Dinsdag 22 december 1987
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Maandag 21 december 1987
Silver Threads And Golden Needles
Silver Threads And Golden Needles
Composer(s): Jack Rhodes; Dick Reynolds
First release by: Wanda Jackson - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And I'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine
You can't buy my love with money, for I never was that kind
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
Go ahead!
I don't want your golden mansions with a tear in every room
All I want's the love you promised, beneath the halo moon
But you think I should be happy with your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheatin' game
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And I'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine
You can't buy my love with money, for I never was that kind
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
Maandag 21 december 1987
Pássara
Pássara
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime
Performer(s): Maria Bethânia;
and various other artists
E aí
Ela cisma de voltar
Sorri
Quase pra te provocar
Sim, goza tal felicidade
Que tu vais ter que te amargar
Vais perseguir a maldita
Vais insultá-la na rua
Vais jogar pedras na lua
Vais montar uma guarita
Pra que aquela esquisita
Não se atreva a voltar
E aí, e aí, e aí
E aí
Ela cisma de voltar
Sorri
Quase pra te perdoar
Sim, exala tal liberdade
Que não podes mais tolerar
Vai manchar tuas verdades
Vai se enfiar no teu leito
Trair-te no teu próprio peito
Vai quebrar todas as grades
De que um homem é feito
Pra esquecer de voar
E aí, e aí, e aí
E aí
Ela cisma de voltar
Sorri
Quase pra te convidar
Quase pra te convencer
Quase pra te complicar
Quase pra te confundir
Mesmo pra te enlouquecer
Mesmo pra te despertar
E aí
Zondag 20 december 1987
Un Premier Amour
Un Premier Amour
Composer(s): Roland Valade; Claude Teissedre
First performance by: Isabelle Aubret - 1962
Un premier amour, premier amour, premier amour
Ne s'oublie jamais, s'oublie jamais, s'oublie jamais
Un premier amour on le cherche toujours
Dans d'autres amours toute sa vie on court après
Il nous a troublé et fait rêver, et fait trembler
Ce premier amour, premier amour, premier amour
Mais l'enfant qu'on est, l'enfant qu'on est resté
Frémira toujours au souvenir de cet amour
Et toi, et toi que j'aimais
Qu'as-tu fait de toi, qu'as-tu fait sans moi
Et moi, moi qui t'ai perdu, qu'ai-je fait de plus
Qu'ai-je fait de tant de bonheur, savions nous d'ailleurs
Qu'un premier amour, premier amour, premier amour
Ne s'oublie jamais, s'oublie jamais, s'oublie jamais
Qu'un premier amour on le cherche toujours
Dans d'autres amours toute sa vie on court après
De tous ces baisers qu'on s'est volés plus que donnés
Ces gestes innocents nous engageaient pour si longtemps
Non les enfants d'alors que nous étions encore
N'ont pas soupçonné tant ils étaient émerveillés
Qu'un premier amour, leur premier amour, était si fort
Zondag 20 december 1987
Passagers De La Nuit
Passagers De La Nuit
Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Performer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Lui
C'est un fou
Toujours à rôder
Comme un loup
Il aime les nuits blanches
Les nuits noires
Ses jeux sont étranges
Son regard
A la couleur de la nuit
La couleur de la nuit
Elle
Un voyou
Quelques fois se déguise
Met un loup
Elle a son langage
Ses bijoux
Ses jeux son nuage
Tout comme vous
Passagers de la nuit
Passagers de la nuit
Quand se couche le soleil
Les zombies se réveillent
Au fond du tunnel
Ils se sont reconnus
A l'aurore
La lumière du jour
Sur leurs corps
Deux ombres chinoises
Se dessinent
Quand le matin les croise
S'éliminent
Quand l'ombre s'allonge
Touche leur voile
C'est la fin du songe
Les étoiles
Ils rentrent dans la nuit
Apparaissent dans la nuit
Disparaissent dans la nuit
Passagers de la nuit
Quand se couche le soleil
Les zombies se réveillent
Au fond du tunnel
La lune les appelle
Aux portes de la citadelle
Pour la fête éternelle
La tribu est fidèle
Quand se lève le soleil
Ils regardent le ciel
Rentrent dans le tunnel
La tribu a sommeil
Pour eux c'est la nuit
Pour eux c'est la nuit
Pour eux c'est la nuit
Zaterdag 19 december 1987
Silver Stars, Purple Sage, Eyes Of Blue
Silver Stars, Purple Sage, Eyes Of Blue
Composer(s): Tyler
Performer(s): Cliffie Stone
Silver stars, purple sage, eyes of blue
Prairie skies, tender sighs, hearts so true
Out where mother nature’s really given
All the things that make a heap of living
Silver stars, purple sage, eyes of blue
Got my horse, got my dog, and got you
Do I really love it here?
Yes, indeed I do
Silver stars, purple sage, eyes of blue
Zaterdag 19 december 1987
Pass The Udder Udder
Pass The Udder Udder
Performer(s): Stan Freberg
Oh, we grow things mighty big down in Kentucky
But there's nothing in that state that can compare
To a cow that we once had us
And the name of her was Gladys
Boy, you should have seen the neighbors stop and stare
She stood 10 feet tall and had one purple eyeball
It took eight of us to milk her, here is why
She had 27 spigots
And the tourists all bought tickets
Just to watch us milk and hear us loudly cry-y-y-y...
(Chorus)
Oh, pass the udder udder and I'll pass it to my brudder
And I'll pass the udder udder dis-a-way
So we passed the udder udder and I passed it to my brudder
Oh, we really had our hands full every day
We created quite a spectacle, I grant you
But we milked her just as pretty as you please
And while people said "How funny"
We raked in enough durn money
To go out and order ermine BVD's
Father turned her on her back one Sunday morning
Gladys said "I'm upside down, now what's the gag?"
"Well, the reason why," said Pop
"is so the cream will be on top"
"Gosh," the cow said, "in that case, it's in the bag!"
(Repeat chorus)
Now our Gladys was a star in cattle circles
Though she couldn't read or write her name in full
You would think she'd been to college
Although she herself acknowledged
That she gained her fame entirely by pull
Gladdys said to us one cold and wintry morning
She said "Milking is the thing I dearly loves
But when I get a cold it lingers
And I can't stand icy fingers
So go on back in the house and get your gloves!"
(Repeat chorus)
Vrijdag 18 december 1987
Katinka
Katinka
Composer(s): Joop Stokkermans; Lodewijk Post; Henny Hambuis
First performance: De Spelbrekers - 1962
Elke morgen om half negen
komen wij Katinka tegen
blauwe ogen, blonde lok
hel geel truitje, korte rok
maar ze trippelt zwijgend naast d'er Ma
daarom zingen alle jongens haar verlangend na
Kleine kokette Katinka
kijk nou es één keertje om
stiekempjes over je schouder
je ma merkt het toch niet, dus kom!
Kleine kokette Katinka
ben je verlegen misschien?
We willen zo graag nog heel even
een glimp van je wipneusje zien
Elke morgen, zon of regen
komen wij Katinka tegen
hakjes, tiktak op de stoep
korte rok met nauwe coupe
maar haar blik verraadt geen nee of ja
daarom zingen alle jongens haar verlangend na
Kleine kokette Katinka
kijk nou es één keertje om
stiekempjes over je schouder
je ma merkt het toch niet, dus kom!
Kleine kokette Katinka
ben je verlegen misschien?
We willen zo graag nog heel even
een glimp van je wipneusje zien
Vrijdag 18 december 1987
Pass The Dutchie
Pass The Dutchie
Composer(s): Lloyd Ferguson; Jackie Mittoo; Fitzroy Simpson
Performer(s): Musical Youth
This generation rules the nation with version
Music happen to be the food of love
Sounds to really make you rub and scrub!
I say
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
It a gonna burn, give me music make me jump and prance
It a go done, give me the music make me rock in the dance!
It was a cool and lovely breezy afternoon
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
You could feel it 'cause it was the month of June
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
So I left my gate and went out for a walk
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
As I pass the dreadlocks' camp I heard them say...
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
It a gonna burn, give me music make me jump and prance
It a go done, give me the music make me rock in the dance!
So I stopped to find out what was going on
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
'Cause the spirit of Jah, you know he leads you on
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
There was a ring of dreads and a session was there in swing
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
You could feel the chill as I seen and heard them say...
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
It a gonna burn, give me music make me jump and prance
It a go done, give me the music make me rock in the dance!
'Cause me say listen to the drummer, me say listen to the bass
Give me little music make me wind up me waist
Me say listen to the drummer, me say listen to the bass
Give me little music make me wind up me waist, I say...
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
It a gonna burn, give me music make me jump and prance
It a go done, give me the music make me rock in the dance!
You play it on the radio, a so me say, we a go hear it on the stereo
A so me know you a go play it on the disco
A so me say we a go hear it on the stereo!
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side!
It a gonna burn, give me music make me jump and prance
It a go done, give me the music make me rock in the dance!
I say east, say west, say north and south (on the left hand side)
This is gonna make us jump and shout (on the left hand side)
Donderdag 17 december 1987
Silver Spoon
Silver Spoon
Composer(s): Judi Pulver
Performer(s): Petula Clark
I don't want no golden plate
No breakfast in the city
No, I don't need no silver glass for my soul
Sure I'd miss those city lights
On certain nights they're pretty
But all I want is to stay with you
Oh how I feel when the sun comes up
And it brings your face of you
Wherever you're going to
Could I please
Come along with you?
I don't need no stocking filled
With gifts you gotta pay back
And I don't need no superman balloon
All I want is to love you love
And to love you long and lay back
And never need to lack the silver spoon
Oh how I feel when the sun comes up
And it brings your face of you
Wherever you're going
Could I pease
Come along with you?
Wherever you're going
Could I please
Come along with you?
Take me along with you
Can I please come along with you?
Cause I'm so much in love with you
Oh how I feel when the sun comes up
And it brings your face of you
Wherever you're going
Could I please
Come along with you?
Wherever you're going
Could I please
Come along with you?
Would you take me along with you?
Can I please come along with you?
Come on take me
I wanna be back by your side
Donderdag 17 december 1987
Pass Me By
Pass Me By
Composer(s): Cy Coleman; Carolyn Leigh
Performer(s): Peggy Lee
and various other artists
I got me ten fine toes to wiggle in the sand
Lots of idle fingers snap to my command
A lovely pair of heels that kick to beat the band
Contemplatin', nature can be fascinatin'!
Add to these a nose that I can thumb
And a mouth, by gum, have I
To tell the whole damned world
"If you don't happen to like it
Deal me out, thank you kindly, pass me by!
Pass me by, pass me by
If you don't happen to like it, pass me by!"
Lots of idle fingers snap to my command
Contemplatin', nature can be fascinatin'!
To tell the whole damned world
"If you don't happen to like it
Deal me out, thank you kindly, pass me by!
Pass me by, pass me by
If you don't happen to like it, pass me by!"
I got me ten fine toes to wiggle in the sand
Lots of idle fingers snap to my command
A lovely pair of heels that kick to beat the band
Contemplatin', nature can be fascinatin'!
Add to these a nose that I can thumb
And a mouth, by gum, have I
To tell the whole damned world
"If you don't happen to like it
Deal me out, thank you kindly, pass me by!
Pass me by, pass me by
If you don't happen to like it, pass me by!"
Woensdag 16 december 1987
Silver Paper
Silver Paper
Composer(s): Gail Collins; G. Gardos; Steve Knight; Corky Laing; Felix Pappalardi; Leslie West
Performer(s): Mountain; Noel Redding; Swift Rain
Open your heart and let the sunshine in
Open your heart, let the sunshine in
Sun is shining on my world
Sun is in my shoes
While I´m passin´ through this life
This job is spent with you
Wrap my dreams in silver paper
Gonna give them all to you
Use them on some rainy morning
And they´ll tell you what to do
Open your heart and let the sunshine in
Open your heart, let the sunshine in
Open your heart and let the sunshine in
Open up your heart and let the sunshine in
Life is what you´re reaching through
When your path is spied
Wait until some rainy morning
You´ll be satisfied
Gonna wrap up my dreams in silver paper
Give it all to you
Use it on some rainy morning
It´ll tell you what to do
Open your heart and let the sunshine in
Open your heart, let the sunshine in
Open your heart and let the sunshine in
Open your heart, let the sunshine in
Woensdag 16 december 1987
Pasqualino Maragià
Pasqualino Maragià
Composer(s): Francesci Migliacci; Domenico Modugno
Performer(s): Domenico Modugno; Roberto Murolo
Un certo Pasqualino pescatore
viveva in assoluta povertà
però sentiva sempre in fondo al cuore
qualcosa che diceva: "Un dì verrà!"
E un bel dì giunse a Sorrento
una principessa indiana
sopra un grosso bastimento
la bellissima Kalì
Pasqualino la guardò
E Kalì s'innamorò
ed in India lo portò...
Pasqualino Marajà
a cavallo all'elefante
con in testa un gran turbante
per la jungla se ne va
Pasqualino Marajà
non lavora e non fa niente
fra i misteri dell'Oriente
fa il nababbo tra gli indù
ndu du dun dun dun dun da!
Ulla! Ulla! La..
Pasqualino Marajà
non lavora e non fa niente
fra i misteri dell'Oriente
fa il nababbo tra gli indù
ndu du dun dun dun dun da!
Ulla! Ulla! La
Ulla! Ulla! La
Cento casse
di diamanti grossi grossi...
mentre principi potenti
gli s'inchinano davanti
lui si fuma il narghilé
Eh! Eh! Eh!
Eh! Eh! Eh!
Pasqualino Marajà
ha insegnato a far la pizza
tutta l'India ne va pazza
solo pizza vuol mangiar!
Pasqualino Marajà
ha imparato a far l'indiano
ma, da buon napoletano
chiama tutti: "Ué, paisà!"
Ulla! Ulla! La
Ulla! Ulla! La
Dinsdag 15 december 1987
Sol Och Vår
Sol Och Vår
Composer(s): Ake Gerhard; Ulf Kjellqvist
First performance by: Inger Berggren - 1962
En juvelerare och hans affär
är upphov till att allt så dystert är
en dag framför hans fönster dröjde jag
när någon plötligt sa: god dag
Det var en glad ung men med solvargsgrin
som bad mej följa med som smakråd in
han sökte något att sin fästmö ge
och var så snäll att jag gick med
När det är sol och vår
och man är nitton år
är det så lite man förstår
och alla flickor små
bör låtsas inne då
när vintern går mot sol och vår
Väl i butiken fann han inget sen
och snart så stod vi utanför igen
jag sa: adjö och hade börjat gå
när han skrek: vänta hör nu på
Som ett bevis på tacksamheten hans
ville han bjuda mej på lunch nånstans
det var ju vårens första solskensdag
så jag var dum nog svarade: ja
När det är sol och vår
och man är nitton år
är det så lite man förstår
och alla flickor små
bör låtsas inne då
när vintern går mot sol och vår
Han konverserade med elegans
och bjöd det bästa som på stället fanns
men sen han gått att ringa till en vän
så kom han inte mer igen
Och rockvaktmästaren sa: jo damens man
tog damens päls och gick till skräddaren han
så jag fick ringa till min egen Knut
som mej från notan löste ut
När det är sol och vår
och man är nitton år
är det så lite man förstår
och alla flickor små
bör låsas inne då
när vintern går mot sol och vår
Dinsdag 15 december 1987
Pasional
Pasional
Composer(s): Jorge Caldara; Mario X. Soto
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto;
and various other artists
No sabrás nunca sabrás
lo que es morir mil veces
de ansiedad
no podrás nunca entender
lo que es amar y enloquecer
Tus besos que queman
tus labios que embriagan
y que torturan mi razón
se que nunca mas podré
arrancar del pecho este querer
Estas clavada en mi
te siento en el latir
abrazador de mis sienes
te adoro cuando estás
te amo mucho más
cuando estas lejos de mi
Tengo miedo de perderte
de pensar que no he de verte
porque esta duda brutal?
porque me habré de sangrar?
si en cada beso te siento desmayar
sin embargo me atormento
porque en la sangre te llevo
y a cada instante febril y amante
quiero tus labios besar
Te quiero siempre así
estás clavada en mi
como un puñal en la carne
y ardiente y pasionál
temblando de ansiedad
quiero en tus brazos morir
Maandag 14 december 1987
Silver On The Sage
Silver On The Sage
Composer(s): Leo Robin; Ralph Rainger
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and multiple other artists
There's silver on the sage tonight
Sprinkled by the Moon above
So lie down dawgies and let me dream
Of the one gal I love
There's silver on the sage tonight
We've been on the trail all day
So lie down doggies and you dream too
Of a range far away
Of a range waitin' for you
Where the streams never go dry
And the grass sparkles with dewdrops
In the meadows of the sweet by and by
There's silver on the sage tonight
Sprinkled by the Moon above
So lie down dawgies and let me dream
Of the one I love
Of the gal I love
Maandag 14 december 1987
Pasajero De La Luz
Pasajero De La Luz
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Aló, aló…
preciso tanto escuchar su voz
su melodía la vibración
solamente una canción
Aló, aló…
no tengo prisa, puedo esperar
junto a mi radio y en soledad
sentir que algo se me va…
Y se marchó…me dejó su voz
sólo su voz, sólo su voz
I will wait for you
for ever…
I want to be your light
I need you…
I’ m so glad with you
because I love you…
Aló, aló…
me siento como si flotara
en una nube de palabras
dibujadas en el sol…
Y ahora él…lejos está
bebiendo el néctar de las luces
en los diamantes de la música
con tres cristales en la voz…
Y se marchó, me dejó su voz
sólo su voz, sólo su voz…
I will wait for you
for ever…..
Zondag 13 december 1987
Vuggevise
Vuggevise
First performance by: Ellen Winther - 1962
Nu er alle folk i hele byen lige ved at si' godnat
Ham, du ve' nok, pusler me' paraplyen
Så nu sker det, skat
Solen trak gardinet for
Se nu blev i dag i går
Skynd dig ind i sove-rige
Så din drøm bli'r rigtig lang
Skynd dig ind i lege-land
Li' så hurtigt som du kan
Mød den lille sjove pige
Du fortalte om engang
Så tænker mor imens på alt det grå og triste
Som voksne menn'sker kymrer sig om
Og streger alle sorger på den lange liste
Så den i morgen tidlig er tom
Skynd dig ind i lege-land
Li' så hurtigt som du kan
Skynd dig ind i sove-rige
Så din drøm bli'r rigtig lang
Så, nu skal du ligge rigtig stille
Stille som en lille mus
Hør, så kan du høre en stjerne spille over vores hus
Så tænker mor imens på alt det grå og triste
Som voksne menn'sker kymrer sig om
Og streger alle sorger på den lange liste
Så den i morgen tidlig er tom
Skynd dig ind i lege-land
Li' så hurtigt som du kan
Skynd dig ind i sove-rige
Så din drøm bli'r rigtig lang
Zondag 13 december 1987
Pasadena
Pasadena
Composer(s): Grant Clarke; Edgar Leslie; Harry Warren
Performer(s): The Temperance Seven;
and various other artists
Oh, you railway station
Oh, you Pullman train
Here’s my reservation, for my destination
Far beyond the western plain
To see my home in Pasadena
My home, where grass is greener
Where honey bees, hum melodies
And orange trees scent the breeze
I want to be a home-sweet-homer
Why, then I’ll settle down
Beneath those palms in someone’s arms
In Pasadena
Yes, in Pasadena town
Zaterdag 12 december 1987
Silver Medals And Sweet Memories
