Dinsdag 27 juli 2004
La Resurrección
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La Resurrección
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Dinsdag 27 juli 2004
Baby's Request
Baby's Request
Composer(s): Paul McCartney
Performer(s): Paul McCartney & Wings
When the moon lays his head on a pillow
And the stars settle down for a rest
Just do me one small favour, I beg you
Please play me my baby's request
It's the song that we heard when we started
Now the birds have all flown from our nest
But you could bring back mem'ries departed
By playing my baby's request
My baby said that she knows how it goes
But you're the one who really knows
So go ahead, just one more time and then we'll go to bed
But you could bring back mem'ries departed
By playing my baby's request
My baby says she knows how it goes but you're the one that really knows
So go ahead, just one more time and then we'll go to bed
When the moon lays his head on a pillow
And the star settles down for a rest
Just do me one small favour, I beg you
Please play me baby's request
Mh-hm, play me baby's request
Please! play me my baby's request -- one more time
Maandag 26 juli 2004
La Réligieuse
La Réligieuse
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens; Maxime le Forestier
Tous les cœurs se rallient à sa blanche cornette
Si le chrétien succombe à son charme insidieux
Le païen le plus sûr, l'athé' le plus honnête
Se laisseraient aller parfois à croire en Dieu
Et les enfants de chœur font tinter leur sonnette...
Il paraît que, dessous sa cornette fatale
Qu'elle arbore à la messe avec tant de rigueur
Cette petite sœur cache, c'est un scandale!
Une queu' de cheval et des accroche-cœurs
Et les enfants de chœur s'agitent dans les stalles...
Il paraît que, dessous son gros habit de bure
Elle porte coquettement des bas de soi'
Festons, frivolités, fanfreluches, guipures
Enfin tout ce qu'il faut pour que le diable y soit
Et les enfants de chœur ont des pensées impures...
Il paraît que le soir, en voici bien d'une autre!
À l'heure où ses consœurs sont sagement couché's
Ou débitent pieusement des patenôtres
Elle se déshabille devant sa psyché
Et les enfants de chœur ont la fièvre, les pauvres...
Il paraît qu'à loisir elle se mire nue
De face, de profil, et même, hélas! de dos
Après avoir, sans gêne, accroché sa tenue
Aux branches de la croix comme au portemanteau
Chez les enfants de chœur le malin s'insinue...
Il paraît que, levant au ciel un œil complice
Ell' dit: "Bravo, Seigneur, c'est du joli travail!"
Puis qu'elle ajoute avec encor plus de malice
"La cambrure des reins, ça, c'est une trouvaille!"
Et les enfants de chœur souffrent un vrai supplice...
Il paraît qu'à minuit, bonne mère, c'est pire
On entend se mêler, dans d'étranges accords
La voix énamouré' des anges qui soupirent
Et celle de la sœur criant "Encor! Encor!"
Et les enfants de chœur, les malheureux, transpirent...
Et monsieur le curé, que ces bruits turlupinent
Se dit avec raison que le brave Jésus
Avec sa tête, hélas! déjà chargé' d'épines
N'a certes pas besoin d'autre chose dessus
Et les enfants de chœur, branlant du chef, opinent...
Tout ça, c'est des faux bruits, des ragots, des sornettes
De basses calomni's par Satan répandu's
Pas plus d'accroche-cœurs sous la blanche cornette
Que de queu' de cheval, mais un crâne tondu
Et les enfants de chœur en font, une binette...
Pas de troubles penchants dans ce cœur rigoriste
Sous cet austère habit pas de rubans suspects
On ne verra jamais la corne au front du Christ
Le veinard sur sa croix peut s'endormir en paix
Et les enfants de chœur se masturber, tout tristes...
Maandag 26 juli 2004
Baby's In Black
Baby's In Black
((Dutch Version: Wat Mot Ik Doen (by Normaal) - 1996))
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Oh dear, what can I do
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh, what can I do
She thinks of him
and so she dressed in black
And though he'll never come back
she's dressed in black
Oh, dear, what can I do
baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me oh, what can I do?
I think of her
but she thinks only of him
And though it's only a whim
she thinks of him
Oh, how long will it take
till she sees the mistake she has made?
Dear, what can I do
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me oh, what can I do
She thinks of him
and so she dresses in black
And though he'll never come back
she's dressed in black
Oh, dear what can I do
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me oh, what can I do?
Zondag 25 juli 2004
La Regina Dell'ultimo Tango
La Regina Dell'ultimo Tango
Composer(s): Andre Amati - Paolo Amati
Performer(s): Gianni Morandi
Canto stasera
Canto e sei sola
Canto e ho nel cuore voglia di te
Canto e il rumore
Un po'se ne va
Da questa stravolta e sorda città
Settimo piano
Settimo cielo
Senza ascensore senza l'altare
Ti voglio qui
Ti voglio guardare
Voglio sentimi dentro di te
Canta che canto con te
Solo e soltanto con te
Amami come in quel mitico film
Io sono Brando e tu sei la regina dell'ultimo tango
Amami soli e più spinti che mai
Io sono il sole e tu ombra non puoi più scappare lo sai
Ballo che ballo con te
Solo e soltanto con te
Amami come in quel mitico film
Io sono Brando e tu sei la regina dell'ultimo tanto
Ammami soli e più spinti che mai
Io sono il sole e tu ombra non puoi più scappare lo sai
Zondag 25 juli 2004
Baby's House
Baby's House
Composer(s): Nicky Hopkins - Steve Miller
Performer(s): Steve Miller Band
Inside her silver house, alone
She sings a song
Of water turned to sand
She waits, her time is her own
Inside her looking glass
Black is the color she sees
While waiting for the sun
She lives, so patiently
Young man travelling along
Passes by a window
Singing a song
Feel the wind blow
As my blood flows
Through the shadows
Of my soul, today
See the rainbows
As my love grows
My heart knows
What my mind won't say
The living is easy
I'm born to be free
The living is easy
There's no reason to explain
Sitting in her sitting room, patiently
She waits for a change, suddenly
Oh, the changes come
Hearing a song, her blood begins to flow
She no longer is alone
Lying in her sitting room, silently
He touches her hand, joyfully
And so love has begun
With joy in her heart
She receives his flowing soul
And love grows
And it grows
And it grows
Inside her purple house
Oh Lord, filled by her man
A child begins to grow
Oh Lord, who can understand
Zaterdag 24 juli 2004
La Récréation
La Récréation
((Adapted from: Love Is Like A Butterfly (by Dolly Parton) - 1974))
Composer(s): Dolly Parton - Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1976
Versions In Other Languages:
1977 - Glück Ist Wie Ein Schmetterling (by Nana Mouskouri)
1998 - Bloem En Bij (by Mieke)
C'est la récréation
Rangez les livres et les crayons
Sortez les billes et les ballons
C'est la récréation
Finis les règles et les plumiers
Plus de dernier ni de premier
On est selon sa valeur
Gendarme ou bien voleur
On n'est plus payé en bons points
Mais faut savoir jouer des poings
Quand un grand de neuf ans et demi
Devient notre ennemi
On ne doit plus marcher en rangs
On fait ce qu'on veut comme les parents
C'est un peu une répétition
C'est la récréation
C'est la récréation
Rangez les livres et les crayons
Sortez les billes et les ballons
C'est la récréation
Les filles tracent des marelles
En bas la terre, en haut le ciel
Déjà dur d'y arriver
En poussant un pavé
Déjà les filles à la vanille
Sont plus coquettes que gentilles
Déjà les gars en chocolat
Se gonflent un peu les bras
On fait ce que l'on a envie
On fait ce qu'on n'a pas appris
C'est le début des illusions
C'est la récréation
C'est la récréation
Rangez les livres et les crayons
Sortez les billes et les ballons
C'est la récréation
Et puis un jour, l'enfance qui
Semblait un jouet bien acquis
Crève comme un gros ballon
À la récréation
Crève comme un gros ballon
À la récréation
Zaterdag 24 juli 2004
Baby's Gotten Good At Goodbye
Baby's Gotten Good At Goodbye
Composer(s): Tony Martin - Troy Martin
Performer(s): George Strait
What a rotten day this turned out to be
I still can't believe she'd leave so easily
She just got all her things, threw `em into a pile
Then she loaded her car and said after a while
She'd done this before, but this time she didn't cry
That's why I'm sittin' on the front steps
Staring down the road, wond'rin' if she'll come back
This time I don't know
After she packed, when she looked back
There were no tears in her eyes
And that's got me worried thinking
Maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye
All the times before she'd break down and cry
She'd make her threats, but her heart wasn't set on goodbye
She just wanted me to hear what she had to say
Now I'm lost for words, since she went away
She may not return for this time she didn't cry
That's why I'm sittin' on the front steps
Staring down the road, wond'rin' if she'll come back
This time I don't know
After she packed, when she looked back
There were no tears in her eyes
And that's got me worried thinking
Maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye
Vrijdag 23 juli 2004
Love Is Like A Butterfly
Love Is Like A Butterfly
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
First release by: Dolly Parton - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1976 - La Récréation (by Nana Mouskouri)
1977 - Glück Ist Wie Ein Schmetterling (by Nana Mouskouri)
1998 - Bloem En Bij (by Mieke)
Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
I feel it when you're with me
It happens when you kiss me
That rare and gentle feeling that I feel inside
Your touch is soft and gentle
Your kiss is warm and tender
Whenever I am with you I think of butterflies
Love is like a butterfly
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Your laughter brings me sunshine
Everyday is spring time
And I am only happy when you are by my side
How precious is this love we share
How very precious, sweet and rare
Together we belong like daffodils and butterflies
Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Vrijdag 23 juli 2004
Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On
Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On
Composer(s): Bob McDill
Performer(s): Mel McDaniel; Sammy Kershaw
Down on the corner, by the traffic light
Everbody's lookin' as she goes by
They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone...
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on
Up by the bus stop, and across the street
Open their windows, to take a peek
While she goes walkin', rockin' like a rollin' stone...
Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on
She can't help it if she's made that way
She's not to blame if they look her way
She ain't really tryin' to cause a scene
It just comes natur'lly....
(No the girl can't help it)
Well up on main street, by the taxi stand
There's a crowd of people, and a traffic jam
She don't look back, she ain't doin' nothin' wrong...
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on
She can't help it if she's made that way
She's not to blame if they look her way
She ain't really tryin' to cause a scene
It just comes natur'lly....
(No the girl can't help it)
Down on the corner, by the traffic light
Everbody's lookin' as she goes by
They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone...
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans onLet's get away, you say, find a better place
Miles and miles away from the city's race
Look around for someone lying in the sunshine
Marking time, hear the sighs, close your eyes...
Ba - da - pa do da da - ba - pa do da da...
Stepping from cloud to cloud passing years of light
Visit the frosty stars in the backward flight
Star becomes a vision, never mind the meaning
Hidden there, moving fast, it won't last...
Ba - da - pa do da da - ba - pa do da da...
Time passes all too soon, how it rushes by
Now a thousand moons are about to die
No time to reflect on what the time was spent on
Nothing left, far away, dreamers fade
Ba - da - pa do da da - ba - pa do da da...
Strange visions pass me by, winging sweetly close inside
O-ver the wa-ter, ah....
Swirling, the waters rise up above my head
Gone are the curling mists how they all have fled
Look, the door is open, step into the space
Provided there
Da do da, da, do da...
Ba - da - pa do da da - ba - pa do da da ...
Donderdag 22 juli 2004
Bloem En Bij
Bloem En Bij
((Adapted from: Love Is Like A Butterfly (by Dolly Parton) - 1974))
Composer(s): Dolly Parton - Mary Boduin
Performer(s): Mieke - 1998
Versions In Other Languages:
1976 - La Récréation (by Nana Mouskouri)
1977 - Glück Ist Wie Ein Schmetterling (by Nana Mouskouri)
Mijn liefde is zo licht
zo zacht en zoet ja, als een zucht
ik dompel haar in nectar fijn
zo moet liefde zijn
Want liefde hoeft niet zwaar te zijn
benauwend als een boemeltrein
laat haar vliegen als een bij
laat de liefde vrij
‘k ben bij je en ik voel het
zo zwevend licht, bedoel ik
zo zeldzaam zo te leven
wat angstig tegelijk
Als ik jou even aanraak
maak jij op mij geen aanspraak
ik mag mezelf dus blijven
dat maakt ons extra rijk
onze liefde is zo licht
ik dompel haar in nectarfijn
zo moet liefde zijn
Want liefde hoeft niet zwaar te zijn
benauwend als een boemeltrein
laat haar vliegen als een bij
laat je liefde vrij
Jij geeft mijn liefde leven
daardoor kan ik zweven
daardoor horen wij beiden
als bij en bloem bijeen
wat kostbaar hoe we samen zijn
‘t is als een eeuwenoud geheim
daarom horen wij beiden
als bij en bloem bijeen
Mijn liefde is zo licht
zo zacht en zoet ja, als een zucht
ik dompel haar in nectar fijn
zo moet liefde zijn
Want liefde hoeft niet zwaar te zijn
benauwend als een boemeltrein
laat haar vliegen al een bij
laat de liefde vrij
laat haar vliegen als een bij
ja, laat de liefde vrij
Donderdag 22 juli 2004
Baby's Got A Hold On Me
Baby's Got A Hold On Me
Composer(s): Bob Carpenter - Jeff Hanna - Josh Leo
Performer(s): The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Sittin' on the front porch, tryin' to keep still
Date is workin' fine, I got a $50 bill
Pretty blue eyes & it isn't hard to see
My baby's got a hold on me
Long blond hair down the middle of her back
She got the keys to her Daddy's Cadillac
Got every little thing that I'm ever gonna need
Baby's got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
We got a full tank of gas, lookin' for a thrill
3-day weekend, a lot of time to kill
Put the top down but we're never gonna freeze
'Cause baby's got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on!
There's a full moon shinin' on a Carolina night
5 o'clock girl 'cross the interstate line
Gotta catch her waitin' and that's how it's gonna be
'Cause baby's got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Got a hold on me
Got a hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Baby's got a hold on me
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on, baby's got a hold on me
Hold on, hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on, ooo hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on, hold on
Baby's got a hold on me
Hold on ...
Woensdag 21 juli 2004
La Recette De L'amour Fou
La Recette De L'amour Fou
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
and multiple other artists
Dans un boudoir introduisez un cœur bien tendre
Sur canapé laissez s'asseoir et se détendre
Versez une larme de porto
Et puis mettez-vous au piano
Jouez Chopin
Avec dédain
Égrenez vos accords
Et s'il s'endort
Alors là, jetez-le dehors
Le second soir faites revenir ce cœur bien tendre
Faites mijoter trois bons quarts d'heure à vous attendre
Et s'il n'est pas encore parti
Soyez-en sûr c'est qu'il est cuit
Sans vous trahir
Laissez frémir
Faites attendre encore
Et s'il s'endort
Alors là, jetez-le dehors
Le lendemain il ne tient qu'à vous d'être tendre
Tamisez toutes les lumières et sans attendre
Jouez la farce du grand amour
Dites "jamais" dites "toujours"
Et consommez
Sur canapé
Mais après les transports
Ah ! s'il s'endort
Alors là, foutez-le dehors
Woensdag 21 juli 2004
Baby's Callin' Me Home
Baby's Callin' Me Home
Composer(s): Boz Scaggs
Performer(s): Steve Miller Band
and multiple other artists
Baby's callin' me home
She keeps on callin' me home
Hate to see her cryin'
My baby knows I'm dyin'
But she keeps on callin' me home
Baby knows I've been wrong
But she keeps on callin' me home
Hate to see her cryin'
My baby knows I'm dyin'
When she keeps on callin' me home
Baby's callin' me home
She keeps on callin' me home
Hate to see her cryin'
My baby knows I'm dyin'
When she keeps on callin' me home
My baby's callin' me home
Mmmmm
My baby's callin' me home
Dinsdag 20 juli 2004
La Raccolta
La Raccolta
Composer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Performer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Calde notti l'estate con sè
ci ha portato già
rossi fuochi hanno acceso
su ogni campo per ballare...
Della raccolta è il dolce tempo
da domani il grano cadrà
e curiosa anche tu
ti chiedi chi ti coglierà...
Son tornati sui campi
in lunghe file per ballare
fino all'alba hai spiato
i loro fuochi da lontano...
Della raccolta è il dolce tempo
la calda estate finita è già...
e curiosa anche tu
aspetti chi ti coglierà...
Sei la spiga più bella
che hanno scordato di tagliare
sei la mela più alta
che nessuno mai raggiungerà...
Passato è il tempo della raccolta
la calda estate finita è già
e curiosa ancora tu
ti chiedi chi ti coglierà...
Dinsdag 20 juli 2004
Babylon The Bandit
Babylon The Bandit
Composer(s): David Hinds
Performer(s): Steel Pulse
Feel like
I feel like a gunslinger
Just a wait just a wait just a wait
Waiting to pull trigger
I’m so eager
With my itchy finger
Just can’t wait a just can’t wait
I can’t wait to chase
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a de pit now
Coming from a den of scavengers
Out they come to steal
To rape the Earth of its beauty
The truth must be revealed
Bring forth Liberation Posse
The chase must now begin
Fire to all downpressors
Death is the wages of sin
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him way in a de pit now
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a de pit now
Coming from a den of scavengers
Out they come to steal
To rape the Earth of its beauty
The truth must be revealed
Bring forth Liberation Posse
The chase must now begin
Fire to all downpressors
Death is the wages of sin
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a de pit now
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a
De bottomless pit, yeh
Their words were smoother than butter
War was in their hearts
Their words were like the softest oil
They made a lie sound real
Watch out
Whip it!
Babylon the Bandit
Dash him in a bottomless pit, yeh
Babylon
Dash him way in a de pit now
Babylon time has caught up on you
Babylon Rasta prophecy true
Maandag 19 juli 2004
La Quiero A Morir
La Quiero A Morir
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Raphael
and multiple other artists
Yo que hasta ayer sólo fui un holgazán
Y hoy soy guardián de sus sueños de amor
La quiero a morir
Podéis destruir todo aquello que veis
Porque ella de un soplo lo vuelve a crear
Como si nada, como si nada
La quiero a morir
Ella borra las horas en cada reloj
Y me enseña a pintar transparente el dolor
Con su sonrisa
Y levanta una torre desde el cielo hasta aquí
Me cose unas alas y me ayuda a subir
A toda prisa, a toda prisa
La quiero a morir
Conoce bien cada guerra
Cada herida, cada ser
Conoce bien cada guerra
De la vida y del amor también
Me dibuja un paisaje, me lo hace vivir
En un bosque de lápiz se apodera de mí
La quiero a morir
Y me atrapa en un lazo que no aprieta jamás
Como un hilo de seda que no puedo soltar
Que no quiero soltar, no quiero soltar
La quiero a morir
Cuando trepo a sus ojos me enfrento al mar
Dos espejos de agua encerrada en cristal
La quiero a morir
Sólo puedo sentarme, sólo puedo charlar
Sólo puedo enredarme, sólo puedo aceptar
Ser sólo suyo, tan sólo suyo
Es que la quiero a morir
Maandag 19 juli 2004
Babylon Sisters
Babylon Sisters
Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
First release by: Steely Dan - 1980
Covered by multiple other artists
Drive west on Sunset
To the sea
Turn that jungle music down
Just until we're out of town
This is no one night stand
It's a real occasion
Close your eyes and you'll be there
It's everything they say
The end of a perfect day
Distant lights from across the bay
Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one
Here come those Santa Ana winds again
We'll jog with show folk on the sand
Drink kirschwasser from a shell
San Francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now
That it's just a spasm
Like a Sunday in T.J.
That it's cheap but it's not free
That I'm not what I used to be
And that love's not a game for three
Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one
My friends say no don't go
For that cotton candy
Son you're playing with fire
The kid will live and learn
As he watches his bridges burn
From the point of no return
Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one
Zondag 18 juli 2004
La Quiero
La Quiero
Composer(s): Emilio del Guercio
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
La quiero porque es como el sol
que sale de noche y de dia
la quiero porque es compañia de mi
en las noches de luna vacia
La quiero porque es para hoy
me quiere empezando de ahora
yo quiero su aurora de grito y sudor
que me cambia segundos por horas
La quiero porque es como mia y tal vez
nunca sepa del todo si es mía
La quiero porque es la canción
que canta a travéz de mi canto
la quiero por tanto deleite de amor
en las noches de sed y de llanto
La quiero porque ella es así
la quiero porque es imposible
yo quiero su mundo sensible y audaz
que atrapó con sus sueños mi vida
La quiero porque es como mia y tal vez
nunca sepa del todo si es mía
Zondag 18 juli 2004
Babylon
