Zondag 1 juni 1975
Che Sarà
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Che Sarà
Composer(s): Jimmy Fontana - Nicola Greco - Franco Migliacci - Carlo Pes
First release by: Ricchi E Poveri - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
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Zondag 1 juni 1975
Rain (José Feliciano)
Rain
Composer(s): José Feliciano; Hilda Feliciano
Performer(s): José Feliciano
Listen to the pouring rain
listen to it pour
And with every drop of rain
You know I love you more
Let it rain all night long
let my love for you go strong
as long as we`re together
who cares about the weather?
Listen to the falling rain
listen to it fall
and with every drop of rain
I can hear you call
call my name right out loud
I can here above the clouds
and I`m here among the puddles
you and I together huddle
Listen to the falling rain
listen to it fall
It`s raining
it`s pouring
The old man is snoring
went to bad
and bumped his head
he couldn`t get up in the morning
Listen to the falling rain
listen to the rain
Zaterdag 31 mei 1975
The Love Machine
The Love Machine
Composer(s): Gerald Nelson - Fred Burch - Chuck Taylor
Performer(s): Elvis Presley; Gerald Nelson
Step right up to the love machine
You may get lucky when you zap a dream
Let the wheel go round, round and round
You may win that girl you've never found
She may be Suzy or Maybelline
She could be Cathy or Angeline
Let the wheel go round, round and round
Try your luck right now on the love machine
We're just a bunch of salty sailors
One thing on our mind
Takin' a chance on this machine
Maybe love we'll find
She maybe tall she maybe short
She may be wide
But Lady Luck stop that wheel
On 38-24-35
Step up, whose next in line
This love machine don't waste no time
Let the wheel go round, round and round
What will your fortune be on the love machine
All right
We're just a bunch of salty sailors
One thing on our mind
Takin' a chance on this machine
Maybe love we'll find
She maybe tall she maybe short
She may be wide
But Lady Luck stop that wheel
On 38-24-35
Step up, whose next in line
This love machine don't waste no time
Let the wheel go round and round and round
And round and round and round and round
What will your fortune be on the love machine
What will your fortune be on the love machine
Zaterdag 31 mei 1975
Che M'importa Del Mondo
Che M'importa Del Mondo
Composer(s): Franco Migliacci - Luis Bacalov
First release by: Rita Pavone - 1964
Che m'importa del mondo
quando tu sei vicino a me
Che m'importa del mondo
quando tu sei vicino a me
io non chiedo più niente al cielo
se mi lascia te
Non guardarmi se piango
è la gioia che sento in me
non c'è cosa più grande
dell'amore mio per te
Fà che questo momento
amore mio
duri tutta la vita
amore, amore
Stringimi forte
amore, amore
a te
Che m'importa del mondo
quando tu sei vicino a me
io non chiedo più niente al cielo
se mi lascia te
Che m'importa del mondo
se tu sei con me
Coro:
Uo uo uo uo uo uoooo
Rita:
Amore, amore
Coro:
Uo uo uo uo uo uoooo
Rita:
Amore, amore
Coro:
Uo uo uo uo uo uoooo
Rita:
Amore, amore
Coro:
Uo uooooooooooooo
Rita:
Che m'importa del mondo
quando tu sei vicino a me
io non chiedo più niente al cielo
se mi lascia te
che m'importa del mondo
se tu sei con me
se tu sei con me
se tu sei
con meeeeeeeee
Zaterdag 31 mei 1975
Rain (Dean Martin)
Rain
Composer(s): Eugene Ford
Performer(s): Dean Martin;
and various other artists
(Rain, rain, don't go away)
(Rain, rain, don't go away)
Rain, let us cuddle while the rain
Pitter patters on the pane
And we're alone
A chance to while away the dreary afternoon
The lovely peaceful afternoon
So no one can see us
Rain (don't go away), it's so cosy in the rain (don't go away)
There's no reason to complain
If she's with you
You hold her hand and then
It's ten to one you'll kiss her
In the rain, rain, rain
Rain it's so cosy in the rain (pitter patter on the pane)
There's no reason to complain
If she's with you
You hold her hand and then
It's ten to one you'll kiss her
In the rain (rain), rain (rain), rain (rain)
Rain, rain, rain
Vrijdag 30 mei 1975
The Love I Never Had
The Love I Never Had
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert - Brian Potter
Performer(s): Tavares
Never gonna miss it
The love I never had
Never gonna miss it
The love I never had
Never gonna miss it...
You've been coming home a little later
And you never feel like saying where you've been
You know I tried to make some conversation
But I guess the things I say are wearin' thin
You never needed me, I only see it now
But I can live alone, girl you taught me how
And I wish that I could say I'm gonna feel so sad
(gonna feel so sad)
But I just can't miss the love I never had
Never gonna miss it
The love I never had
Never gonna miss it...
When I was reachin' out you didn't want me
But at least I know I gave it one good try
(didn't I, didn't I give it one good try?)
Gonna pack my bags then I'll be leavin'
You don't have to stay around to say goodbye
Oh any fool can see it's over and it's done
It really ended girl, before it had begun
And I wish that I could say I'm gonna take it bad
Oh so bad, so bad
But I just can't miss the love I never had
(Never gonna miss it)
Oh and I wish that I could say I'm gonna feel so sad, so sad
(gonna feel so sad)
But I just can't miss the love I never had
Never gonna miss it...
The love I never had
Vrijdag 30 mei 1975
Che Mai Farò
Che Mai Farò
((Adapted from: Et Maintenant (French Version) (Gilbert Bécaud) - 1961))
Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud - Pierre Delanoë - Michele Straniero
Performer(s): Milva - 1961
Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - What Now, My Love? (Shirley Bassey with Nelson Riddle and His Orch.)
1963 - Endnu En Dag (Poul Bundgaard)
1965 - Er Rest Mij Niets (Corry Brokken)
1965 - Et Maintenant (Spanish Version) (Raphael)
1979 - Hva' Nu, Min Ven? (Peter Belli)
1981 - Wat Moet Ik Doen (Will Tura)
Senza di te
Che posso fare
Di tutto il tempo
Che mi resterà
Di tanta gente
Indifferente
Che ne faro
Tu no ci sei piu
Di tante notti
Perché, per chi
E del mattino
Che ancor tornerà
Di questo cuore
Che troppo forte
Batte per chi
Perché
Senza di te
Che posso fare
Nel vuoto che
Mi ciconderà
Mi resterà
La terra e il mare
Ma senza te
Ben poco sarà
Amici no
Lasciate star
Sapete pure
Che cos'é il mio mal
E la città
Con la sua folla
Non è che noia
Per me
Senza di te
Che posso fare
Urlare per
Esser viva ancor
Le notti intere
Voglio bruciare
E al mattino
Ridero di me
Poi una notte
Mi specchiero
E scorgero
La fine per me
Non un fiore
Nessun dolore
Quando me
Ane andro
Anche il dolor
Sarà finito
Tutto finito
Sarà
Vrijdag 30 mei 1975
Railroads And Riverboats
Railroads And Riverboats
Composer(s): Jim Croce; Ingrid Croce
Performer(s): Jim Croce
The railroads, and the riverboats
that bred the mighty man
That we read about, and we dream about
The men who built this land
And the farmers and the lumbermen and the men who worked the mills
And the poor hard working miners
Who died inside the hills
While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her
And the immigrants, by the boat load, in a dozen different tones
Sang of freedom, in the new land
Climbed the ladder rung by rung
Some to Boston, some to Pittsburg, Philidelphia and St. Paul
And the old ways, led to new days
They were welcome one and all
While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her
With the railroads, and the riverboats, and the bread lines far behind
And the days we sang together
Long gone but still in mind
And the men who, came before us, men who brought us to today
And the story, still unravels, from the dreams of yesterday
While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her
Donderdag 29 mei 1975
The Love I Lost
The Love I Lost
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble - Leon Huff
First release by: Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes - 1973
I can remember planning
Building my whole world around you
And I can remember hoping
That you and I could make it on through
But something went wrong
We loved each other
We just couldn't get along
Take a good look at me
I'm in misery, can't you see
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was a sweet love (it was a sweet love)
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was complete love (it was complete love)
The love I lost (the love I lost)
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again ooh
I can't remember nothing, no no
But the good times we used to share
I'm so sad and lonely
Without you my life is so dead
I'm sorry to say
You go your way and I'll go my way
It hurts deep inside
The day we said goodbye, but
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was a sweet love (it was a sweet love)
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was complete love (it was complete love)
The love I lost ooh ooh
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again (I'll never love again)
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again ooh ooh ooh ooh
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again
The love, the love I lost, ooh
The love, the love I lost
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was a sweet love (it was a sweet love)
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was complete love (it was complete love)
The love I lost ooh ooh
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again (I'll never love again)
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again ooh ooh ooh ooh
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again
Donderdag 29 mei 1975
Che Cosa Resterà Di Me
Che Cosa Resterà Di Me ((aka Che Cosa Resta (Franco Battiato - 1999))
((Adapted from: Que Reste-T-Il De Nos Amours? (Charles Trenet) - 1942))
Composer(s): Charles Trenet - Léo Chauliac - Franco Battiato
Performer(s): Gianni Morandi - 1988
Versions In Other Languages:
1957 - I Wish You Love (Keely Smith)
1977 - Ce-A Mai Iramas? (Alla Baianova)
Lo sai che più s'invecchia
più affiorano ricordi lontanissimi
come se fosse ieri
mi vedo a volte in braccio a mia madre
e sento ancora i teneri commenti di mio padre
I pranzi le domeniche dai nonni
le voglie e le esplosioni irrazionali
i primi passi, gioie e dispiaceri
La prima goccia bianca che spavento
e che piacere strano
e un innamoramento senza senso
per legge naturale a quell'età
I primi accordi su di un organo da chiesa in sacrestia
ed un dogmatico rispetto
per le istituzioni
Che cosa resterà di me
del transito terrestre
di tutte le impressioni
che ho avuto in questa vita
Mi piacciono le scelte passionali
quella saggezza pratica che si tramanda il popolo
adoro quando sto lontano qualche settimana
quell'atmosfera che ritrovo ritornando qui in Emilia
figlio di un pensiero rosso e partigiano
Di recente ho qualche fremito diverso sul creato
Anch'io a guardarmi bene vivo da millenni
e vengo dritto dalla civiltà più alta dei Sumeri
dall'arte cuneiforme degli scribi
e dormo spesso dentro a un sacco a pelo
perché non voglio perdere i contatti con la terra
Che cosa resterà di me
del transito terrestre
di tutte le impressioni
che ho avuto in questa vita
Che cosa resterà di noi
del transito terrestre
di tutte le impressioni
che abbiamo in questa vita
Donderdag 29 mei 1975
Railroad Lady
Railroad Lady
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Jerry Jeff Walker
Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett;
and various other artists
She's a railroad lady
Just a little bit shady
Spendin' her days on the trains
She's a semi-good looker
But the fast rails they took 'er
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again
South Station in Boston
To the freightyards of Austin
From the Florida sunshine
To the New Orleans rain
Now that the rail p.a.c.s.
Has taken the best tracks
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again
She's a railroad lady
Just a little bit shady
Spendin' her life on a train
Once a pullman car traveller
Now the brakeman won't have 'er
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again
Once a high ballin' loner
He thought he could own 'er
Bought her a fur and a big diamond ring
She hocked 'em for cold cash
Left town on the Wabash
Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home way back then
But the rails are now rusty
The dinin' car's dusty
Gold plated watches have taken their toll
Yeah the railroads are dyin'
And the lady she's cryin'
On a bus to Kentucky and home that's her goal
She's a railroad lady
Just a little bit shady
Spendin' her life on a train
She's a semi-good looker
But the fast rails they took 'er
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again
Yes on a bus to Kentucky and home once again
Woensdag 28 mei 1975
The Lost Chord
The Lost Chord
Composer(s): Arthur Sullivan - Adelaide Anne Proctor
Performer(s): Enrico Caruso
and multiple other artists
Seated one day at the organ
I was weary and ill at ease
And my fingers wander'd idly over the noisy keys
I know not what I was playing
Or what I was dreaming then
But I struck one chord of music
Like the sound of a great amen
Like the sound of a great amen
It flooded the crimson twilight
Like the close of an angel's psalm
And it lay on my fever'd spirit
With a touch of infinite calm
It quieted pain and sorrow
Like love overcoming strife,
It seem'd the harmonious echo from our discordant life
It link'd all perplexed meanings
Into one perfect peace, and trembled away into silence
As if it were loath to cease
I have sought, but I seek vainly
That one lost chord divine
Which came from the soul of the organ
And enter'd into mine
It may be death's bright angel
Will speak in that chord again
It maybe that only in heav'n
I shall hear that grand amen
Woensdag 28 mei 1975
Che C'è
Che C'è
Performer(s): Antonello Venditti
Che c'è
è ritornato il sole dentro me
e l'aria è più leggera come se
tutto l'amore che cercavi adesso c'è
e non ti manca niente al mondo
Che c'è
che bella 'sta giornata insieme a te
di lacrime e di gioia come se
tutta la vita che speravi è qui per te
e non ti manca niente al mondo
Il tempo ci ritrova qui ancora un'altra volta
i nostri cuori unisoni legati un'altra volta
per te che ci fai liberi ovunque al mondo siamo
in ogni giorno che vorrai io griderò ti amo
Perché
sognavo questa Roma e Roma c'è
e l'aria e' più leggera come se
tutto l'amore che cercavi adesso c'è
e non ti manca niente al mondo
E il tempo ci ritrova qui ancora un'altra volta
i nostri cuori unisoni cantare un'altra volta
per te che ci fai liberi ovunque al mondo siamo
in ogni giorno che vorrai io griderò ti amo
Che c'è
è ritornato il sole dentro me
e l'anima è leggera come se
tutto l'amore che cercavi adesso c'è
e non ti manca niente al mondo
Perché
sognavo questa Roma e Roma c'è
e l'aria e' più leggera come se
tutto l'amore che speravi è qui per te
e non ti manca niente al mondo
Che c'è
Woensdag 28 mei 1975
Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Composer(s): Lewis F. Muir;
Maurice Abrahams; Grant Clarke
Performer(s): Jo Stafford;
and various other artists
Out in Arizona where the bad men are
And the only friend to guide you is an Eve'ning star
The roughest toughest man by far
Is Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Got his name from singing to the cows and sheep
Ev'ry night they say he sings the herd to sleep
In a basso rich and deep
Crooning soft and low
He always sings, raggy music to the cattle
As he swings, back and forward in the saddle
On a horse, that is syncopated, gaited
And there's such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater
How they run, when they hear that fellow's gun
Because the Western folks all know
He's a high-faluting scooting, shooting son-of-a-gun from Arizona
Ragtime Cow Boy Joe
Dressed up ev'ry Sunday in his Sunday clothes
He beats it for the village where he always goes
And ev'ry girl in town is Joe's
'Cause he's a ragtime bear
When he starts a spieling on the dance hall floor
No one but a lunatic would start a war
Wise men know his forty four
Makes men dance for fair
He always sings, raggy music to the cattle
As he swings, back and forward in the saddle
On a horse, that is syncopated, gaited
And there's such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater
How they run, when they hear that fellow's gun
Because the Western folks all know
He's a high-faluting scooting, shooting son-of-a-gun from Arizona
Ragtime Cow Boy Joe
Dinsdag 27 mei 1975
The Lord's Prayer
The Lord's Prayer
Composer(s): Albert Hay Malotte
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
Our Father, which art in heaven
Hallowed be thy Name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done in earth
As it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our debts
As we forgive our debtors
(As we forgive those who trespass against us)
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever (and ever)
Amen
Dinsdag 27 mei 1975
Che Bella Gente
Che Bella Gente ((aka Quelli Là (Duilio Del Prete) - 2002))
((Adapted from: Ces Gens-Là (Jacques Brel) - 1966))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Herbert Pagani
Performer(s): Giorgio Gaber - 1971
Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - Dat Soort Volk (Liesbeth List)
1970 - Dit Slag Volk (Herman van Veen)
2001 - People Such As These (The Walkabouts)
Sì avvocato, lei mi parla così della provincia perché non li conosce
Lei non sa mica come è fatta questa gente qua
Lo vede quello là, sì quello col testone
lui che a quest’ora qua non sa già più il suo nome
un nome rispettato, la casa sulla piazza
mai che abbia lavorato, arriva qui ogni sera
e inchioda il suo sedere davanti a un tavolino
e affoga nel barbera
Poi quando vien mattino te lo ritrovi dove?
Ma in chiesa sissignore, dritto come una scopa
con l’occhio d’affogato va far la comunione
per smaltire il vino
Mi creda avvocato che quel verme lì non pensa mica sa? No!
Prega!
E poi c’è il fratellino, un "temperapennini"
ragioniere al catasto, incassa bustarelle
distribuisce inchini, peggio d’un dente guasto
pensi che s’è sposato con una mezza gobba
solo perché ha la dote, ma non gli basta mai
Col suo bel cappellino, col suo bel cappottino
col suo bel "seicentino" fa pure lo strozzino!
Non manca una funzione, deve tenere d’occhio
sessanta debitori che lui tiene in ginocchio
Mi creda avvocato che quel fetente là non prega mica sa?
Frega!
E poi ci sono gli altri, la madre sempre muta
che macina golfini e il padre possidente
che è morto scivolando sul pavimento a cera
Da una cornice nera come da una finestra
osserva tutto il gregge che mangia la minestra
e senti fare ‘Chhiu-Chhiu’, e senti fare ‘Chhiu-Chhiu’
E poi c’è la bisnonna che trema ma non muore
le contano le ore e invocano il momento
di chiudere la bara e aprire il testamento
Mi creda avvocato ai funerali di quella gente lì mica si canta sa?
No, ah, ah, no!
Si conta!
E poi, e poi, e poi
c’è Margherita che è bella come il sole
e lei non ha idea del bene che mi vuole
se ne ama addirittura una casa nostra
è piena di finestre e quasi niente mura
e dentro solo noi a ridere di gioia
la cosa è già sicura, solo che c’è una noia
la sua famiglia è contro,la sua famiglia è contro
Ce l’hanno su con me, mi danno del pezzente
mi danno del barbone, e già per quella gente
è meglio un delinquente ma con la posizione
e anche se la figlia sembra differente
è nata ed è cresciuta in quel ambiente
Da un mese a questa parte la tengono al guinzaglio
e quando ci incontriamo gli occhi di lei mi fissano
e sembra che mi dica che un giorno fuggirà
che mi raggiungerà e allora in quel momento
allora io le credo avvocato ma solo in quel momento
perché da quelle case là nessuno scappa mai!
Ha capito avvocato? Da lì non si va via!
Oh come è tardi! Mi scusi, io torno a casa mia…
Dinsdag 27 mei 1975
Rags To Riches
Rags To Riches
Composer(s): Richard Adler; Jerry Ross
Performer(s): Tony Bennett;
and various other artists
I know I'd go from rags to riches
If you would only say you care
And though my pocket may be empty
I'd be a millionaire
My clothes may still be torn and tattered
But in my heart I'd be a king
Your love is all that ever mattered
It's everything
So open your arms and you'll open the door
To ev'ry treasure that I'm hopin' for
Hold me and kiss me and tell me you're mine ever more
Must I forever be a beggar
Whose golden dreams will not come true?
Or will I go from rags to riches?
My fate is up to you
Must I forever be a beggar
Whose golden dreams will not come true?
Or will I go from rags to riches?
My fate is up to you
Maandag 26 mei 1975
The Lord Knows I'm Drinking
The Lord Knows I'm Drinking
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
First release by: Cal Smith - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Hello Mrs Johnson, you self righteous woman
Sunday School teacher, what brings you out slummin'
Do you reckon the preacher would approve where you are
Standing here visitin' with a back-slidin' Christian
In a neighborhood bar
Well, yes, that's my bottle and yes, that's my glass
And I see you're eyeballin' this pretty young lass
It ain't none of your business, but, yes, she's with me
And we don't need no sermon, you self righteous woman
Just let us be
The Lord knows I'm drinkin' and runnin' around
And he don't need your loud mouth informing the town
The Lord knows I'm sinnin' and sinnin' ain't right
But me and the good Lord gonna have us a good talk later tonight
Goodbye Mrs Johnson, you self righteous biddy
I don't need your preaching and I don't need your pity
So, go back to whatever you hypocrites do
And when I talk to heaven, be nice
And I'll put in a good word for you
Yes, the Lord knows I'm drinkin' and runnin' around
And he don't need your loud mouth informing the town
The Lord knows I'm sinnin' and sinnin' ain't right
But me and the good Lord gonna have us a good talk later tonight
Yes, me and the good Lord gonna have us a good talk later tonight
Maandag 26 mei 1975
Chauffard
Chauffard
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Y a les bandes blanches qui défilent
Et ta vie qui s'accroche à son fil
Tu es dans la zone rouge du compteur
Mais tu ne t'occupes plus des couleurs
Il faut surtout pas que tes mains tremblent
Y a les troncs des arbres qui t'attendent
Même dans les passages difficiles
Y a les bandes blanches qui défilent
Y a le vent qui siffle sous les tôles
Et le cri des pneus quand tu décolles
Et derrière toi la nuit qui retombe
Sur le sillage étroit de ta bombe
Est-ce que c'est ton cœur qui fait hurler la machine
Ou bien le moteur qui bat dans ta poitrine
Et qui propulse ton projectile
Entre les bandes blanches qui défilent
Chauffard
Tu vois le monde autour dans des brumes liquides
Et c'est pour ça que tu cours toujours sur la voie rapide
Chauffard, chauffard
Tu pousses la musique jusqu'au plus fort
Pour pas sentir les doigt de la mort
Et ni les chiens qui aboient dans leur sommeil
Ni les hommes de loi que tu réveilles
Tu vois quelques tâches claires sur le dos des camions
Quelques mots de travers sur des panneaux bidons
Et ton sang fait monter les aiguilles
Jusqu'au rouge des feux que tu grilles
Chauffard, chauffard
Tu vois le monde autour dans des brumes liquides
Et c'est pour ça que tu cours toujours sur la voie rapide
Chauffard, chauffard
Tu dis que tu connais ton nom par cœur
Et que tu préfères le son de ton moteur
Que si jamais personne ne t'arrête
T'iras te crasher sur le fond de la planète
Et que tu vibres quand les virages s'avancent
Et que la vitesse te laisse ta chance
Et que t'es jamais aussi tranquille
Que quand les bandes blanches défilent
Chauffard, chauffard
Tu vois le monde autour dans des brumes liquides
Et c'est pour ça que tu cours toujours sur la voie rapide
Tu vois le monde autour dans des brumes liquides
Et c'est pour ça que tu cours toujours sur la voie rapide
Chauffard, Chauffard
Chauffard, chauffard, chauffard
Maandag 26 mei 1975
Raggio Di Luna (Antonello Venditti)
