Donderdag 28 augustus 1997
What A Diff'rence A Day Made
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What A Diff'rence A Day Made
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Woensdag 27 augustus 1997
Adieu Paris
Adieu Paris
Composer(s): André Hornez - Sauvage - Senamaud
Performer(s): Berthe Sylva
Adieu Paris, je me retire à la campagne
L'ennui me gagne, assez d'champagne
J'en ai soupé d'aller souper avec les poules
Et de rentrer comme si l'pavé faisait d'la houle
Adieu Paris, car j'en ai par-dessus la tête
Faire la fête, oh, qu'ça m'embête
Je vais me mettre au vert, vivre comme les bêtes
Me coucher tôt et ne plus boire que d'l'eau
Oui mais
Avant que je te quitte
Que je vive en ermite
Tout là-bas loin de toi
Oh! Ville des merveilles
Encore une fois
Vidons une bouteille
Et puis deux, et puis trois
Oh! La drôle de chose
Lorsqu'un bouchon explose
Je vois la vie en rose
Profitons-en, garçon!
Apportez-moi la carte
On doit, sans façon
Faire avant que je parte
Un bon gueuleton
Adieu Paris, ville de rêve et d'épouvante
Ville méchante, ville charmante
Tu fais payer bien cher le bonheur que tu donnes
Mais en mourant, on t'aime tant qu'on te pardonne
Adieu Paris, adieu Montmartre et Notre-dame
Et jolie femme, et vilain drame
Toute l'éternité nous te donnons nos âmes
Leur paradis, c'est le ciel de Paris!
Woensdag 27 augustus 1997
What A Difference You've Made In My Life
What A Difference You've Made In My Life
Composer(s): Archie Jordan
Performer(s): Ronnie Milsap; The Mighty Clouds Of Joy;
B.J. Thomas; Tammy Wynette
What - a - difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day-ay and ni-ight
Oh what a difference you've ma-a-ade in my li-iiife
What a change you have made in my heart
What a change you have made in my heart
You replaced all the bro-oken par-ar-arts
Oh what a change you have ma-a-ade in my hear-eart
Love to me was just a word in a song
That had been way over-used
But now I've joined in the singin'
'Cause you've shown me love's true meanin'
That's why I want to sprea-ead the new-ews
What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day-ay and ni-ight
Oh what a difference you've ma-a-ade in my li-iiife
What a difference you've made in my life (listen to it)
What a difference you've made in my life
You're my sunshine day-ay and ni-i-i-ight
Oh what a difference you've ma-a-ade, yeah-eah
What a difference you've made in my li-ife
Difference you've made in my li-ife
What a difference you've made in my li-ife
You're my sunshine day-ay and ni-ight
Oh what a difference you've ma-a-ade
Go ahead and sing it
What a difference you've made in my life
What a difference you've made in my life, yeah-heah-eah-eah-heah
You're my sunshine day-ay and ni-ight
Oh yeah, sing it to me
What a difference you've ma-a-ade
What a difference you've made in my life, woh-oh-oh-oh
What a difference you've made in my-y-y-y life
You're my sunshine day-ay and ni-ight
Oh what a difference you've ma-a-ade
What a difference you've ma-a-ade, in my li-i-i-iiife-iiiiiii-hi-ife
Dinsdag 26 augustus 1997
Adieu Monsieur Mon Amour
Adieu Monsieur Mon Amour
Composer(s): Ted Gilbert - S. Norman
Performer(s): Dalida
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Adieu monsieur mon amour
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Adieu monsieur mon amour
Adieu monsieur ce n'est qu'un au revoir peut-être
De notre adieu un autre amour pourra renaître
Celui qui part abandonnant celle qu'il aime
En disant au revoir qui sait lui dit peut-être adieu
Peut être à demain, peut-être à jamais
Adieu monsieur mon amour
C'est vous que j'aimais
Adieu monsieur mon amour
Voici mon cœur emportez le dans vos bagages
C'est une fleur que j'ai cueillit à mon corsage
Si par hasard vous le gardez dans vos voyages
Ce n'est qu'un au revoir
Mais je vous dit quand même adieu
Peut-être à demain, peut-être à jamais
Adieu monsieur mon amour
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Dinsdag 26 augustus 1997
What A Bringdown
What A Bringdown
Composer(s): Ginger Baker
Performer(s): Cream
Dainties in a jam-jar, parson's colour in the sky
Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high
Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh
So you know what you know in your head
Will you, won't you, do you, don't you know when a head's dead?
What a bringdown!
Winter leader Lou is grownin' 'Ampsteads in the North
Betty B's been wearin' daisies since the twenty-fourth
Wears a gunner when there's one more coming forth
And you know what you know in your head
Will you, won't you, do you, don't you wanna go to bed?
What a bringdown!
There's a tea-leaf about in the family
Full of nothin' their fairy tale
There's a tea-leaf a-floatin' now for Rosalie
They'll believe in ding-dong bell
Take a butchers at the dodginesses of old Bill
Aristotle's orchestra are living on the pill
One of them gets very very prickly when he's ill
And you know what you know in your head
Will you, won't you, do you, don't you wanna make more bread?
What a bringdown!
Maandag 25 augustus 1997
Adieu Monsieur Le Professeur
Adieu Monsieur Le Professeur
Composer(s): Hugues Aufray - Jean-Pierre Bourtayre - Vline Buggy
Performer(s): Hugues Aufray
Les enfants font une farandole
Et le vieux maître est tout ému
Demain il va quitter sa chère école
Sur cette estrade il ne montera plus
Adieu monsieur le professeur
On ne vous oubliera jamais
Et tout au fond de notre coeur
Ces mots sont écrits à la craie
Nous vous offrons ces quelques fleurs
Pour dire combien on vous aimait
On ne vous oubliera jamais
Adieu monsieur le professeur
Une larme est tombée sur sa main
Seul dans la classe il s'est assis
Il en a vu défiler des gamins
Qu'il a aimés tout au long de sa vie
Adieu monsieur le professeur
On ne vous oubliera jamais
Et tout au fond de notre coeur
Ces mots sont écrits à la craie
Nous vous offrons ces quelques fleurs
Pour dire combien on vous aimait
On ne vous oubliera jamais
Adieu monsieur le professeur
De beaux prix sont remis aux élèves
Tous les discours sont terminés
Sous le préau l'assistance se lève
Une dernière fois les enfants vont chanter
Adieu monsieur le professeur
On ne vous oubliera jamais
Et tout au fond de notre coeur
Ces mots sont écrits à la craie
Nous vous offrons ces quelques fleurs
Pour dire combien on vous aimait
On ne vous oubliera jamais
Adieu monsieur le professeur
Adieu monsieur le professeur
On ne vous oubliera jamais
Et tout au fond de notre coeur...
Maandag 25 augustus 1997
What A Beautiful Day
What A Beautiful Day
Composer(s): Lucio Dalla; Leo Zeuss
Performer(s): Lucio Dalla
What a beautiful day
l'aria fresca del mattino
ti fa sentire un bambino
o no?
What a beautiful day
brioche e cappuccino
e quell'odore cos'è?
qualcuno fa un caffè
What a beautiful day
saluto il mio vicino
la gente compra i bignè
saluta anche me
la corsa dei ciclisti
due preti su una Panda
ah sì ... è domenica
ma prego, passi lei
parenti in visita
il lunapark sul porto
con la sua musica
non puoi che dire
What a beautiful day
Ma il mondo è una palla
è una palla di vetro
se ci guardi dentro
è come un grande presepio
e lì ci siam noi
statue di vetro
ombre nel sole
sguardi, gesti, respiri, parole
ma quando uno si infiamma
e ha come un chiodo nel cuore
questo è solo l'amore
che ti fa dire
What a beautiful day
What a beautiful day
È avere l'aria addosso
What a beautiful day
è non dire mai non posso
esser quello che sei
non rinunciare mai
e tra la terra e il cielo
come una canna al vento
restare lì leggero
guardare le rondini in volo
padrone di niente, ma padrone di te
Perchè la vita è una palla
se giochi rimbalza
tra il cielo e la terra
io, io ancora non so
dov'è che è il mio posto
dove sono domani
se parti o rimani
se ancora, se sei ancora con me
e non tengo il conto
dei giorni buttati
non mi volto indietro
prendo tutto, tutto quello che c'è
perchè se uno si infiamma
e ha come un chiodo nel cuore
questo è solo l'amore
che ti fa dire
What a beautiful day
What a beautiful day
Zondag 24 augustus 1997
Addio Angelina
Addio Angelina
((Adapted from: Farewell Angelina) (by Joan Baez) - 1965))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Luigi Albertelli
Performer(s): Bobby Solo - 1970
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Adieu Angélina (Nana Mouskouri)
2006 - Adjö Angelina (by Totta & Wiehe)
Addio Angelina
le campane della corona
sono state rubate dai banditi
Io devo seguirne il suono
Il triangolo tintinna
e le trombe suonano lente
Addio Angelina
Il cielo va a fuoco
e devo andare
Non c'è bisogno di arrabbiarsi
Non c'è bisogno di incolpare
Non c'è niente da provare
Tutto è sempre uguale
Come una tavola vuota
sul bordo del mare
Addio Angelina
il cielo trema
e devo partire
I fanti e le regine
hanno abbandonato la corte
Cinquantadue zingare
ora sfilano davanti alle guardie
Nello spazio dove il due
e l'asso una volta correvano veloci
Addio Angelina
il cielo si piega
Ci rivedremo tra un attimo
Guarda i pirati con gli occhi storti che siedono
appollaiati al sole
mentre sparano ai barattoli
con un fucile a canne mozze
Ed i vicini applaudono
ed esultano ad ogni colpo
Addio Angelina
il cielo sta cambiando colore
e devo andarmene di corsa
King Kong e i folletti
ballano sui tetti
dei tanghi in stile Valentino
mentre le mani dell'uomo truccato
chiudono gli occhi del morto
per non imbarazzare nessuno
Addio Angelina
Il cielo è imbarazzato
e devo andare
Le mitragliatrici ruggiscono
i burattini tirano pietre
i demoni inchiodano bombe ad orologeria
alle mani degli orologi
Chiamami con qualsiasi nome tu voglia
non lo negherò mai
Addio Angelina
il cielo sta eruttando
e devo andare dove c'è quiete
Zondag 24 augustus 1997
Wharf Rat
Wharf Rat
Composer(s): Jerry Garcia; Robert Hunter
Performer(s): Grateful Dead;
Midnight Oil; Michael Rose
Old man down
Way down down, down by the docks of the city
Blind and dirty
Asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee
I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story
My name is August West
And I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine
More than my wine
More than my maker, though he's no friend of mine
Everyone said
I'd come to no good, I knew I would Pearly, believe them
Half of my life
I spent doin' time for some other fucker's crime
The other half found me stumbling 'round drunk on Burgundy wine
But I'll get back on my feet again someday
The good Lord willin', if
He says I may
I know that the life I'm livin's no good
I'll get a new start, live the life I should
I'll get up and fly away
I'll get up and fly away, fly away
Pearly's been true
True to me, true to my dyin' day he said
I said to him
I said to him, "I'm sure she's been"
I said to him, "I'm sure she's been true to you"
Got up and wandered
Wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around
I've got a girl
Named Bonnie Lee, I know that girl's been true to me
I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me
Zaterdag 23 augustus 1997
Adieu Mon Coeur
Adieu Mon Coeur
Composer(s): Henri Contet - Marguerite Monnot
Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Marguerite Monnot
Adieu mon cœur
On te jette au malheur
Tu n'auras pas mes yeux
Pour mourir...
Adieu mon cœur
Les échos du bonheur
Font tes chants tristes
Autant qu'un repentir
Autrefois tu respirais le soleil d'or
Tu marchais sur des trèsors
On était vagabonds
On aimait les chansons
Ç'a fini dans les prisons
Adieu mon cœur
On te jette au malheur
Tu n'auras pas mes yeux
Pour mourir...
Adieu mon cœur
Les échos du bonheur
Font tes chants tristes
Autant qu'un repentir...
Un repentir...
Zaterdag 23 augustus 1997
Wham! Bam! Thank You, Mam!
Wham! Bam! Thank You, Mam!
Composer(s): Hank Penny
Performer(s): Dean Martin
(Wham bam thank you ma'am I hope you're satisfied)
I never knew what love would do 'til I saw your smile
And when I did I flipped my lid and almost went plum wild
But now I know I'll never show my love to anyone
'cause wham bam you broke my heart and I hope that you had fun
(Wham bam thank you ma'am) Hope you're satisfied
You took my heart and tore it apart you hurt me deep inside
I'll never be a fool again you really crushed my pride
(Wham bam thank you ma'am) Hope you're satisfied
I looked at you and thought I knew just how the game was played
My shirt tail ran right up my back just like a window shade
I cross my heart I'll never start to pal for anyone
'cuz wham bam you broke my heart and hope that you had fun
(Wham bam thank you ma'am) Hope you're satisfied
You took my heart and you tore it apart you hurt me deep inside
I'll never be a fool again you really crushed my pride
(Wham bam thank you ma'am) and I hope you're satisfied
I made a mess of things I guess but now I'll recognize
The next young thing that tries to say its a love-light in her eye
The love light that you spoke about was only just a flame
'cuz every tome you meet a man it lights right up again
(Wham bam thank you ma'am) Hope you're satisfied
You took my heart and you tore it apart you hurt me deep inside
I'll never be a fool again you really crushed my pride
(Wham bam thank you ma'am) I hope you're satisfied
Vrijdag 22 augustus 1997
Twenty-Four Hours A Day
Twenty-Four Hours A Day
Composer(s): James F. Hanley - Arthur Swanstrom
Performer(s): Billie Holiday
and multiple other artists
Like a little old-fashioned music box
With just one tune to play
My heart keeps singing "I love you!"
Twenty four hours a day!
Like a little old-fashioned music box
That gets to know the tune
My heart keeps missing a heartbeat
Singing its song about you
And although the song we know is old
It's still the sweetest story ever told
By a little old-fashioned music box
With just one tune to play
My heart keeps singing "I love you!"
Twenty four hours a day!
Vrijdag 22 augustus 1997
Whaling Stories
Whaling Stories
Composer(s): Gary Brooker; Keith Reid
Performer(s): Procol Harum
Pailing well after sixteen days, a mammoth task was set
Sack the town, and rob the tower, and steal the alphabet
Close the door and bar the gate, but keep the windows clean
God's alive inside a movie! Watch the silver screen!
Rum was served to all the traitors; pygmies held themselves in check
Bloodhounds nosed around the houses, down dark alleys sailors crept
Six bells struck, the pot was boiling - soup spilled out on passers-by
Angels mumbled incantations, closely watched by God on high
Lightning struck out - fire and brimstone! Boiling oil and shrieking steam!
Darkness struck with molten fury, flashbulbs glorified the scene
Not a man who had a finger, not a man who could be seen
Nothing called (not name nor number) - Echo stormed its final scream
Daybreak washed with sands of gladness, rotting all it rotted clean
Windows peeped out on their neighbors, inside fireside bedsides gleam
SHALIMAR, the trumpets chorused, angels wholly all shall take
Those alive will meet the prophets, those at peace shall see their wake
Donderdag 21 augustus 1997
I'm Gonna Love That Guy (Like He's Never Been Loved Before)
I'm Gonna Love That Guy (Like He's Never Been Loved Before)
Composer(s): Frances Ash
Performer(s): Benny Goodman
and multiple other artists
I've made a list
Of the things that I've missed
And wanted to do
And right at the head
In letters of red
Is the first of the few
This promise I've made
Cross my heart, hope to die
Is the first of the first
For my honey and I
I'm gonna love that guy
Like he's never been loved before
I'm gonna show that guy
He's the fella that I adore
When he's in my arms again
Our dreams will all come true
Then the years between
Might never have been
We'll be starting our lives anew
I'm gonna kiss that guy
Like he's ever been kissed before
And though I miss that guy
It will be worth waiting for
We'll never part again
He'll hold my heart again
For ever and evermore
I'm gonna love that guy
Like he's never been loved before
I'm gonna love that guy
Like he's never been loved before
I'm gonna show that guy
He's the fella that I adore
We'll never part again
He'll hold my heart again
For ever and evermore
I'm gonna love that guy
Like he's never been loved before
Donderdag 21 augustus 1997
We've Only Just Begun
We've Only Just Begun
Composer(s): Roger Nichols; Paul Williams
Performer(s): The Carpenters
We've only just begun to live, white lace and promises
A kiss for luck and we're on our way
(we've only begun)
Before the risin' sun we fly, so many roads to choose
We start out walkin' and learn to run
(and yes we've just begun)
Sharin' horizons that are new to us
Watchin' the signs along the way
Talkin' it over just the two of us
Workin' together day to day (together)
And when the evenin' comes, we smile
so much of life ahead
We'll find a place where there's room to grow
(And yes we've just begun)
Sharin' horizons that are new to us
Watchin' the signs along the way
Talkin' it over just the two of us
Workin' together day to day (together, together)
And when the evenin' comes, we smile
so much of life ahead
We'll find a place where there's room to grow
And yes we've just begun
Woensdag 20 augustus 1997
Adieu Angélina
Adieu Angélina
((Adapted from: Farewell Angelina) (by Joan Baez) - 1965))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Pierre Delanoë - Hugues Aufray
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1967
Versions In Other Languages:
1970 - Addio Angelina (by Bobby Solo)
2006 - Adjö Angelina (by Totta & Wiehe)
Adieu Angélina les cloches de la couronne
Ont été volées à l'aube je les entends qui sonnent
Et je me dépêche je dois les rattraper
Adieu Angélina le ciel est en feu
Et je m'en vais
Ce n'est pas la peine d'en faire une affaire
Ce n'est pas la peine d'ameuter toute la terre
C'est une table vide sur le bord de la mer
Adieu Angélina le ciel a tremblé
Je dois m'en aller
Les rois et les reines quittent la basse cour
Deux cents bohémiennes sont entrées à la cour
Dans la salle du tout va rien ne va plus pour moi
Adieu Angélina le ciel s'écroule
Je te verrai plus tard
Regarde ces pirates dans la Voie Lactée
Qui tirent sur des boîtes avec un canon scié
Les voisins applaudissent poussent des cris de joie
Adieu Angélina le ciel se décolore
Je dois me sauver
King Kong et les elfes vont danser sur les toits
De longs tangos typiques tandis que de leurs doigts
Des maquilleurs s'escriment à fermer les yeux de la mort
Adieu Angélina le ciel est trop sombre
Je dois m'échapper
Les mitrailleuses crépitent les poupées mobilisent
Des bombes au plastique éclatent dans les églises
Appelle-moi comme tu veux je ne discute pas
Mais adieu Angélina le ciel se déchaîne
Je vais chercher la paix
Woensdag 20 augustus 1997
We've Got Tonight
We've Got Tonight
Composer(s): Bob Seger
Performer(s): Bob Seger
I know it's late, I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are, both of us lonely
Longing for shelter from all that we see
Why should we worry, no one will care girl
Look at the stars so far away
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe
Why don' you stay?
Deep in my soul, I've been so lonely
All of my hopes, fading away
I've longed for love, like everyone else does
I know I'll keep searching, even after today
So there it is girl, I've said it all now
And here we are babe, what do you say?
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?
I know it's late, I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are, both of us lonely
Both of us lonely
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
Let's make it ast, let's find a way
Turn out the light, come take my hand now
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?
Why don't you stay?
Dinsdag 19 augustus 1997
Adjö Angelina
Adjö Angelina
((Adapted from: Farewell Angelina) (by Joan Baez) - 1965))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Mikael Wiehe
Performer(s): Mikael Wiehe & Ebba Forsberg - 2006
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Adieu Angélina (by Nana Mouskouri)
1970 - Addio Angelina (by Bobby Solo)
Adjö, Angelina
Min kronas juvel
har bli'tt stulen av tjuvar
Jag måste följa dess sken
Trumpeterna klagar
så dystert och dovt
Adjö, Angelina
Himlen står i lågor
och jag måste gå
Det finns inget jag ångrar
eller önskar tillbaks
Det finns inte nå'n orsak
till hämnd eller hat
Två stolar står tomma
på en vindpinad strand
Adjö, Angelina
Himlen har förändrats
och man får gå dit man kan
En kung och en drottning
har lämnat sitt slott
Ogräset frodas
där tronen har stått
Där tärnorna dansade
finns ingenting kvar
Adjö, Angelina
Himlen har mörknat
och jag ger mej av
Skönheten gråter
i odjurets famn
Mördarna skjuter
till måls på varann'
Grannarna skriker av skräck
vid vart skott
Adjö, Angelina
Himlen har gått sönder
Jag måste skynda mej bort
Medan sanningen sover
sin sötaste sömn
blir orätten prisad
och lögnen berömd
Låt dom döda få sova
och vila i frid
Adjö, Angelina
Himlen är sorgsen
och jag bidar min tid
Krigets kanoner
mullrar på hållKlockornas visare
går emot noll
Du kan kalla mej allt
man kan kalla nå'n för
Adjö, Angelina
Himlen har kallnat
Jag måste stänga min dörr
Dinsdag 19 augustus 1997
We've Got The Gold
We've Got The Gold
Composer(s): Nico
Performer(s): Nico
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
A pity does not bear a single flower
A pity does not bear a single flower
Very proud and very poor
You're walking on your prison floor
A pity does not bear a single flower
A pity does not bear a single flower
Very proud and very poor
I'm waiting at your prison floor
A pity does not bear a single flower
A pity does not bear a single flower
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
Maandag 18 augustus 1997
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