En Dan Geloven (Joe Harris)
1971 - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep (Finnish Version) (Koivistolaiset)
Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos)
J'ai pris le bateau (j'ai pris le bateau)
Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt)
Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos)
Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt)
À Paris!
Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos)
J'ai pris le bateau (j'ai pris le bateau)
Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt)
À Paris, à Paris!
J'en rêvais déjà quand je n'étais qu'un enfant
Oh oh oui, mais c'est loin de l'Afrique
Et pourtant je me sens un peu triste en m'en allant
Oh oh oui, car c'est loin de l'Afrique
Très loin pour un Africain!
Les Champs-Élysées (les Champs-Élysées)
L'île de la Cité (l'île de la Cité)
Je vais les trouver (je vais les trouver)
À Paris!
Dans quelques années (dans quelques années)
Fier et licencié (fier et licencié)
Je m'en reviendrai (je m'en reviendrai)
De Paris, de Paris!
J'en rêvais déjà quand je n'étais qu'un enfant
Oh oh oui, mais c'est loin de l'Afrique
Et pourtant je me sens un peu triste en m'en allant
Oh oh oui, car c'est loin de l'Afrique
Très loin pour un Africain!
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement
Oh oh oui, ton cœur est en Afrique
Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps
Oh oh oui, on n'oublie pas l'Afrique
Quand on est un Africain!
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement
Oh oh oui, ton cœur est en Afrique
Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps
Oh oh oui, on n'oublie pas l'Afrique
Quand on est un Africain
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement
Oh oh oui, ton cœur est en Afrique
Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps …
Vrijdag 26 september 1975
Red Hot Mama
Red Hot Mama
Composer(s): George Clinton;
Grace Cook; Eddie Hazel; Bernie Worrell
Performer(s): Funkadelic;
and various other artists
Red hot mama from Louisiana
Thumbin' her way to Savannah
She been cooped up too long
Red hot mama lookin' to the city
Taxi dancers and big time spenders
She's been groovin'
Red hot mama was gettin' down
Scoping the places where fun to be found
She was smokin'
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Red hot mama was really bad
She was badder than bad, bad as she want to be
Red hot mama was a real gas
Doin' it good and doing it fast
She was smokin'
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Donderdag 25 september 1975
The Mole In The Hole
The Mole In The Hole
The Southlanders
I'm not a bat or a rat or a cat
I'm not a gnu or a kangaroo
I'm not a goose or a moose on the loose
I am a mole and I live in a hole
I'm not a cow or a chow or a sow
I'm not a snake or a hake or a drake
I'm not a flea or a wee chimpanzee
I am a mole and I live in a hole
Yarg yarg, quarck quarck, fried boiled or roast
You're the slick chick I dig the most
I'm not a ram or a clam or a lamb
I'm not a hog or a frog or a dog
I'm not a bus or a hip-potomus
I am a mole and I live in a hole
Yarg yarg, quarck quarck, fried boiled or roast
You're the slick chick I dig the most
I'm not a ram or a clam or a lamb
I'm not a hog or a frog or a dog
I'm not a bus or a hip-potomus
I am a mole and I live in a hole
I am a mole and I live in a hole
Donderdag 25 september 1975
Eerst Zien En Dan Geloven
Eerst Zien En Dan Geloven
((Adapted from: Chirpy Chirpy, Cheep Cheep (Lally Stott) - 1970))
Composer(s): Lally Stott - Nelly Byl
Performer(s): Joe Harris - 1971
Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Un Africain À Paris (Joe Harris)
1971 - Erst Seh'n (Joe Harris)
1971 - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep (Finnish Version) (Koivistolaiset)
Meisjes zeggen gauw
(Meisjes zeggen gauw)
"'k Hou alleen van jou"
("'k Hou alleen van jou")
Maar vergeten gauw
(Maar vergeten gauw)
Veel veel te gauw
Meisjes zeggen gauw
(Meisjes zeggen gauw)
"'k Hou alleen van jou"
("'k Hou alleen van jou")
Maar vergeten gauw
(Maar vergeten gauw)
Veel veel te gauw
Veel veel te gauw
En dan die meisjes die de hemel beloven
Eerst zien en daarna geloven
De dag nadien zijn je illusies vervlogen
Eerst zien en daarna geloven
Nooit geloven zonder zien
Meisjes zeggen gauw
(Meisjes zeggen gauw)
"'k Hou alleen van jou"
("'k Hou alleen van jou")
Maar vergeten gauw
(Maar vergeten gauw)
Veel veel te gauw
Meisjes zeggen gauw:
(Meisjes zeggen gauw)
"'k Hou alleen van jou"
("'k Hou alleen van jou")
Maar vergeten gauw
(Maar vergeten gauw)
Veel veel te gauw
Veel veel te gauw
Heilige Thomas zei aan wie het wou horen:
"Eerst zien en daarna geloven
Wie me bedriegen zal, is nog niet geboren
Eerst zien en daarna geloven
Nooit geloven zonder zien"
Heilige Thomas zei aan wie het wou horen:
"Eerst zien en daarna geloven
Wie me bedriegen zal, is nog niet geboren
Eerst zien en daarna geloven
Nooit geloven zonder zien"
Heilige Thomas zei aan wie het wou horen:
"Eerst zien en daarna geloven
Wie me bedriegen zal, is nog niet geboren
Eerst zien en daarna geloven
Nooit geloven zonder zien"...
Donderdag 25 september 1975
Red Hot (Billy Emerson)
Red Hot
Composer(s): Billy Emerson
Performer(s): Billy "The Kid" Emerson;
and various other artists
My gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Yeah, my gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Well, she ain't got no money
But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, I got a gal, six feet four
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet out the door, but...
My gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Yeah, my gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Well, she ain't got no money
But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, she walks all night, talks all day
She's the kinda woman who'll have her way, but...
My gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Yeah, my gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Well, she ain't got no money
But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, she's the kinda woman who louds around
Spreadin' my business all over town, but...
My gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Yeah, my gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Well, she ain't got no money
But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, she's a one man's woman, that's what I like
But I wish she wasn't gonna change her mind everynight, but...
My gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Yeah, my gal is red hot
(Your gal ain't doodly-squat)
Well, she ain't got no money
But man, she's a-really got a lot
Woensdag 24 september 1975
The Modern World
The Modern World
Composer(s): Paul Weller
First release by: The Jam - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists
This is a modern world, this is the modern world
What kind of a fool do you think I am?
You think I know nothing of the modern world
All my life has been the same
I've learned to live by hate and pain
It's my inspiration drive
I've learned more than you'll ever know
Even at school I felt quite sure
That one day I would be on top
And I'd look down upon the map
The teachers who said I'd be nothing
This is the modern world that I've learnt about
This is the modern world, we don't need no one
To tell us what's right or wrong
This is the modern world
Say what you like 'cause I don't care
I know where I am, and going too
It's somewhere I won't preview
Don't have to explain myself to you
I don't give two fucks about your review
This is the modern world that I've learnt about
This is the modern world, we don't need no one
To tell us what's right or wrong
The modern world this is, this is, this is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Hey... we don't need no one, to tell us what's right or wrong
This is the modern world, this is the modern world
Woensdag 24 september 1975
Chirpin' The Blues
Chirpin' The Blues
Composer(s): Alberta Hunter
Performer(s): Alberta Hunter; Fletcher Henderson; Lena Wilson
I woke up this mornin', heard somebody calling me
I woke up this mornin', heard somebody calling me
My man had packed his grip, said he was leaving for Tennessee
Bad luck and trouble, looks like they're on me to stay
Bad luck and trouble, looks like they're on me to stay
But good luck is old fortune, and it's bound to fall my way
Lord I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
I said I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
It takes a worried woman to trust this worried song
If the blues where whiskey, I'd stay drunk all the time
If the blues where whiskey, I'd stay drunk all the time
Till the man I love would ease my troubled mind
Woensdag 24 september 1975
Red Hot (Mary Wilson)
Red Hot
Composer(s): Frank Busey; John Duarte
Performer(s): Mary Wilson
Ow! Red hot
This feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
Red hot
The feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
If you find yourself at home
Sitting all alone
With nothing, with nothing to do
Just pick up the phone
And I'll be here at home
Waiting, waiting to hear from you
This feeling is red hot
Too hot to stop
This feeling is red hot
Too hot to stop
Anytime at all
Don't be afraid to call
And baby, I'll coming running back to you
Now I said anytime at all
Don't be afraid to call
And baby, I'll coming running back to you
Red hot
The feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
Red hot
The feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
This feeling is red hot
Too hot to stop
This feeling is red hot
Too hot to stop
Anytime at all, now honey
Don't be afraid to call, sugar
And baby, I'll come running on back to you
Now listen to this, boy
BEechwood 6-5789
Now you can call me any ole time
'Cause baby, I'll come running back to you
Anytime at all, now honey
Don't be afraid to call, a-sugar
A-baby, I'll come running back to you
Red hot
The feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
Anytime at all
Don't be afraid to call I'll come running running
Running running back to you
Beechwood 6-5789
You can call me any ole time
'Cause baby I'll come running back to you
Red hot
Feeling red hot
This feeling is red hot (baby) just for
This feeling is red hot
Feeling red hot
This feeling is red hot (sugar) just for you
(This feeling is) red hot
Feeling red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
Rock me baby, rock me, rock me
Anytime at all
Don't be afraid to call
I'll come running running
Running running back to you
Repeat chorus
Dinsdag 23 september 1975
The Modern Day
The Modern Day
Composer(s): Mick Jones
Performer(s): Foreigner
I stand up for my pride
I don't wanna be just like anyone
In this world I cannot hide
I must finish what I have begun
That's the way I play
In the modern day
'Cause I wanna stay
In the modern day
Got a picture in my mind
Of the way that I wanna be
So I search until I find
The power inside of me
It's another phase
Of the modern day
Gotta face up to this life
Can't let it get the best of me
So I make a sacrifice
If that's the way it has to be
I'm doin' what I feel is right
I'm ready if I need to fight
In the modern way
In the modern day
Gotta face up to this life
Can't let it get the best of me
If I make a sacrifice
That's the way it has to be
Like a motor in overdrive
I feel good and I feel alive
I got no need to beg or borrow
Got a shortcut to tomorrow
And I'm on my way
To the modern day
Got a lot to say
In the modern day
'Cause I need to stay
In the modern day
In the modern day
Dinsdag 23 september 1975
Chiquitita (Dis-Moi Pourquoi)
Chiquitita (Dis-Moi Pourquoi)
((Adapted from: Chiquitita (ABBA) - 1979))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus - Alain Boublil
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1984
Chiquitita dis-moi pourquoi
Quand la vie est triste à pleurer
Tu gardes au fond de toi
Tant de larmes et tant de secrets
C'est l'automne d'un premier amour
Mais l'amour tu sais n'y est pour rien
Il y a toujours
Un nouveau printemps qui revient
Chiquitita je sais trop bien
La blessure d'un premier chagrin
Fait mal très longtemps
Mais tout passe avec le temps
Et le temps dépasse
Et remet l'amour à sa place
Chiquitita je sais comme toi
Le premier bonheur qui s'en va
Fait mal très longtemps
Mais tu vas chanter encore
Et chanter plus fort
Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chiquitita ferme les yeux
Mets ta tête au creux de mes bras
Là tu vas t'endormir
Tout comme autrefois
On n'oublie pas mais tu verras
Tu vas retrouver ton sourire
Demain tu voleras
Dans le ciel de ton avenir
Chiquitita je sais trop bien
La blessure d'un premier chagrin
Fait mal très longtemps
Mais tout passe avec le temps
Et le temps dépasse
Et remet l'amour à sa place
Chiquitita je sais comme toi
Le premier bonheur qui s'en va
Fait mal très longtemps
Mais tu vas chanter encore
Et chanter plus fort
Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chanter fort
Et chanter encore
Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chanter fort
Et chanter encore
Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Dinsdag 23 september 1975
Red Bird
Red Bird
Composer(s): Leadbelly
Performer(s): Leadbelly;
Arlo Guthrie; Pete Seeger
Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird soon in the morning
Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird soon in the morning
Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning
Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning?
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning?
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning?
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning?
Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning
Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning
Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning
Maandag 22 september 1975
The Modern Adventures Of Plato, Diogenes And Freud
The Modern Adventures Of Plato, Diogenes And Freud
Composer(s): Al Kooper
Performer(s): Blood, Sweat & Tears
Father of my morning
Once my child to the night
I see that you have minds to cop
And I can only watch the sickened sorrow
Little do you know
of the progressions that you teach
the people that you reach are tired
of livin' in a world of elastic towers
dance with them and sing a song of changes
and talk with them of life and all its dangers
surround yourself with now familiar strangers
who kiss and who hug and eventually mug you of your time
And the clock on the wall is a bore
as you wander past the door
and find him lying on the floor
as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
You cannot ever picture me
you know me by my thoughts
A file for your travelogue
oblivious to the night, the fog around you
The germs they are rediculous
they bother you at night
the blood that rushes to your brain
the ticket on the plane you're never catching
the price you pay exclusive of your taxes
to chop you up inside with tiny axes
the girl looks up to you from floors she waxes
and speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes
and the clock on the wall is a bore
as you wander past the door
and find him lying on the floor
as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
The metaphysic wrinkles in the face of what you face
Are hidden by the fake-up man
who lives inside the sterno can beside you
Now climb ye to the mountains
as the sun is almost gone
escaping from your other selves
your brothers hide among the shelves inside you
the games that people play can only bore you
but only those that know you don't ignore you
how many times have I come there to restore you
And caught you lying on the couch with father time
and the clock on the wall is a bore
as you wander past the door
and find him lying on the floor
as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
Maandag 22 september 1975
Chiquitita
Chiquitita
((French Version: Chiquitita (Dis-Moi Pourquoi) (Nana Mouskouri) - 1984))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus
First release by: ABBA - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong
You're enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
I'm a shoulder you can cry on
Your best friend, I'm the one you must rely on
You were always sure of yourself
Now I see you've broken a feather
I hope we can patch it up together
Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving
You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
So the walls came tumbling down
And your love's a blown out candle
All is gone and it seems too hard to handle
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
There is no way you can deny it
I see that you're oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving
You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Maandag 22 september 1975
Recuerdos Del Portezuelo
Recuerdos Del Portezuelo
Performer(s): Atahualpa Yupanqui
En esas mañanitas de la quebrada
yo bajaba la cuesta como si nada
y en un marchao parejo de no cansarse
me iba pidienda riendas mi mula parda
Al pasar por el rancho del Portezuelo
salían a mirarme sus ojos negros
Nunca le dije nada pero ¡qué lindo!
y de feliz yo daba mi copla al viento
"Parezco mucho y soy poco
esperemos y esperemos
pa'cuando salga de pobre
viditay conversaremos"
Los vientos y los años me arriaron lejos
lo que ayer fue esperanza hoy es recuerdo
Me gusta arrinconarme de vez en cuando
a pensar en la moza del Portezuelo
¿ Qué mirarán sus ojos en estos tiempos?
Mi corazón, paisano, quedó con ellos ...
Nunca le dije nada, pero ¡ qué lindo!
sólo tengo la copla pa'mi consuelo
"Parezco mucho y soy poco
etc."
¿ Dónde estará la moza del Portezuelo?
¿ Están tristes o alegres sus ojos negros?
Nunca le dije nada, pero ¡ qué lindo!
siento un dulzor amargo cuando me acuerdo
Zondag 21 september 1975
The Miracle Song
The Miracle Song
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka
Performer(s): Neil Sedaka
All my life I've been a kind of lonely man
Searching high and low, looking for my way
Then all at once I saw you right in front of me
I knew right then and there, my lonely days were through
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun
And now I know, my life has just begun
You are the sweetest thing that could ever, ever be
And you're a miracle to me
You fill my life with tenderness and harmony
I never thought that I'd be laughing once again
You fill the room with something warm and wonderful
I can't imagine life without your precious love
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun
And now I know, my life has just begun
You are the sweetest thing that could ever, ever be
And you're a miracle to me
Rivers bend, rivers flow 'til the end of time
They keep flowin' through eternity
Take me there, sail away, take me to the sea
You're a river that flows inside of me
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun
And now I know, my life has just begun
You are the sweetest thing that I could ever, ever see
And you're a miracle to me
Zondag 21 september 1975
Chip Chip
Chip Chip
Composer(s): Jeff Barry - Clifford Crawford - Arthur Resnick
Performer(s): Gene McDaniels
and multiple other artists
From-a one little kiss and a lotta lovin' you build a big mansion of love
High on a hill of happiness with some-a-one that you've been dreamin' of
You build a wall around with a lotta lovin', all around your mansion of love
Then one day you hear a strange little sound, tryin' to tear your mansion down
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, chip, chip, you tell a little lie
Chip, chip, you make your baby cry
Chip, chip, you cheat a little bit
Chip, chip, you quarrel over it
Oh oh oh one day you're gonna discover
One little wrong leads to another
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love
Ah-one little spark when it starts to glowin' can warm a big mansion of love
One little wrong brings on the gloom, puts a chill in-a every room
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, chip, chip, you tell a little lie
Chip, chip, you make your baby cry
Chip, chip, you cheat a little bit
Chip, chip, you quarrel over it
Oh oh oh one day you're gonna discover
One little wrong leads to another
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away
Chippin' at your mansion of love
Zondag 21 september 1975
Recuerdos De Ipacaraí
Recuerdos De Ipacaraí
Composer(s): Zulema de Mirkin - Demetrio Ortiz
Performer(s): Javier Solis
and multiple other artists
Una noche tibia nos conocimos
junto al lago azul de Ipacaraí
Tú cantabas triste por el camino
viejas melodías en guaraní
Y con el embrujo de tus canciones
iba renaciendo tu amor en mí
Y en la noche hermosa de plenilunio
de tu blanca mano sentí el calor
y con tus ojazos me dio el amor
Dónde estás ahora cuñataí
que tu suave canto no llega a mí
Dónde estás ahora, mi ser te añora con frenesí
Todo te recuerda mi dulce amor junto al lago azul de Ipacaraí
todo te recuerda, mi voz te llama cuñataí
Y en la noche hermosa de plenilunio
de tu blanca mano sentí el calor
y con tus ojazos me dio el amor
Dónde estás ahora cuñataí
que tu suave canto no llega a mí
Dónde estás ahora, mi ser te añora con frenesí
Todo te recuerda mi dulce amor junto al lago azul de Ipacaraí
todo te recuerda, mi voz te llama cuñataí
Zaterdag 20 september 1975
The Minute You're Gone
