Donderdag 31 juli 1969
7 E 40
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7 E 40
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Woensdag 30 juli 1969
Marisol Giraud
Marisol Giraud
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Marisol Giraud
Marisol "de yo" y de todo lo que amó
en el velador
Marisol Giraud
Marisol soy yo, el que descubrió
que eres lluvia, que eres tierra y yo la rama
que en el árbol no creció, al mar o al sol
Marisol Giraud
Marisol Giraud
tu luz me ha dejado de alumbrar
y yo te busco en la luz del camarín
Marisol Giraud
tu luz me ha dejado de alumbrar
y yo te busco en la luz del camarín
sin oír tu voz
Marisol soy yo
el que descubrió
que eres lluvia que eres tierra y yo la rama
que en al árbol no creció
al mar o al sol
Marisol Giraud...
Marisol Giraud
tu luz me ha dejado de alumbrar
y yo te busco en la luz del camarín
Marisol Giraud .....
Tu luz me ha dejado de alumbrar
Y yo te busco en la luz del camarín
sin oír tu voz
Woensdag 30 juli 1969
7 Rooms Of Gloom
7 Rooms Of Gloom
Composer(s): Brian Holland;
Lamont Dozier; Eddie Holland
Performer(s): The Four Tops;
Pat Benatar; Blondie
I see a house, a house of stone
(Seven rooms)
A lonely house 'cause now you've gone
(Filled with gloom)
Seven rooms, that's all it is, seven rooms of gloom
(Just seven rooms of gloom)
I live with emptiness
(Filled with emptiness)
Without your tenderness
You took the dream I had for us
Turned my dreams into dust
I watch the phone never rings
I watch the door that never rings
Bring you back into my life
Turn this darkness into light
I'm all alone in this house
Turn this house into a home
I need your touch to comfort me
The tender, tender arms that once held me
Without your love, your love inside
This house is just a place to run and hide
Seven rooms, that's all it is - seven rooms of gloom
Rooms of emptiness
Without your tenderness
Don't make me live from day to day
Watching the clock that ticks away
Another day, another way
Another reason for me to stay
I need you here, here with me
I need your loving desperately
I'm all alone, all alone
In this house that's not a home
I miss your love I once had known
I miss your kiss that was my very, very own
Empty silence surrounding me
Lonely walls they stare at me
Seven rooms, that's all it is - rooms of gloom
I live with emptiness
Without your tenderness
All the windows are painted black
And wait right here until you come back
I'll keep waiting, waiting
Until your face again I see
Dinsdag 29 juli 1969
Mariposas
Mariposas
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Hoy viene a ser como la cuarta vez que espero
desde que sé que no vendrás más nunca
he vuelta a ser aquel caudal del aguacero
que hizo casi legal su abrazo a tu cintura
y tu apareces por mi ventana
suave y pequeña, con alas blancas
yo ni respiro pra que duermas
y no te vayas
Qué maneras más curiosas
de recordar tiene uno
Qué maneras más curiosas
Hoy recuerdo mariposas
que ayer sólo fueron humo
Mariposas, mariposas
que emergieron de lo oscuro
bailarinas silenciosas
Tu tiempo es ahora una mariposa
navecita blanca, delgada, nerviosa
Siglos atrás inundaron un segundo
debajo del cielo, encima del mundo
Así eras tú en aquella tarde, divertida
Así eras tú de furibunda compañera
Eras como esos días en que eres la vida
y todo lo que tocas se hace primavera
¡Ay mariposa!, tu eres el alma
de los guerreros que aman y cantan
y eres el nuevo ser que hoy se asoma
por mi garganta
Qué maneras más curiosas
de recordar tiene uno
Qué maneras más curiosas
Hoy recuerdo mariposas
que ayer sólo fueron humo
Mariposas, mariposas
que emergieron de lo oscuro
bailarinas silenciosas
Tu tiempo es ahora una mariposa
navecita blanca, delgada, nerviosa
Siglos atrás inundaron un segundo
debajo del cielo, encima del mundo
Dinsdag 29 juli 1969
7 Seconds
7 Seconds
Composer(s): Neneh Cherry;
Christine McVie; Youssou N'Dour;
Jonathan Sharp
Performer(s): Youssou N'Dour
Boul ma sene, boul
Ma guiss madi
re nga fokni mane
Khamouma li neka
thi sama souf ak thi guinaw
Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw
Mo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale
Roughneck and rudeness,
We should be using, on the ones who practice wicked charms
For the sword and the stone
Bad to the bone
Battle is not over
Even when it's won
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting
J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout,
J'aimerais qu'on oublie leur couleur pour qu'ils esperent
Beaucoup de sentiments de race qui font qu'ils desesperent
Je veux les portes grandements ouvertes,
Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie
Pour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas
Changer
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
And there's a million voices
And there's a million voices
To tell you what she should be thinking
So you better sober up for just a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
Maandag 28 juli 1969
Mariposa Tecknicolor
Mariposa Tecknicolor
Composer(s): Fito Paez
Performer(s): Fito Paez;
John Dennis; Nicho Hinojosa
Todas las mañanas que viví
todas las calles donde me escondí
el encantamiento de un amor, el sacrificio de mis padres
los zapatos de charol...
Los domingos en el club
sólo que Cristo sigue allí en la cruz
las columnas de la catedral
y la tribuna grita gol el lunes por la capital
Todos yiran y yiran
todos bajo el sol
se proyecta la vida
mariposa tecknicolor
Cada ves que me miras
cada sensación
se proyecta la vida
mariposa tecknicolor
Vi sus caras de resignación
los vi felices llenos de dolor
ellas cocinaban el arroz, el levantaba sus principios de
sútil emperador
todo al fin se sucedió, solo que el tiempo no los esperó
la melancolía de morir en este mundo
y de vivir sin una estúpida razón
Todos yiran y yiran
todos bajo el sol
se proyecta la vidav
mariposa tecknicolor
Cada ves que me miras
cada sensación
se proyecta la vida
mariposa tecknicolor
Yo te conozco de antes
desde antes del ayer
yo te conozco de antes
cuando me fui no me alejé...
llevo la voz cantante
llevo la luz del tren
llevo un destino errante
llevo tus marcas en mi piel
y hoy sólo te vuelvo a ver...
Maandag 28 juli 1969
70's Scenario
70's Scenario
Composer(s): Daryl Hall
Performer(s): Hall & Oates
In bed sittin’
and reading by the t.v. light
Stay away from the window,
thunder and lighting
And the rain,
the rain keeps fallin’ down
That’s something that hasn’t changed
Yeah, there’s something inside me,
it’s quiet when it rains
At the end of the rainbow, there ain’t no pot of gold
And the light in the morning, hardly ever shows
Ain’t no easy living, everybody knows
And it’s all around us ........
70’s scenario
She called me a prisoner, in a prison of the mass
She said acceptance from the future, is freedom from the past
And I laugh, and say that’s alright
Things really ain’t that tough
As long as I’m still able, to turn the t.v. off
At the end of the rainbow, there ain’t no pot of gold
And the light in the morning, hardly ever shows
Ain’t no reason living, everybody knows
And it’s all around us ........
70’s scenario
At the end of the rainbow, there ain’t no pot of gold
And the light in the morning, hardly ever shows
Ain’t no reason living, everybody knows
And it’s all around us ........
70’s scenario
Zondag 27 juli 1969
Marions-Les
Marions-Les
Composer(s): Robert Nyel; Gaby Verlor
Performer(s): Juliette Gréco
Dans les bras de celle qui dort
Qui dort enfin confiante et bête
Parce qu'elle croit que tu es son maître
Moi je sais bien que tu t'ennuies
Comme tu sais que je m'ennuie
Dans les bras de celui qui dort
Orgueilleux, confiant et bête
Tu sais bien que l'on s'aime encore
Alors ces deux qu'on n'aime pas
Qu'on aime un peu
Marions-les, marions-les
Je crois qu'ils se ressemblent
Marions-les, marions-les
Ils seront très heureux ensemble!
Ils nous offrent la guérison
D'être le salut de nos vies
De briser la mélancolie
À la source de leur amour
Mais que font-ils de notre amour
Ceux qui ont pris la succession?
Ils nous offrent que l'on oublie
C'est possible, on s'aime encore
Alors ces deux qu'on n'aime pas
Qu'on aime un peu
Marions-les, marions-les
Je crois qu'ils se ressemblent
Marions-les, marions-les
Ils seront très heureux ensemble!
Ell's nous font rire leurs colères
Wt leurs rires nous font pleurer
Et leurs peines nous indiffèrent
Marions-les, marions-les, marions-les
Mais nous deux
Rentrons chez nous
Zondag 27 juli 1969
720 In The Books
720 In The Books
Composer(s): Harold Adamson;
Jan Savitt; Johnny Watson
Performer(s): Mary Ann McCall;
and various other artists
When the rhythm gets to
rockin' on the swing side
And the cats condescend to lend an ear
When the beatniks start to gather 'round the ringside
There's a certain thing they always want to hear
Seven-twenty, seven-twenty in the books
What's the tune they like the best
When the jive becomes de-luxe
What's the number one request
Seven-twenty in the books
When the band begins to play
You should see the dirty looks
If the leader doesn't say
Seven-twenty in the books
It's something that you'll approve
Gets you right in the groove
To keep in step
You really gotta be hep
Just be like the kangaroo
Or the fishes in the brooks
Ev'rybody's jumpin' to
Seven-twenty in the books
(Instrumental Break)
It's something that you'll approve
Gets you out o' the groove
To keep in step
You really gotta be hep
Just be like the kangaroo
Or the fishes in the brooks
Ev'rybody's jumpin' to
Seven-twenty in the books
Seven-twenty
Seven-twenty
Seven-twenty
Let's keep jumpin' to seven-twenty in the books
Zaterdag 26 juli 1969
Marinette
Marinette
Italian Titles: La Milena; Marinetta
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Originally performed by: Georges Brassens
Covered by various other artists
Quand j'ai couru chanter ma p'tit' chanson pour Marinette
La belle, la traîtresse était allée à l'opéra
Avec ma p'tit' chanson, j'avais l'air d'un con, ma mère
Avec ma p'tit' chanson, j'avais l'air d'un con
Quand j'ai couru porter mon pot d'moutarde à Marinette
La belle, la traîtresse avait déjà fini d'dîner
Avec mon petit pot, j'avais l'air d'un con, ma mère
Avec mon petit pot, j'avais l'air d'un con
Quand j'offris pour étrenne un'bicyclette à Marinette
La belle, la traîtresse avait acheté une auto
Avec mon p'tit vélo, j'avais l'air d'un con, ma mère
Avec mon p'tit vélo, j'avais l'air d'un con
Quand j'ai couru tout chose au rendez-vous de Marinette
La bell' disait: "J't'adore" à un sal' typ' qui l'embrassait
Avec mon bouquet d'fleurs, j'avais l'air d'un con, ma mère
Avec mon bouquet d'fleurs, j'avais l'air d'un con
Quand j'ai couru brûler la p'tit' cervelle à Marinette
La belle était déjà morte d'un rhume mal placé
Avec mon revolver, j'avais l'air d'un con, ma mère
Avec mon revolver, j'avais l'air d'un con
Quand j'ai couru lugubre à l'enterr'ment de Marinette
La belle, la traîtresse était déjà ressuscitée
Avec ma p'tit' couronn', j'avais l'air d'un con, ma mère
Avec ma p'tit' couronn', j'avais l'air d'un con
Zaterdag 26 juli 1969
75 Septembers
75 Septembers
Composer(s): Cheryl Wheeler
Performer(s):
Peter, Paul & Mary; Cheryl Wheeler;
D.C. Anderson; Meadowlark
In the year of the yellow cab
In the shadow of the great world war
The third kid grandmom had
Came into this world
On a rolling farm in Maryland
When Wilson was the President
And summer blew her good-bye through the trees
A child of changing times
Growing up between the wars
The Fords rolled off the line
And bars all closed their doors
And I imagine you back then
With snap brim hat and farmer's tan
Where horses drew their wagons through the fields
chorus:
Now the fields are all four lanes
And the moon's not just a name
Are you more amazed at how things change
Or how they stay the same
And do you sit here on this porch and wonder
How the time flies by
Or does it seem to barely creep along
With 75 Septembers come and gone
Were the fields all gold and fawn
Was the spring house dark and cool
Did the rooster crow at dawn
When they got you up for school
And would you tell me once again
The tales of grandad's hired men
And how they drove the old road to town
Vrijdag 25 juli 1969
Marine's Hymn
Marine's Hymn
Composer(s): Jacques Offenbach
Performer(s): Henry C. Davis
From the Halls of Montezuma
To the Shores of Tripoli
We fight our country's battles
In the air, on land and sea
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean
We are proud to claim the title
of United States Marine
Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun
In the snow of far-off Northern lands
And in sunny tropic scenes
You will find us always on the job
The United States Marines
Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes
They will find the streets are guarded
By United States Marines
Vrijdag 25 juli 1969
77 Sunset Strip
77 Sunset Strip
From the TV Show "77 Sunset Strip"
Composer(s):
Mack David; Jerry Livingston
Performer(s):
Mundell Low; Warren Baker;
and various other artists
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
The street that wears a fancy label
That's glorified in song and fable
The most exciting people pass you by
Including a private eye
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
You'll meet the high brow and the hipster
The starlet and the phony tipster
You'll see most every kind of gal and guy
Including a private eye
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Donderdag 24 juli 1969
Marina (Polish Version)
Marina
Composer(s): Rocco Granata
Performer(s): Biesiadne
(Originally performed by: Rocco Granata)
Sluchajcie opowiesci o Marinie
Smarkula w calej okolicy slynie
Z jej ust nie schodzi usmiech czy wierzycie
Choc my ze zlosci rwiemy wlosy z glów
Ktos spoi osla winem - to Marina
Wybije wszystkie szyby - to Marina
Umaze maslem szyje - to Marina
Ach z ta dziewczyna klopot jest za dwóch
Marina, Marina, Marina
Nie spotkasz dziewczyny jak ta
Marina, Marina, Marina
Jest szybka i zwinna jak wiatr
Jesli nie ucieknie, zgrabnie sie wykreci
Zawsze ma najlepsze checi - o nie nie nie nie
Nawet kto na prosby, zwykle bywa gluchy
Tego ona jednak wzruszy - o nie nie nie nie
Marina, Marina, Marina
Po wielu latach mówia o Marinie
Ze pieknosc jej juz w calym kraju slynie
Choc nie przystepna jest jak zadna inna
To wszyscy chlopcy sie kochaja w niej
Matrony urodzily by Mariana
Na zawsze swe miasteczko opuscila
Niech lepiej jedzie chocby do Paryza
By wreszcie chlopcy chcieli zenic sie
Marina, Marina, Marina
Donderdag 24 juli 1969
78th Avenue
78th Avenue
Composer(s):
T. Hurts; C. Koerts; H. Ziech
Performer(s): Earth & Fire
Life started with you
Seven-eight avenue
The sun was just comin’ through
And brightened the morning dew
When will you ever return again?
Don’t let me down
‘Cause I’m sure, the summer
Will make us feel like new
It’s the only change that we can get together
Just me and you
On seven-eight avenue
On seven-eight avenue
On seven-eight avenue
Love took us away
Every summer night
The chasing crazy world of today
Was getting out of sight
When will you ever return again?
Woensdag 23 juli 1969
Marina (Italian Version)
Marina
Composer(s): Rocco Granata
Originally performed by: Rocco Granata
Covered by various other artists
Mi sono innamorato di Marina
una ragazza mora ma carina
ma lei non vuol saperne del mio amore
cosa faro' per conquistarle il cuor
Un girono l'ho incontrata sola sola
il cuotre mi batteva mille all'ora
Quando le dissi che la volevo amare
mi diede un bacio e l'amor sboccio'...
Marina, Marina, Marina
Ti voglio al piu' presto sposar
Marina, Marina, Marina
Ti voglio al piu' presto sposar
O mia bella mora
no non mi lasciare
non mi devi rovinare
oh, no, no, no, no, no...
Woensdag 23 juli 1969
8 Heures 20
8 Heures 20
Composer(s):
G. Aber; T. Powers; G. Fischoff
Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan
Toi qui t'en vas toujours
aux quatre coins du monde
À tes départs j'ai trop souvent
pleuré de ton retour
J'attends que l'ennui dans sa ronde s'arrête
À l'heure où je vais te trouver
À 8 heures 20
Je sais bien tu me reviendras demain oui
À 8 heures 20
Je vais te retrouver enfin demain
Oui, j'attends ton retour en rêvant
Et tous les gens qui comme moi souvent attendent
L'avion, le train qui leur ramènera un être aimé
Ma joie ils doivent la comprendre
Quand l'heure du retour enfin sonnera
À 8 heures 20
Je sais bien tu me reviendras demain oui
À 8 heures 20
Je vais te retrouver enfin demain
Oui, j'attends ton retour en rêvant
Pour ton retour j'attends que l'ennui dans sa ronde
S'arrête à l'heure où tu vas m'embrasser
À 8 heures 20
Je sais bien tu me reviendras demain oui
À 8 heures 20
Je vais te retrouver enfin demain
Oui, j'attends ton retour en rêvant
Dinsdag 22 juli 1969
Marina (German Version)
Marina
Composer(s): Rocco Granata
Originally performed by: Rocco Granata
Bei Tag und Nacht denk ich an dich Marina
du kleine zauberhafte Ballerina
Oh wärst du mein du süsse Caramia
aber du gehst ganz kalt an mir vorbei
Doch eines Tages traf ich sie im Mondschein
ich lud sie ein zu einem Glase Rotwein
und Liebling wie ich frage willst du mein sein
gab sie mir einen Kuss und das hiess ja
Marina, Marina, Marina
dein Chic und dein Charme der gefällt
Marina, Marina, Marina
du bist ja die Schönste der Welt
Wunderbares Mädchen
bald sind wir ein Pärchen
komm und lass mich nie alleine
Oh no, no, no, no, no.........
Dinsdag 22 juli 1969
80 Days
80 Days
Composer(s): John Helmer;
Steve Hogarth; Mark Kelly;
Ian Mosley; Steve Rothery;
Pete Trewavas
Performer(s): Marillion
Staring down from this high window
At the faces in the line
Cold from hours of waiting
How many people can you love?
When you're black and blue with bruises
From collisions on the road
The friction grind of traveling
This is the never ending show
All over the world in eighty days
Head in a blur of information
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
I do OK
But right now
All I want to do is
Get real
If that's allright with you
Woke up last night under the mountains
Driving from Zurich to Milan
I lay there listening to the echos
Thinking of Iceland and Japan
So many smiles So many faces
And my home so far away
I lose some of me in all these places
And I can't help the way I'm changed
All over the world in eighty days
Memories turn like magazine pages
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
But I can't escape it
Right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's allright with you
Right now
All I want to do
Somehow
Be myself with you
All over the world in eighty days
Alcohol haze of information
What kind of a man could live this way
As long as I have
And stay the same
Right now
All I want to do is
Get real
If that's allright with you
Right now
All I want to do
Get real
If that's allright with you
For just one night with you
Get real somehow
Maandag 21 juli 1969
Marina (English Version)
