Donderdag 9 september 2004
La Statue
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Donderdag 9 september 2004
Back Stabbers
Back Stabbers
Composer(s): Leon Huff - Gene McFadden - John Whitehead
First release by: The O'Jays - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
(What they do!)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
All you fellows who have someone and you really care, yeah, yeah
Then it's all of you fellows who better beware, yeah yeah
Somebody's out to get your lady
A few of your buddies they sure look shady
Blades are long, clenched tight in their fist
Aimin' straight at your back
And I don't think they'll miss
(What they do!)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
I keep gettin' all these visits from my friends, yeah, what they doin to me
They come to my house again and again and again and again, yeah
So are they there to see my woman
I don't even be home but they just keep on comin'
What can I do to get on the right track
I wish they'd take some of these knives off my back
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
Low down... dirty...
(What they do!)
(They smile in your face)
Smiling faces... smiling faces sometimes tell lies (Back stabbers)
(They smile in your face)
I don't need... low down, dirty bastards (Back stabbers)
Woensdag 8 september 2004
La Stagione Dell'amore
La Stagione Dell'amore
Composer(s): Giusto Pio - Franco Battiato
First release by: Franco Battiato - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists
La stagione dell'amore viene e va
i desideri non invecchiano quasi mai con l'età
Se penso a come ho speso male il mio tempo
che non tornerà, non ritornerà più
La stagione dell'amore viene e va
all'improvviso senza accorgerti, la vivrai, ti sorprenderà
Ne abbiamo avute di occasioni
perdendole; non rimpiangerle, non rimpiangerle mai
Ancora un'altro entusiasmo ti farà pulsare il cuore
Nuove possibilità per conoscersi
e gli orizzonti perduti non ritornano mai
La stagione dell'amore tornerà
con le paure e le scommesse questa volta quanto durerà
Se penso a come ho speso male il mio tempo
che non tornerà, non ritornerà più
Woensdag 8 september 2004
Back Pocket Money
Back Pocket Money
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Jimmy Newman
My baby won't give me no back pocket money
She's afraid I'll spend it on the girls downtown
Front pocket money, just the nickel and dime stuff
Sure cuts down my running around
Back pocket money, holding cold cash
Makes all the girls think I'm a fancy-dan
Front pocket money won't make the girls smile
Oh, and I wish I was a back pocket money man
Do somethin' good here for me, boys
Clever rooster ain't worth much if he can't pull some
My Baby said, "Leave all them little chicks alone"
So she won't give me no back pocket money
Said I'd be better off if I'd do a little crowin' at home
Back pocket money, holding cold cash
Makes all the girls think I'm a fancy-dan
Front pocket money won't make the girls smile
Lord, I wish I was a back pocket money man
Dinsdag 7 september 2004
La Sposa Occidentale
La Sposa Occidentale
Lucio Battisti
Non dobbiamo avere pazienza, ma
accampare pretese intorno o noi
come in un assedio, ed essere aggrediti
dalle voglie più voluminose
un fiore, che è un fiore
io non te l' ho mai comprato
vuoi improvvisato, vuoi confezionato, ma
trasferisco da te tutti i fiorai
ed è più facile a dirsi
e infatti te lo dico
Ti piacciono i dolci
ed io sul tuo terrazzo impianto
un'impastatrice industriale
che mescola e sciorina la crema per le scale
Se tu ti vesti, io sul tuo balcone
faccio calare un forno ad indumenti
tutti i paracadute ed un tendone bianco da sceicco
ed è più facile a dirsi che a dimostrarlo falso
e infatti te lo dico perché non basta il pensiero
Vuoi prendere un treno di notte
pieno di paralumi e di damasco per dormire
sennò a che serve un treno
alzo con le mie leve tutti i binari
e, senza alcun disagio di viaggiare in discesa
scivolano da te tutti i vagoni
Ti lascio immaginare cosa succederebbe
se tu volessi bere, se tu volessi volare
se tu volessi l'ultimo centimetro di cima
del monte che ti pare
per farne niente o per otturare
un buchetto qualsiasi in fondo a un mare
Trascurando il tempo ed il riso
tu escludi le risorse più abusive
che sono state mai precise come
sul tuo bel viso rilassato ed inespressivo
Se nulla capivo, qui tu finalmente
nulla lasciavi germogliare sulla brulla
paradossale, tra noi terra infondata
dove sono i leoni
ammattiti e marroni
lasciando immaginare
la sposa occidentale
La sposa occidentale sembra quasi ridere
e invece lei respira
quasi piangere, ma gira
dall'altra parte il viso, ma ritorna
portando sue notizie inaspettate
amando tutto ciò che adora
chiama con nomi fittizi le cose
così, semmai, le rose
son spasimi, per ora
Dinsdag 7 september 2004
Back Out
Back Out
Composer(s): Bob Marley
Performer(s): Bob Marley
Back out, this is the rout!
Back out, and shut your mouth!
Back out, you ain't got no behaviour!
Back out, don't know who could be your saviour!
Yahso, Mistress Martin
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin
Couldn't speak like yahso, yahso, yahso, yahso! Yeah!
Back out, and shut your mouth!
Back out, ooh, yea-eah!
Back out, you're makin' things go slow!
Back out, on the go!
Yahso, Mistress Martin:
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin
Could never speak like yahso, yahso, yahso (yahso)! Ooh, yeah!
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
Eh! Yahso, Mistress Martin
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin
Could never speak like yahso, yahso, yahso (yahso)!
Eh! Ooh! Back out now, and shut your mouth (Back out!)
Shut your mouth! (Back out!)
Makin' things go slow! (Back out!)
Now you're on the go! (Back out!)
You're back - back - back - now! (Back out!)
You never, never knew (Back out!)
You would be back - back - back now! (Back out!)
Maandag 6 september 2004
Una Sombra
Una Sombra
Composer(s): Marco Antonio Velasco
Performer(s): Lola Beltrán
and multiple other artists
A la orilla de una playa
Una sombra negra vi
Yo me retiraba de ella
Y ella se acercaba a mí
Caballero, caballero
Que anda haciendo por aquí
Ando en busca de mi esposa
Que hace tiempo la perdí
Pues, su esposa ya está muerta
Eso mismo yo lo vi
Cuatro candeleros blancos
La alumbraron al morir
¡Cásate esposo querido!
¡Cásate! no seas así
La primera hija que tengas
Nombraras igual a mí
¡Ay!, playa de San Blas que triste estoy
A los hijos que quedaron
Sácalos a divertir
Háblales cuando los nombres
Pa' que se acuerden de mi
Se seco la flor de mayo
Se seco la flor de abril
Son recuerdos de la Lola
Que dejo antes de morir
Maandag 6 september 2004
Back O'town Blues
Back O'town Blues
Performer(s): Louis Armstrong & Luis Russell
I had a woman
Livin' way back o' town
Yeah she treated me right
Never let me down
But I wasn't satisfied
I had to run around
Now she's gone and left me
I'm worried as can be
Oh I've searched this world all over
Wonderin' where she could be
I would ask that she forgive me
And maybe she'll come back to me
(But I doubt it)
I'm lonesome and blue
And I've learned a thing or two
Oh fellas here's a tip
I'm gonna pass on down to you
Never mistreat your woman
'Cause it's gonna bounce right back on you
Zondag 5 september 2004
La Solitude Ça N'existe Pas
La Solitude Ça N'existe Pas
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë - Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud; Nicoletta
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
Chez moi il n'y a plus que moi
Et pourtant ça ne me fait pas peur
La radio, la télé sont là
Pour me donner le temps et l'heure
J'ai ma chaise au Café du Nord
J'ai mes compagnons de flipper
Et quand il fait trop froid dehors
Je vais chez les petites sœurs des cœurs
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
Peut-être encore pour quelques loups
Quelques malheureux sangliers
Quelques baladins, quelques fous
Quelques poètes démodés
Il y a toujours quelqu'un pour quelqu'un
Il y a toujours une société
Non, ce n'est pas fait pour les chiens
Le Club Méditerranée
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
Tu te trompes, petite fille
Si tu me crois désespéré
Ma nature a horreur du vide
L'univers t'a remplacée
Si je veux, je peux m'en aller
A Hawaii, à Woodstock ou ailleurs
Et y retrouver des milliers
Qui chantent pour avoir moins peur
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
Zondag 5 september 2004
Back On The Street
Back On The Street
Composer(s): Stuart "Woody" Wood
Performer(s): Bay City Rollers
You've been high on love
I've been on my knees
I've been stuck in the middle
Now you know how it feels
I'm back on my feet
Down on the street
Yes, I'm back on the street
I feel the sound of the beat
You know I'm down on the street
I'm here to stay
Yes I'm back on the street
I hear the music of the street
It's everywhere
I've been wasting time
You've been chasing me
Now you're out of my mind
Time has set me free
And I'm back on the street
Back on the beat
Yes I'm back on the street
I feel the sound of the beat
You know I'm down on the street
I'm here to stay
Yes I'm back on the street
I hear the music of the street
It's everywhere
Yes I'm back on the street
I feel the sound of the beat
You know I'm down on the street
I'm here to stay
Yes I'm back on the street
I'll see you down on the street
I feel the sound of the beat
I'm here to stay
Yes I'm back on the street
Zaterdag 4 september 2004
La Solitude
La Solitude
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Moi je n'ai plus rien à te donner
Mon cœur est une ville abandonnée
Mes yeux sont secs d'avoir trop pleuré
Laisse moi tu ne peux pas m'aider
Un désert ne donne rien
Que des pierres et du chagrin
La solitude est un grand pays
J'y vivrai le reste de ma vie
Et quand la neige de cet hiver
Recouvrira les arbres et la terre
Je m'enfermerai dans mon chagrin
Tout seul avec mon chien
Son image me poursuit
Au bout des jours et des nuits
La solitude est un grand pays
J'y vivrai le reste de ma vie
La solitude est un grand pays
J'y vivrai le reste de ma vie
Va-t'en, va-t'en sans te retourner
Toute ma vie n'est que du passé
L'arbre mort ne donne rien
Que son ombre et du chagrin
La solitude est un grand pays
J'y vivrai le reste de ma vie ...
Zaterdag 4 september 2004
Back On The Road
Back On The Road
Composer(s): Al McKay - Davitt Sigerson - Eddie Money - Maurice White
Performer(s): Earth, Wind & Fire; Eddie Money
Time to get back on the road
Gonna leave these troubles behind
Time to carry the load
what my life is a true design
You won't reach me by phone
I'll be moving round between the line
Time to get back on the road
Gonna mend this heart of mine
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
Baby, baby, carry on
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
'Cause baby, you're not alone
The love that we shared was grand
but not enough to keep me still
I hope someday you understand
Music gives my heart, a thrill
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
Baby, baby, carry on
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
'Cause, baby, you're not alone
Since the day that my life began
A band has been my true life plan
Time to get back on the road
Feel the music, take the stand
You are my true love
Still there will be no one, to take your place
This feeling, I can't erase
Got to move and have my space
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
Baby, baby, carry on
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
'Cause, baby, you're not alone
Vrijdag 3 september 2004
La Sitiera
La Sitiera
Composer(s): Rafael Lopez
Performer(s): Omara Portuondo
Sitiera mia
dime que has hecho
de nuestro dulce hogar
Reina que un dia
fue la alegria
de todo aquel sitial
Lagrimas vierte
la sitieria
que tiende a desolar
y es por no verte
reina que un dia
fuiste de aquel lugar
Ya el jilguero se alejo
de aquel frondoso algarrobo
y hasta la mata de jobo
nos da muestras de dolor
La sitiera se ha marchado
y yo enamorado
lloro por su amor
y es para la sitieria
cual si fuela un dia
que le falta el sol
Ven sitiera por favor
ven conmigo a mi retiro
y gozaremos de amor
al son del y el guiro
Vrijdag 3 september 2004
Back On The Corner
Back On The Corner
Composer(s): Mose Allison
First release by: Mose Allison - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
I'm back on th' corner
I'm right back on th' corner
I've been in this condition so many times before
Back by my lonesome
I'm right back by my lonesome
Just watching th' people going from door to door
I've got to change my ways
And try to quit this place
'Cause one of these rainy days
I'm gonna need a friendly face
I'm back on th' corner
I'm right back on th' corner
I've been in this condition so many times before
I've got to change my ways
And try to quit this place
'Cause one of these rainy days
I'm gonna be a mental case
Donderdag 2 september 2004
La Sexta En Re
La Sexta En Re
Performer(s): Horacio Guarany
Lluvia de sol, moja el rosal
prisionero agosto de los años
sólo de luz, iba mi andar
esperando el grito de tu mano
Tu guitarrear, la sexta en re
y el dolido acorde disonante
vuelve a traer aquel querer
y el lejano tiempo del amante
Como la lluvia fué tu querer tu querer
tu querer perdido sólo quedó el rosal
el rosal, el rosal herido
sólo quedé sin una flor sólo, sólo, sólo...
Grito del mar, salándome
la atrevida noche del verano
muerte del sol, sobre los dos
y tu mano presa entre mis manos
Vuelve otra vez, vuelve a llorar
con tu larga lluvia de ojos claros
quiero escuchar, tu sexta en re
fiel con mi guitarra junto al faro
Como la lluvia fué tu querer tu querer
tu querer perdido sólo quedó el rosal
el rosal, el rosal herido
sólo quedé sin una flor sólo, sólo, sólo...
Donderdag 2 september 2004
Back On The Chain Gang
Back On The Chain Gang
Composer(s): Chrissie Hynde
First release by: The Pretenders - 1984
I found a picture of you, oh
What hijacked my world that night
To a place in the past
We've been cast out of, oh
Now we're back in the fight
We're back on the train yeah (ooh, ah)
Oh
A circumstance beyond our control, oh
The phone, TV and the news of the world
Got in the house like a pigeon from Hell, oh
Threw sand in your eyes and descended like flies
Put us back on the train yeah (ooh, ah)
Oh, back on the chain gang
The powers that be
That force us to live like we do
Bring me to my knees
When I see what they've done to you
But I'll die as I stand her today
Knowing that deep in my heart
They'll fall to ruin one day
For making us apart
I found a picture of you, oh
Those were the happiest days of my life
Now we're back on the train
Oh, back on the chain gang
Like a break in the battle was your part, oh
In the wretched life of a lonely heart
Now we're back on the train
Oh, back on the chain gang
Woensdag 1 september 2004
La Seule Fille Que J'aime
La Seule Fille Que J'aime
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Je me demande si j'aurais pu
Vivre sans toi une heure de plus
Sans te connaître je t'aurais reconnue
Au bout du monde ou bien dans ma rue
Tu étais comme je t'imaginais
Les yeux les cheveux dont je rêvais
Tu a mis le ciel dans ma maison
Et puis du soleil dans mes chansons
Tu as tout rangé tu as tout changé
Tu as réussi à m'apprivoiser
Tu m'a fais l'amour avec tant d'amour
Tout au long des nuits et tout au long de jours
Aujourd'hui je peux bien te l'avouer
Malgré nos folies et nos guerres et nos paix
Malgré la vie tu es toujours sans problèmes
La seule fille que j'aime
Tu as mis beaucoup d'eau dans mon vin
Mon chien est devenu ton copain
Il m'arrive de te regarder dormir
Pour te voler la nuit un sourire
Tu ris de tout un rien te fais pleurer
Tu es si fragile j'ai peur de te blesser
Tu as mis du bleu dans ma maison
Et puis de l'amour dans mes chansons
Oui, tu es une femme autant qu'une enfant
Et tu as besoin de moi tout le temps
Tu m'a fais l'amour avec tant d'amour
Tout au long des nuits et tout au long de jours
Oui, je suis sûr que rien ne nous fera changer
Aujourd'hui je peux bien te l'avouer
Malgré nos envies et tout ce que j'ai fais
Malgré nos folies et nos guerres et nos paix
Malgré la vie tu es toujours sans problèmes
La seule fille que j'aime
Woensdag 1 september 2004
Back On My Mind Again
Back On My Mind Again
Composer(s): Conrad Pierce - Charles Quillen
Performer(s): Ronnie Milsap; Floyd Cramer
I took some time
To clear my mind
To give my mind a change of atmosphere
I had some fun
Lying in the sun
Daytone is nice this time of year
I saw lovers hand in hand
Building castles in the sand
And doing all the things we did back then
But just when I think
I'm through lovin you
You're back on my mind again
Back on my mind
Time after time
I wonder if this heart will ever mend
Cuz just when I think
I'm through lovin you
You're back on my mind again
I came out of my shell
Really doing well
I met someone who thinks the world of me
She talks of things
And whispers loving things
She's everything you'd want a girl to be
But when she holds me tight
The feeling isn't right
It seems as though I'm never gonna win
Cuz just when I think
I'm through lovin you
You're back on my mind again
Back on my mind
Time after time
I wonder if this heart will ever mend
Cuz just when I think
I'm through lovin you
You're back on my mind again
Back on my mind
Time after time
I wonder if this heart will ever mend
Cuz just when I think
I'm through lovin you
You're back on my mind again
Dinsdag 31 augustus 2004
La Serie Dei Numeri
La Serie Dei Numeri
Composer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Performer(s): Angelo Branduardi
E tu bel bimbo, bimbo mio dolce
dimmi, cosa vuoi che io ti canti?
Cantami dei numeri la serie
sino a che io oggi non la impari
Unica è la morte, niente altro, niente più...
due i buoi legati al carro
e sono tre le parti del mondo
quattro le pietre di Merlino
che affilano le spade degli eroi
Unica è la morte, niente altro, niente più...
E sul cammino che il tempo fa
cinque finora sono le età, e sono sei le erbe che
nel calderone il nano mescolerà...
Sette sono i soli, sette le lune
otto sono i fuochi accesi a Maggio
attorno alla fontana sono nove
le fanciulle che danzano alla luna...
Unica è la morte, niente altro, niente più...
E dieci vascelli sono venuti
portandoci la guerra da lontano
Undici guerrieri sono tornati
quand'erano in trecento a partire...
Unica è la morte, niente altro, niente più...
E sul cammino che il tempo fa
cinque finora sono le età
e sono dodici i mesi che
giorno per giorno, da sempre segnando va
E dodici ancora sono i segni
che tu puoi leggere nel cielo
guerra tra di loro han dichiarato
questa che ti canto sarà la fine
Unica è la morte, niente altro, niente più...
Allora la tromba suonerà
avremo fuoco e tuono, pioggia e vento
la serie dei numeri è finita
per l'uno sai che non c'è serie
Unica è la morte, e due i buoi
e tre la parti, quattro le pietre
cinque le età e sei le erbe
sette sono i soli, sette le lune
otto sono i fuochi e nove le fanciulle
ma dieci i vascelli, undici i guerrieri
dodici i segni, dodici i mesi
e unica la morte, da sempre madre del dolore
Dinsdag 31 augustus 2004
Back On My Feet Again
