Vrijdag 10 april 2009
Magic (Pilot)
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Magic
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Donderdag 9 april 2009
L'italiano
L'italiano
((French Version: Méditerranéenne (by Hervé Vilard) - 1983))
Composer(s): Toto Cutugno - Cristiano Minellono
First release by: Toto Cutugno - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists
Lasciatemi cantare, con la chitarra in mano
Lasciatemi cantare, sono un italiano
Buongiorno Italia, gli spaghetti al dente
E un partigiano come presidente; con l'autoradio sempre
Nella mano destra e un canarino sopra la finestra
Buongiorno Italia, con i tuoi artisti, con troppa America
Sui manifesti
Con le canzoni con amore e con il cuore
Con più donne sempre meno suore
Buongiorno Italia, buongiorno Maria
Con gli occhi pieni di malinconia, buongiorno Dio
Lo sai che ci sono anch'io?
Lasciatemi cantare, con la chitarra in mano
Lasciatemi cantare una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare, perché ne sono fiero
Sono un italiano, un italiano vero
Buongiorno Italia che non si spaventa
Con la crema da barba alla menta; con un vestito gessato
Sul blu e la moviola la domenica in T.V.
Buongiorno Italia col caffè ristretto
Le calze nuove nel primo cassetto
Con la bandiera in tintoria e una seicento giù di carrozzeria
Buongiorno Italia, buongiorno Maria
Con gli occhi pieni di malinconia... buongiorno Dio
Lo sai che ci sono anch'io?
Lasciatemi cantare, con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare perché ne sono fiero
Sono un italiano, un italiano vero
Lasciatemi cantare, perché ne sono fiero
Sono un italiano, un italiano vero
Donderdag 9 april 2009
Magic (Olivia Newton-John)
Magic
Composer(s): John Farrar
Originally performed by: Olivia Newton-John
Come take my hand
You should know me
I've always been in your mind
You know that I'll be kind
I'll be guiding you
Building your dream
Has to start now
There's no other road to take
You won't make a mistake
I'll be guiding you
You have to believe we are magic
Nothin' can stand in our way
You have to believe we are magic
Don't let your aim ever stray
And if all your hopes survive
Your destiny will arrive
I'll bring all your dreams alive
For you
From where I stand
You are home free
The planets align so rare
There's promise in the air
And I'm guiding you
Through every turn I'll be near you
I'll come anytime you call
I'll catch you when you fall
I'll be guiding you
You have to believe we are magic
Nothin' can stand in our way
You have to believe we are magic
Don't let your aim ever stray
And if all your hopes survive
Your destiny will arrive
I'll bring all your dreams alive
For you
Woensdag 8 april 2009
Méditerranéenne
Méditerranéenne
((Adapted from: L'italiano (by Toto Cutugno) - 1983))
Composer(s): Toto Cutugno - Cristiano Minellono - Didier Barbelivien - Hervé Vilard
Performer(s): Hervé Vilard - 1983
Ma vie sera la tienne, Méditerranéenne
Aux Saintes-Maries que j'aime
Y a danger pour l'étranger!
T'as sur le front la croix de ton village
Et deux grands yeux noirs qui me dévisagent
Qui t'a donné ce déhanché toi qui es née
Entre les vignes et les champs d'oliviers?
Dans ta famille on aime les orages
Les flamands roses et les chevaux sauvages
Eparpillés, ensoleillés, ensorcelés
Comme le sont tous les gens du voyage
Viens me rejoindre à la nuit, mais prends garde
Car tu sais bien que ton frère nous regarde
Qu'il t'a juré: y a danger pour l'étranger!
Méditerranéenne, mais qu'est-ce que tu es belle
Ce parfum de Bohème je l'aimerai puisque tu m'aimes
Ma vie sera la tienne, Méditerranéenne
Aux Saintes-Maries que j'aime
Y a danger pour l'étranger!
Mais j'ai envie de courir dans les vagues
Et de crier sous le ciel de Camargue
Qui t'a donné ce déhanché, la majesté d'être nu-pieds
Au milieu des gitanes?
À la tombée du jour, le feu, les flammes
Raniment l'amour dans le cœur des femmes
Quand tu es triste, un guitariste, un violoniste
Est toujours là pour jouer du vague à l'âme
Viens me rejoindre à la nuit mais prends garde
Car tu sais bien que ton frère nous regarde
Qu'il t'a juré : y a danger pour l'étranger!
Méditerranéenne, les guitares se souviennent
La mer est dans la plaine aux Saintes-Maries que j'aime
Ma vie sera la tienne, Méditerranéenne
Ce parfum de Bohème je l'aimerai puisque tu m'aimes
Ma vie sera la tienne, Méditerranéenne
Aux Saintes-Maries que j'aime
Y a danger pour l'étranger!
La la la la la ...
Woensdag 8 april 2009
Maggie's Dream
Maggie's Dream
Composer(s): Dave Loggins; Lisa Silver
Performer(s): Don Williams
Maggie's up each morning at four am
By five at the counter at the diner
Her trucker friends out on the road will soon be stoppin in
As the lights go on at Cafe Carolina
Maggie's been a waitress here most all her life
Thirty years of coffee cups and sore feet
The mountains around Ashville she's never seen the other side
Closer now to fifty than to forty
Maggie's never had a love
She said she's never had enough
Time to let a man into her life
Aw but Maggie has a dream
She's had since she was seventeen
To find a husband and be a wife
Maggie knows the truckers most by first name
What they'll have to say and what they'll order
And they take her in their stories to places far away
And leave her with the dishes, dreams and quarters
And she relies upon the jukebox on the lonely afternoon
When the business starts to slow down she plays the saddest tunes
And she stares off down the highway and she wonders where it goes
Nobody to go home to and it's almost time to close
Dinsdag 7 april 2009
L'italiana
L'italiana
Performer(s): Renato Zero
Non è il fascino ruffiano di una bandiera
la carezza di un dialetto, né una melodia
una cucina così povera ma sincera
allora che cos'è che mi lega a te
Quella faccia strafottente così italiana
di coraggio, di passione, di gelosia
stai nel recinto anche tu
in questo ghetto ci stai
per non vivere più
che bell'esempio che dai
Non rinuncerò
io non sbarrerò la porta
non accetterò
che la faccia mia sia un'altra ed io
quanto ti ho amata pure io
ma questo cielo oltre che il tuo
è pure il mio, la stessa anima
più malinconica, se questo è un oblio!
Da quel primo bacio dato senza pensare
nel timore che un amore ci porti via
migrazioni naturali quelle del cuore
valigie che pesano
Non c'è terra non c'è mare che può spiegare
quale mistica attrazione ci tiene qui
pronti a soffrire così
sono secoli ormai
le differenze fra noi
le appianeremo se vuoi
Madre anche tu
salva almeno le apparenze
tutti i figli tuoi
dalla Sicilia fino in Piemonte, ed io
se ti ho difesa lo sa Dio
ma il tuo pensiero non è più limpido
forse nostalgico
vivo di questa mia utopia, cara democrazia
non ci vedrai più
tutti intorno a una bottiglia
non c'entriamo ormai
nel ritratto di famiglia e tu
più delirante di così
madre dimenticata lì in un angolo
un ruolo scomodo
siamo davvero figli tuoi
così sicura sei
Io ci spero sai
che quel silenzio arrivi, mai!
Dinsdag 7 april 2009
Listening In
Listening In
Composer(s): Mickey Bradley - John O'Neill
Performer(s): The Undertones
I was sitting on my own
No one rang so I picked up the phone
Then I heard your voice
I was listening in
You were talking in the hall
I wasn't there but I heard it all
Nothing I could do
Just listening in
On the carpet you're so small
Who had you covered wall to wall
Nothing I could do
Just listening in
Now you're gone any your line's dead
Nothing I can do instead
No more - no more
No more listening in
Dinsdag 7 april 2009
Maggie May
Maggie May
Composer(s): Martin Quittenton; Rod Stewart
Originally performed by: Rod Stewart
Covered by various other artists
Wake up Maggie, I think I've got something to say to you
It's late September and I really should be back at school
I know I keep you amused
But I fell I'm being used
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and that's what really hurts
The morning sun when it's in your eyes really shows your age
But that don't worry me none, in my eyes you're everything
I laughed at all of your jokes
My love you didn't need to coax
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my soul and that's a pain I can do without
All I needed was a friend to lend a helping hand
But you turned into a lover and mother, what a lover, you wore me out
All you did was wreck my bed
And in the morning kick me in the head
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
'Cause you didn't want to be alone
You stole my heart, I couldn't leave you if I tried
I suppose I could collecd my books and go on back to school
Or steal my daddy's cue and make a living at playing pool
Or find myself a rock and roll band
That needs a helping hand
Oh Maggie, I wished I'd never seen your face
You made a first class fool out of me
But I'm as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart but I love you anyway
I'd never seen your face
I'll get on back home, one of these days
Maandag 6 april 2009
Listening
Listening
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
Performer(s): Michael Nesmith
Sometimes thoughts coincidental
With activities quite simple
In consideration seem to be quite meaningless
Yet hoping for the best
I listen for the rest
Listening to find a way
To overcome earthbound decay
Still I'm classifying these ideas that come to me
Into those that I can see
And those that I can feel
It seems it should be
So easy to do
The things that I am led to do
But conviction and courage
Sometimes drift apart
And takes me back to the start
Sometimes thoughts coincidental
With activities quite simple
In consideration seem to be quite meaningless
Yet hoping for the best
I listen for the rest
Maandag 6 april 2009
Maggie Mae
Maggie Mae
Originally performed by: The Beatles
Oh, dirty Maggie Mae
they have taken her away
and she'll never walk
down Lime Street anymore
Oh, the judge she guilty found her
of robbing the homeward bounder
dirty no good robbing Maggie Mae
It's the part of Liverpool
She returned me to
Two pound ten a week
that was my pay
Zondag 5 april 2009
Listen Mr. Bilbo
Listen Mr. Bilbo
Composer(s): Adrienne Claiborne - Bob Claiborne
Performer(s): Peter, Paul and Mary
and multiple other artists
Listen, Mr. Bigot, listen to me, I'll give you a lesson in history
Listen while I tell you that the foreigners you hate
Are the very same people made America great
Oh listen Mr. Bigot, uh-huh ... listen Mr. Bigot
In 1492, just to see what he could see
Columbus, who was an Italian set out across the sea
He said "Isabella, baby, the world is round
And the USA's just awaitin' to be found"
Listen, Mr. Bigot, listen to me, I'll give you a lesson in history
Listen while I tell you that the foreigners you hate
Are the very same people made America great
Oh listen Mr. Bigot, uh-huh ... listen Mr. Bigot
Oh listen Mr. Bigot, (well, some of my best friends are)
Listen Mr. Bigot (oh, they like to live with their own kind)
Well when the King of England started pushin' Yanks around
They had a little trouble up in Boston town
But a brave, black, Crispus Attucks was the man
The first one to fall when the fightin' began
Listen, Mr. Bigot, listen to me, I'll give you a lesson in history
Listen while I tell you that the foreigners you hate
Are the very same people made America great
Oh listen Mr. Bigot, uh-huh ... listen Mr. Bigot
Oh listen Mr. Bigot
(They can't help it
It's their cultural point of view)
Listen Mr. Bigot (They all look alike to me!)
Now Bigot, you're taking one hell of a chance
Your good friends the Duponts, came over from France
Another thing I'm sure will be news to you
The first Mr. Bigot was a foreigner too
Listen, Mr. Bigot, listen to me, I'll give you a lesson in history
Listen while I tell you that the foreigners you hate
Are the very same people made America great
Oh listen Mr. Bigot, uh-huh ... listen Mr. Bigot
You don't like blacks, you don't like jews
Well if there's anyone you do like, it sure is news
You don't like Poles, Hispanics too
Anyway they serve you up, we don't like you
Listen, Mr. Bigot, listen to me, I'll give you a lesson in history
Listen while I tell you that the foreigners you hate
Are the very same people made America great
Oh listen Mr. Bigot, uh-huh ... listen Mr. Bigot
Oh listen Mr. Bigot
(Well there we were on the beach, just trying to get some sun
And up comes a busload of them, well first they got these boxes that play this music
I mean it's not even in English
Then they take out these stoves or hibachi's or something
The smoke was dreadful, the smell was even worse
I wouldn't let my daughter marry one, ya know?)
Listen Mr. Bigot
Zondag 5 april 2009
Maggie
Maggie
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Maura O'Connell
The violets were scenting the woods Maggie
Displaying their charms to the breeze
When I first said I loved only you Maggie
And you said you loved only me
The chestnut blooms green through the glades Maggie
A robin sang aloud from the tree
When I first said I loved only you Maggie
And you said you loved only me
A golden row of daffodils shone Maggie
And danced with the leaves on the breeze
When I first said I loved only you Maggie
And you said you loved only me
The birds in the trees sang a song Maggie
Of happy a trance for us to be
When I first said I loved only you Maggie
And you said you loved only me
Our dreams they have never come true Maggie
Our hopes they never were to be
When I first said I loved only you Maggie
And you said you loved only me
Zaterdag 4 april 2009
Listen, Learn, Read On
Listen, Learn, Read On
Composer(s): Ian Paice - Jon Lord - Ritchie Blackmore - Rod Evans
Performer(s): Deep Purple
In ages past when spells were cast
In a time of men in steel
When a man was taught no special thing
It was all done by feel
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn
Hear the song of lovely Joan
Her sound so sweet and clear
In the courtroom of the King
Among children and the peers
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn
'Now hear ye the words of Taliesyn,
on the foaming beach of the ocean,
in the day of trouble,
I shall be of more service to thee
than three hundred salmon...'
The hare he bounds across the page
Past castles white and fair
Past dreaming chessmen on their boards
With a fool's mate as a snare
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn
'Three times I have been born
I know this from meditation...'
The bird he flies the distance
From pages two to six
Past minstrels in their boxes
To the waters of the Styx
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn
Don't take the pictures lightly
Listen to their sound
For from their coloured feeling
Experience is found
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn
'All the sciences of the world are collected in my breast
for I know what has been, what is now
and what hereafter will occur ...'
Zaterdag 4 april 2009
Maestras De Jujuy
Maestras De Jujuy
Composer(s): León Gieco; Luis Gurevich
Performer(s): León Gieco
Llanto en flor aventura o sueño
solitaria al viento de Jujuy
en un rincón del mundo
Silencio homenaje de niños
las nubes se abren para el sol
aliento del olvido
Despierta el camino la aurora
las estrellas dejan de brillar
La mula elige al azar pisar
entre las huellas nuevas
Es como una herida que sangra en libertad
es una soledad llena de alegrías
Es como una flor que se abre en la piedra
es la historia cercana a la memoria de glorias
glorias, glorias
Llorando las plegarias del gorrión
es una voz baja que grita
a quién le importa el co-ora-azón
Bailando nueva ronda de hoy
nadie tiene la calma de ver
una gota de rocío
A veces el cielo te nombra
mensajera de la vida
No es Dios quien bendice sino la luna
cuando caen los días
Es como una herida que sangra en libertad
es una soledad llena de alegrías
Es como una flor que se abre en la piedra
es la historia cercana a la memoria de glorias
glorias, glorias
Vrijdag 3 april 2009
Listen To What The Man Said
Listen To What The Man Said
Composer(s): Paul McCartney
Performer(s): Wings
Any Time, Any Day
You Can Hear The People Say
But He Won't Mind, Well, I Don't Know
But I Say Love Is Kind
Soldier Boy Kisses Girl
Leaves Behind A Tragic World
But He Won't Mind, He's In Love
And He Says Love Is Fine
Oh -- Yes, Indeed We Know
That People Will Find A Way To Go
No Matter What The Man Said
And Love Is Fine For All We Know
For All We Know, Our Love Will Grow
-- That's What The Man Said
So Won't You Listen To What The Man Said
He Said ...
Oh -- Yes, Indeed We Know
That People Will Find A Way To Go ...
Oh -- Yes, Indeed We Know
That People Will Find A Way To Go ...
The Wonder Of It All Baby ...
The Wonder Of It All Baby ...
The Wonder Of It All Baby ...
Vrijdag 3 april 2009
Madrigal
Madrigal
Composer(s): Don Felo
Performer(s): José Feliciano
Estando contigo me olvido de todo y de mi
parece que todo lo tengo teniéndote a ti
y no siento este mal que me agobia y que lo llevo conmigo
arruinando esta vida que tengo y no puedo vivir
Una rosa en tu pelo parece una estrella en el cielo
y en el viento parece un acento tu voz musical
y parece un destello de luz la medalla en tu cuello
al menor movimiento de tu cuerpo al andar
Yo a tu lado no siento las horas que van con el tiempo
ni me acuerdo que llevo en el pecho una herida mortal
yo contigo no siento el sonar de la lluvia y el viento
porque llevo tu amor en mi pecho como un madrigal
Donderdag 2 april 2009
Atmospherics: Listen to the Radio
Atmospherics: Listen to the Radio
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel - Tom Robinson
First release by: Tom Robinson - 1984
Leave the bureau in the snow
Catch a tram to Onkel PO
Early evening ring around the moon
Slip in by the concierge
By the bikes and up the stairs
Snap the latch and creep into the room
You throw off your coat, pick up the post
And put a coffee on
Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
And smoke a cigarette
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
In the city late tonight
Double feature, black and white
"Bitter Tears" and "Taxi to the Klo"
Find a bar, avoid a fight
Show your papers, be polite
Walking home with nowhere else to go
You throw off your coat, pick up my note
Put another coffee on
Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
And smoke a cigarette
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
Atmospherics after dark
Noise and voices from the past
Across the dial from Moscow to Cologne
Interference in the night
Thousand miles on either side
Stations fading into the unknown
So throw off your coat, we'll butter some toast
And put a coffee on
We'll lie down on the bed, lay back our heads
Smoke another cigarette
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
All night long ...
Donderdag 2 april 2009
Atmospherics: Listen to the Radio
Atmospherics: Listen to the Radio
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel - Tom Robinson
First release by: Tom Robinson - 1984
Leave the bureau in the snow
Catch a tram to Onkel PO
Early evening ring around the moon
Slip in by the concierge
By the bikes and up the stairs
Snap the latch and creep into the room
You throw off your coat, pick up the post
And put a coffee on
Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
And smoke a cigarette
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
In the city late tonight
Double feature, black and white
"Bitter Tears" and "Taxi to the Klo"
Find a bar, avoid a fight
Show your papers, be polite
Walking home with nowhere else to go
You throw off your coat, pick up my note
Put another coffee on
Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
And smoke a cigarette
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
Atmospherics after dark
Noise and voices from the past
Across the dial from Moscow to Cologne
Interference in the night
Thousand miles on either side
Stations fading into the unknown
So throw off your coat, we'll butter some toast
And put a coffee on
We'll lie down on the bed, lay back our heads
Smoke another cigarette
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
All night long ...
Donderdag 2 april 2009
Madre Dolcissima
Madre Dolcissima
Composer(s): Zucchero
Performer(s): Zucchero
Niente di nuovo
Tranne l'affitto x me
Che mi ritrovo
E mi riperdo x ché
Non ho piú un Dio non ho
E ho perso l'anima
Vago nel vento
Vado peró!
Niente di nuovo
Tranne l'affitto x me
Che ci riprovo
E non capisco cos'é
Ti amo x ché ne ho bisogno
Non x ché ho bisogno di te
Io vago nel vento
Vado peró!
Mama salvami l'anima
Mama salvami l'anima
Mama salvami l'anima
Mama salvami l'anima
Niente di nuovo man
Tranne l'affitto x me
E non é x caso che
Vengo in ginocchio da te
Madre Dolcissima
Carezzami la testa
Che vado nel vento
Vago peró!
Mama salvami l'anima
Mama salvami l'anima
Mama salvami l'anima
Mama salvami l'anima
Jesus is breaking
Jesus is breaking
Jesus is breaking
Jesus is breaking
Mama salvami l'anima
Mama salvami l'anima
Mama salvami l'anima
Hey Mama salvami l'anima
Woensdag 1 april 2009
Listen To The Ocean
