Woensdag 28 juli 1993
Work Your Magic
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Work Your Magic
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Woensdag 28 juli 1993
Historia De Mate Cosido
Historia De Mate Cosido
Composer(s): Adrián Abonizio
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Sentado entre maderas
y flores caen
la llama del tabaco
y la cruz de los barcos
Alla lejos cuando salen
de la iglesia los compadres
se sientan a jugar
al sol
Una fiesta cuesta arriba
hubo anoche y en la esquina
amanecio lloviendo
Sentado entre maderas
y las flores caen
la llama del tabaco
y la cruz de los barcos
Si las luces de este pueblo
te preguntan como he muerto
deciles: que no sabes
Mi revolver, mi campera
mi hacha, mi trampera
mis viejos perros, mi prontuario
Tenes que estar prevenido
un dia la lancha, va a llegar
me quedare tan tranquilo
me cambiare de camisa
y de pu–al
para que un oficial escriba
en el parte de salida, un ahogo
se ganara un ascenso
como padre de familia
para que un oficial escriba
en el parte de salida, un ahogo
lo contara en la guardia, que no tembló
Para que el rio se detenga
a la hora senalada, llegará
como una pu–alada
como una mano más
Dinsdag 27 juli 1993
Stay In My Corner
Stay In My Corner
Composer(s): Wade Flemons - Barrett Strong - Bobby Miller
First release by: The Dells - 1965
If you stay-ay-ay darling (stay in my corner)
You make me so proud, stay darling
Please stay in my corner
To the world I'd cry my love
How I love you
Honey I love you, I really love you
Please, please, please stay darling
And I will never never let you down
Just say you'll stay
Stay in my corner
Cause I'll need you always around
To tell me you love me
Honey love me, so darling stay
There'll be times when I may fail
I'll need your love to comfort me
But if these may prevail
But just a kiss from you
Will make things sweet
Mmm stay, ohhhhh stay
One more time baby
But just a kiss from you
Will make things sweet
Honey I love you, I love you
I love you ...
Dinsdag 27 juli 1993
Historia De Las Sillas
Historia De Las Sillas
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
En el borde del camino hay una silla
la rapiña merodea aquel lugar
La casaca del amigo esta tendida
el amigo no se sienta a descansar
Sus zapatos de gastados son espejos
que le queman la garganta con el sol
y a través de su cansancio pasa un viejo
que le seca con la sombra el sudor
En la punta del amor viaja el amigo
en la punta más aguda que hay que ver
Esa punta que lo mismo cava en tierra
que en las ruinas, que en un rastro de mujer
Es por eso que es soldado y es amante
es por eso que es madera y es metal
es por eso que lo mismo siembra rosas
que razones de bandera y arsenal
El que tenga una canción tendrá tormenta
el que tenga compañía, soledad
El que siga un buen camino tendrá sillas
peligrosas que lo inviten a parar
Pero vale la canción buena tormenta
y la compañía vale soledad
siempre vale la agonía de la prisa
aunque se llene de sillas la verdad
Maandag 26 juli 1993
I Love You Mi Vida
I Love You Mi Vida
Composer(s): Andreas Rickstrand
First performance by: D'nash - 2007
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Ven hacia mí, descubre el amor
Ven hacia mí, siente mi pasión
Tú ven hacia mí como el escorpión
Que endulza con su herida
Hay besos de mí que nadie robó
Hay versos de mí que nadie escuchó
Tú ven hacia mí con el corazón
Que en mí se clavaría
No mires atrás ningún día
Atrévete a dar corazón
I love you mi vida (I-e-o)
Desgarra mi vida
Y pártela en dos
Que se hundan mis días
Si todo es mentira
Y pierdo tu amor
Si pierdes mi amor
I love you mi vida (I-e-o)
Seduce mi vida
Siente la pasión
Ven, dame tus días
Y baila mi son
Mi danza de amor
Mi danza de amor
(Hey hey hey)
(Hey hey hey)
Ven hacia mí sin miedo al dolor
Siente por mí lo mismo que yo
Tú ven hacia mí como el escorpión
Que mata con su herida
No mires atrás nngún día
Atrévete a dar corazón
I love you mi vida (I-e-o)
Desgarra mi vida
Y pártela en dos
Que se hundan mis días
Si todo es mentira
Y pierdo tu amor
Si pierdes mi amor
I love you mi vida (I-e-o)
Seduce mi vida
Siente la pasión
Ven, dame tus días
Y baila mi son
Mi danza de amor
Mi danza de amor
I love you mi vida
Mi danza de amor
I love you mi vida (I-e-o)
Desgarra mi vida
(Seduce mi vida)
Y pártela en dos
Que se hundan mis días
Si todo es mentira
Y pierdo tu amor
Si pierdes mi amor
I love you mi vida (I-e-o)
Seduce mi vida
Siente la pasión
Ven, dame tus días
Y baila mi son
Mi danza de amor
Mi danza de amor
Maandag 26 juli 1993
História De Amor
História De Amor
Composer(s): Manuel Giménez; Fernando Adour
Performer(s): Julio Iglesias
Meu olhar passeia na parede
Não atendo mais o telefone
Na varanda balança uma rede
E na alma só vem o teu nome
Numa taça de um vinho amargo
Tua imagem me aparece e some
O presente vive o passado
E na alma só vem o teu nome
Eu não quero quero lembrar
Tudo o que eu senti
Eu só quero gritar
Quanta saudade de ti
Brigas, Ternura
Uma história de amor e de loucura
Brigas, Ternura
Uma história de amor e de loucura
Se foi para sempre
Esse amor tão feroz
Se apagou de repente
E ficamos tão sós
Brigas, Ternura
Uma história de amor e de loucura
Brigas, Ternura
Uma história de amor e de loucura
Nos amávamos em hora errada
E brigávamos em hora incerta
Era fuga, era descoberta
Pra nós dois é história acabada
Eu não quero quero lembrar
Tudo o que eu senti
Eu só quero gritar
Quanta saudade de ti
Brigas, Ternura
Uma história de amor e de loucura
Brigas, Ternura
Uma história de amor e de loucura
Maandag 26 juli 1993
Histoire De Roses
Histoire De Roses
Composer(s): Robert Lamoureux; Georges Hélian
Performer(s): Patachou
Robert Lamoureux a écrit une chanson
Qu'il a appellée "Histoire de Roses"
Quand à la fin d'un très grand repas
La famille demande à Papa de chanter quelque chose
Papa se lève, sur la table il s'appuie d'une main
Et il chante un refrain très ancien
Qu'il appelle "Histoire de roses"
C'est une chanson très compliquée
Y a quatre refrains quatre couplets sans une seule pose
Et comme il ne se rappelle jamais de la fin
C'est toujours Maman qui lui souffle derrière sa main
Timide et rose
C'est une terrible histoire dans laquelle
Il est question d'une fille qui meurt à vingt ans
De tuberculose, son père, qui est employé des P & T
Va tous les matins au cimetière porter des gerbes de roses
C'est... c'est très triste
Et le frère de Papa, mon oncle Léon
Lui dit tout de même, à cette époque là les chansons
C'était quelque chose
Vers la fin ça n'va jamais très très bien
Puis Maman lui dit : Allez, allez, ça fait rien
Timide et rose
Je les imagine très bien dans l'temps
Papa tenant par le bras Maman
Timide et rose
Fredonnant déjà cette chanson
Dans la p'tite île de Robinson
Qu'a vu tant d'choses
Maman m'a dit ton père d'ailleurs
N'a jamais pu l'apprendre par cœur
Et c'est la cause pour laquelle je l'ai épousé
Sans moi il pourrait pas chanter
L'histoire des roses
Mes parents depuis qu'je les connais
Chez nous lorsque la dispute naît
Pour pas grand chose
J'prends mon air le plus innocent
Et je fredonne en me trompant
L'histoire des roses
Papa rectifie, continue
Jusqu'à l'endroit qui s'rappelle plus
Et porte close
La paix revient dans la maison
Quand Maman finit la chanson
Timide et rose
Maintenant j'connais cette chanson là
Mais à l'endroit où s'trompe Papa
Quelle drôle de chose
Moi non plus j'm'en rappelle plus bien
Quelles sont les deux phrases de la fin
Et c'est la cause
Pour laquelle j'me fais du souci
Et j'attends d'trouver moi aussi
Timide et rose
Le gars qui voudra pour la vie
M'apprendre à dire comment fini
L'histoire des roses
Zondag 25 juli 1993
Stay Beside Me
Stay Beside Me
Composer(s): M. Ellenhorn - B. Olofson
Performer(s): Ritchie Valens
Stay beside me, here beside me
Stay beside me day after day
When I'm feeling blue, let me look at you
Oh my darling, please won't you say
You'll stay beside me, help & guide me
Never never leave me alone
Trust & love me, be proud of me
Let me keep your heart for my own
With your love, you make me strong
Come to me where you belong
Stay beside me, close beside me
You must know it's you I adore
You were meant for me, you will always be
My true love forever more
Zondag 25 juli 1993
Histoire De Faussaire
Histoire De Faussaire
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Se découpant sur champ d'azur
La ferme était fausse bien sûr
Et le chaume servant de toit
Synthétique comme il se doit
Au bout d'une allée de faux buis
On apercevait un faux puits
Du fond duquel la vérité
N'avait jamais dû remonter
Et la maîtresse de céans
Dans un habit, ma foi, seyant
De fermière de comédie
À ma rencontre descendit
Et mon petit bouquet, soudain
Parut terne dans ce jardin
Près des massifs de fausses fleurs
Offrant les plus vives couleurs
Ayant foulé le faux gazon
Je la suivis dans la maison
Où brillait sans se consumer
Un genre de feu sans fumée
Face au faux buffet Henri deux
Alignés sur les rayons de
La bibliothèque en faux bois
Faux bouquins achetés au poids
Faux Aubusson, fausses armures
Faux tableaux de maîtres au mur
Fausses perles et faux bijoux
Faux grains de beauté sur les joues
Faux ongles au bout des menottes
Piano jouant des fausses notes
Avec des touches ne devant
Pas leur ivoire aux éléphants
Aux lueurs des fausses chandelles
Enlevant ses fausses dentelles
Elle a dit, mais ce n'était pas
Sûr, tu es mon premier faux pas
Fausse vierge, fausse pudeur
Fausse fièvre, simulateurs
Ces anges artificiels
Venus d'un faux septième ciel
La seule chose un peu sincère
Dans cette histoire de faussaire
Et contre laquelle il ne faut
Peut-être pas s'inscrire en faux
C'est mon penchant pour elle et mon
Gros point du côté du poumon
Quand amoureuse elle tomba
D'un vrai marquis de Carabas
En l'occurrence Cupidon
Se conduisit en faux-jeton
En véritable faux témoin
Et Vénus aussi, néanmoins
Ce serait sans doute mentir
Par omission de ne pas dire
Que je leur dois quand même une heure
Authentique de vrai bonheur
Zaterdag 24 juli 1993
Vous C'est Nous
Vous C'est Nous
First performance by: Virginie Pouchain - 2006
Peu importe sa patrie
C'est ici que l'on vit
L'eau et la terre
Juste pour quelques hommes
C'a nous coute cher
On est tous des hommes
Des femmes du monde
Tu sais nous, c'est vous
Puisque vous, c'est nous
Peu importe ce qu'on dit
C'est ici que l'on vit
On n'est plus esclaves ni colons
Alors souviens toi
De'passe et marchons
Vers le monde
Tu sais nous, c'est vous
Puisque vous, c'est nous
Nos hiers se touchent ou se ressemblent
Et demain existe
Pourvu qu'on l'attende ensembles
Tu sais nous, c'est vous
Puisque vous, c'est nous
Zaterdag 24 juli 1993
Histoire D'aimer
Histoire D'aimer
Composer(s): Carlo Bixio; Guido DeAngelis;
Maurizio DeAngelis; Leila Chellabi
Performer(s): Dalida
Vivre une passion jusqu'à l'excès
Avec l'amour pour Roi
Aimer jusqu'à en être blessée
Avec l'amour pour loi
Se déchaîner jusqu'à la folie quand mort la jalousie
Tout oublier au creux d'un grand lit
C'est son histoire d'aimer
Dans le luxe d'un bel appartement ou je ne suis qu'un meuble
Je fais parfois des rêves troublants ou tu n'es plus aveugle
Amoureux et jaloux comme un fou
Tu sais prendre et donner
Alors je met en scène et je joue
Mon histoire d 'aimer
La passion quand je la rêve
Donne à notre amour la fièvre
C'est mon histoire d'aimer
Si tu me battais dans la vie
Je crois que je te dirais merci
La passion comme je la rêve
Donne à notre amour la fièvre
C'est mon histoire d'aimer
Quand on vivra un autre amour avec amour
Quand tu me trompes et que tu me mens
J'ai envie de hurler
Pour que ta rage dans un élan puisse me bâillonner
Dans un corps à corps désordonné je capitulerais
Voilà comment j'ai souvent rêvé
Mon histoire d'aimer
La passion quand je la rêve
Donne à notre amour la fièvre
C'est mon histoire d'aimer
Si tu me battais dans la vie
Je crois bien que je te dirais merci
La passion comme je la rêve
Donne à notre amour la fièvre
C'est mon histoire d'aimer
Si tu me battais dans la vie
Je crois que te dirais merci
La passion quand je la rêve
Donne à notre amour la fièvre
C'est mon histoire d'aimer
Si tu me battais dans la vie...
Vrijdag 23 juli 1993
Stay Awhile
Stay Awhile
Composer(s): Ken Tobias
Performer(s): The Bells
Into my room he creeps
Without making a sound
Into my dreams he peeps
With his hair all long and hanging down
How he makes me quiver
How he makes me smile
With all this love I have to give him
I guess I'm gonna stay with him awhile
She brushes the curls from my eyes
She drops her robe on the floor
And she reaches for the light on the bureau
And the darkness is her pillow once more
How she makes me quiver
How she makes me smile
With all this love I have to give her
I guess I'm gonna stay with her awhile
How it makes me quiver
How it makes me smile
With all this love I have to give you
Guess I'm gonna stay with you awhile
How it makes me quiver
How it makes me smile
With all this love I have to give you
Guess I'm gonna stay with you awhile
Stay with you awhile
I guess I'm gonna stay
Vrijdag 23 juli 1993
His Wife Refused
His Wife Refused
Composer(s): David Byrne
Performer(s): David Byrne
A great big house- with nothing in it
He comes home says "Now wait a minute"
He's comin' in She's goin' out
He turns around says, "What's that about?"
Do what they like, the kid's in school
Think she don't know, now, who's kidding who?
He turns around says "Who wants to know?"
Open the door and there's nobody home!
Go ahead- fill their heads
Go ahead- fill their heads with poison
Take a look- these people are savages!
Take a look- at their misfortune
I'm goin up I got a message
I'm gonna wait till I close the door
I'm gonna wrap, myself in blankets
I'm gonna, roll out, across the floor
Well the bride bride and the groom
Run in a circle around their house
They're goin' out they're comin' in
Inside a circle around their house
These shoes don't fit- this tie don't match
I'm gonna throw it away when I get home
I'm turned around I'm doin' my best
I'm gonna wait until the light comes on
Yes he's the king and she's the queen
Run in a circle around their house
Open the door and let them in
Inside a circle around their house
Donderdag 22 juli 1993
Mr. Nobody
Mr. Nobody
Composer(s): Matjaž Vlašic - Urša Vlašic
First performance by: Anžej Dežan - 2006
You, you came to me one night
Just like a ray of light
I thought we'd be forever
Now it's so clear to me
I'm part of history
You're leaving me in sorrow
So deeply, so badly, you're hurting me
Tell me, who's that lucky hero
Sleeping tightly on your pillow?
Ah... tell me, will it be forever?
'Cause when you look at me
I'm Mister Nobody
It's just a game you play
Can't let you walk away
Like a stranger passing by
With no more tears to dry
You're leaving me in sorrow
So deeply, so badly, you're hurting me
Tell me, who's that lucky hero
Sleeping tightly on your pillow?
Ah... tell me, will it be forever?
'Cause when you look at me
I'm Mister Nobody
It's just a game you play
Can't let you walk away
Tell me, who's that lucky hero
Sleeping tightly on your pillow?
Ah... tell me, will it be forever?
'Cause when you look at me
I'm Mister Nobody
It's just a game you play
Can't let you walk away
Donderdag 22 juli 1993
His Rocking Horse Ran Away
His Rocking Horse Ran Away
From the Film "And The Angels Sing 1944"
Composer(s): Johnny Burke; Jimmy Van Heusen
Performer(s): Betty Hutton;
and various other artists
I must sit down for a minute
I'm ready to fall in a heap
Willie's been fed and I've tucked him in bed
thank goodness the darling's asleep
He's a wonderful boy and a joy and a boon
Ahh, gee, you should have seen him this afternoon
Bang went the bridge lamp, down went the table, crash went the china tray
But he said "I couldn't help it, my rocking horse ran away!"
Rip rip went the curtain, wham went the window, crunch went the new buffet
And I heard him tell his daddy "My rocking horse ran away"
Somehow Indians got into our front room
Our cowboy grabbed for his gun and went boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Slam went the screen door, smash went the mirror, looks like I'll soon be gray
But he smiles and what's the difference and maybe some Mother's Day
I'll remember when his rocking horse ran away
Got up early this morning, wore a flimsy negligee
Had to hurry to fix the breakfast and get daddy on his way
Figured I could get the paper, so the neighbors wouldn't see
So I sneaked out on the porch, very, very quietly
Wham went the dish pan, then came a holler, up went the neighbor's shade
It was Mother's little darling, out on a commando raid
Came home late from a picture. I was tired, my shoes were tight
Took off my stockings, dropped my girdle
Got undressed and pulled the light. boy!
Slipped into my night gown, then tiptoed across the floor
Better have a look at Junior, so I peeked into his door
Clang, clang, clang went a cowbell, whee went a whistle, I nearly had a stroke
It was mother's precious baby, just havin' his little joke
Always just when I'm breathin' a peaceful sigh
There's G-Men, coppers and robbers and hi-yo silver!
Bam went the book case, boot went the fruit bowl, boom went the glass bouquet
But he smiles and what's the difference and maybe some mother's day
I'll remember when, bang went the lamp, down went the table
Crash went the tray, rip rip went the curtain, wham went a window
Clang went a bell, whee went a whistle, bam went a pan, slam went a door
On that eventful day, when his rocking horse ran away
Woensdag 21 juli 1993
Stay Away From The Apple Tree
Stay Away From The Apple Tree
Composer(s): Roger Bowling - Chris Butler
Performer(s): Billie Jo Spears; Lena Martell
In the beginning God made the world
And something wasn't right
He reached down His hand and He made man
Then He smiled, 'cause it was right
But it didn't take long for Him to see
This man was so alone
So He gave him a woman
To love and call his own
Now, the devil had an apple tree
The fruit, it looked so fine
Man took a bite, it tasted sweet
So he stepped out of line
Now today it's still the same
And I know she's tempting you
So with all my love and all my heart
I am begging you
Stay away, stay away from the apple tree
Don't you know that all she wants to do
Is hurt you and me?
Stay away, stay away from the apple tree
And spend all your time loving me
Woensdag 21 juli 1993
His Lips Get In The Way
His Lips Get In The Way
French Title: Je Ne Veux Que Lui
Composer(s): Howard Greenfield; Helen Miller
Performer(s): The Shirelles
Everybody tells me I'm
A fool and I'm just wastin' time
To love someone who's not in love with me
Friends all say that I'm a dope
To stay in love when there's no hope
But I'm a dope who loves him hopelessly
Chorus:
What can I do? Hey, what can I say?
Each time I try to say goodbye
His lips get in the way
Oh yeah, his lips get in the way
He says my love don't mean a thing
But still he keeps me on a string
I'm just someone he likes to have around
I say I want no more of this
But then he stops me with a kiss
I can't resist him though he puts me down
(chorus)
Everybody calls me fool
They say "Hey girl, go back to school and learn the things that every girl should know"
But I guess I've got no brains
Because my foolish heart remains
I just can't break the chains & let him go, no no
(chorus)
His lips get in the way
Dinsdag 20 juli 1993
Coisas De Nada
Coisas De Nada
Composer(s): Elvis Veiguinha - José Manuel Alfonso
First performance by: Nonstop - 2006
Gonna make you dance
Gonna make you smile
I'll make you stop thinking sad things for a while
And everything waits when you're dancing in style
Não digas nada
Somos livres de ficar
Não estragues a noite
com coisas de nada
Juntos, tão juntos
Os dois pela noite
Podemos rir e falar
e dançar outra vez
Gonna make you dance
Gonna make you smile
I'll make you stop thinking sad things for a while
And everything waits when you're dancing in style
Gonna make you dance
Gonna make you smile
I'll make you stop thinking sad things for a while
And everything waits when you're dancing in style
Deixa as lágrimas
Também tu podes rir
Está tudo aí
Guardado dentro de ti
Dançar na noite
Esquecer o tempo
e ouvir a música
A chamar outra vez
Gonna make you dance
Gonna make you smile
I'll make you stop thinking sad things for a while
And everything waits when you're dancing in style
Gonna make you dance
Gonna make you smile
I'll make you stop thinking sad things for a while
And everything waits when you're dancing in style
Não digas nada
Não digas nada
Não estragues a noite
com coisas de nada
Gonna make you dance
Gonna make you smile
I'll make you stop thinking sad things for a while
And everything waits when you're dancing in style
Gonna make you dance
Gonna make you smile
I'll make you stop thinking sad things for a while
And everything waits when you're dancing in style
I'm gonna make you dance
Make it with style
Dinsdag 20 juli 1993
His Hand In Mine
His Hand In Mine
Composer(s): Mosie Lister
Performer(s): Elvis Presley;
and various other artists
You may ask me how I know my Lord is real (my Lord is real)
You may doubt the things I say and doubt the way I feel (the way I feel)
But I know he's real today he'll always be (he'll always be)
I can feel his hand in mine and that's enough for me
I will never walk alone he holds my hand (he holds my hand)
He will guide each step I take
And if I fall I know he'll understand
Till the day he tells me why he loves me so (he loves me so)
I can feel his hand in mine
That's all I need to know
I will never walk alone he holds my hand (he holds my hand)
He will guide each step I take
And if I fall I know he'll understand
Till the day he tells me why he loves me so (he loves me so)
I can feel his hand in mine
That's all I need to know
I can feel his hand in mine
That's all I need to know
Maandag 19 juli 1993
Stay Awake
