Maandag 20 oktober 2008
Libre (Raphael)
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Maandag 20 oktober 2008
Paradiso
Paradiso
Composer(s): W. Zell; P. Koning; Lodewijk Post
Performer(s): Anneke Grönloh
Paradiso met je palmenstrand
Ach die tijd vergeet ik niet
Paradiso met je palmenstrand
Wat geluk was werd verdriet
'k Zag jou voor 't eerst in Paradiso
Samen lagen wij daar in de zon
Eerst leek alles mooi een eldorado
Later bleek dat wat ik vond geluk was dat niet blijven kon
Paradiso met je palmenstrand
Ach die tijd vergeet ik niet
Paradiso met je palmenstrand
Wat geluk was werd verdriet
And're meisjes wist je te bekoren
Steeds een ander steeds "ik hou van jou"
Ik die eerst niets kwaad van jou kon horen
Wist helaas maar al te gauw dat jij mij snel vergeten zou
Paradiso met je palmenstrand
Ach die tijd vergeet ik niet
Paradiso met je palmenstrand
Wat geluk was werd verdriet
Zondag 19 oktober 2008
Libre (Nino Bravo)
Libre
Composer(s): Jose Luis Armenteros - Pablo Herrera
Performer(s): Nino Bravo
Tiene casi 20 años
y ya esta cansado de soñar
pero tras la frontera está su hogar
su mundo y su ciudad
Piensa que la alambrada sólo es
un trozo de metal
algo que nunca puede detener
sus ansias de volar
Estribillo
Libre
como el sol cuando amanece
yo soy libre, como el mar
Libre
como el ave que escapó
de su prisión
y puede al fin volar
Libre
como el viento que recoge
mi lamento y mi pesar
camino sin cesar
detrás de la verdad
y sabré lo que es al fin
la libertad
Con su amor por bandera
se marchó
cantando una canción
Marchaba tan feliz que no escuchó
la voz que le llamó
Y tendido en suelo se quedó
sonriendo y sin hablar
sobre su pecho flores carmesí
brotaban sin cesar
Estribillo
Zondag 19 oktober 2008
Buona Domenica
Buona Domenica
Composer(s): Antonello Venditti
Performer(s): Antonello Venditti; Enzo Belmonte
Buona domenica, passata a casa ad aspettare
tanto il telefono non squilla più
e il tuo ragazzo ha preso il volo
Buona domenica, tanto tua madre non capisce
continua a dirti "Ma non esci mai?
Perché non provi a divertirti"
Buona domenica, quando misuri la tua stanza
finestra, letto e la tua radio che
continua a dirti che è domenica
Ciao, ciao domenica, passata a piangere sui libri
tanto lo sai che non t'interroga e poi è domani che ti frega
Ciao, ciao buona domenica davanti alla televisione
con quegli idioti che ti guardano e che continuano a giocare
Ciao, ciao domenica, e tua sorella parla parla
con quello sguardo da imbecille, poi apre la porta la domenica
Ciao, ciao domenica, passata ad ascoltare dischi
meno ti cerca e più ci stai a pensare
e questo tu lo chiami amore
Ciao, ciao domenica, madonna non finisce mai
sono le sei c'è ancora il sole fuori, nessuno a cui telefonare
Ciao, ciao domenica, il tuo ragazzo non ti chiama
tristezza nera nello stomaco, e in testa voglia di morire
Ma non morire di domenica, in questo giorno da buttare
tutto va bene, guarda pure il sole aspetta ancora una domenica
Zaterdag 18 oktober 2008
Liberté
Liberté
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Maurice Vidalin
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Liberté, liberté
Qu'as-tu fait liberté
De ceux là qui voulaient te défendre
Les voilà tes amis
Ils étaient trop petits
Et déjà le bourreau va les pendre
Ils aimaient bien leurs enfants
Ils aimaient bien leurs parents
Et pas qu'un peu le vin rouge et l'amour
Mais quelque chose manquait
Qu'ils ne pouvaient expliquer
Et c'était toi liberté des beaux jours
Avec une rose au chapeau
Bien plus jolie qu'un drapeau
Droit devant eux un jour s'en sont allés
Mais ils n'ont pas fait quatre pas
Que les sergents étaient là
Qui les tenaient au bout des pistolets
N'as-tu pas de visage, liberté
L'un joyeux l'autre grave?
Liberté, liberté
Qu'as-tu fait liberté
De ceux-là qui t'ont crue sur parole
Ils ne t'ont jamais vu
Ils ne te verront plus
Liberté fameux rêve des hommes
Ils ne rêvaient que de toi
Ils ne vivaient que par toi
Et c'est pour toi qu'ils prieront dans le ciel
Rien n'a changé dans leur cœur
Ils n'ont pas froid, n'ont pas peur
C'est toujours toi liberté leur soleil
Et quand on les a condamnés
Ils ont salué sans pleurer
Et l'un l'autre ils se sont embrassés
Ils ont crié: "Vive le roi
Vive la reine et la loi
Mais vive aussi, vive la liberté"
Zaterdag 18 oktober 2008
Antoinette (Es Ist Ein Dufter Abend)
Antoinette (Es Ist Ein Dufter Abend)
Performer(s): Ray Miller
La la la la la la la ...
Es ist ein dufter Abend
bobolombom, bobolombom
ich bin wild nach ihr
Sie tanzt mit einem Andern
bobolombom, bobolombom
doch sie schaut zu mir
Der And're will sie küssen
bobolombom, bobolombom
oh, es kocht in mir
Sie lässt ihn einfach stehen
bobolombom, bobolombom
und lacht her zu mir
Oh, Antoinette, oh, Antoinette
dieser Augenblick war für uns beide sonderbar
Oh, Antoinette, oh, Antoinette
beim nächsten Tanz sind wir uns nah
Oh, Antoinette, oh, Antoinette
so ein Gefühl war bei mir lange nicht mehr da
Oh, Antoinette, oh, Antoinette
du bist einfach wunderbar
Es ist gaaanz toll heut' Abend
bobolombom, bobolombom
sie tanzt nur mit mir
Sie schwebt in meinen Armen
bobolombom, bobolombom
ich bin lieb zu ihr
Als wir uns beide küssen
bobolombom, bobolombom
da ist alles klar
Ich will sie nie mehr missen
bobolombom, bobolombom
bin für sie nur da
Oh, Antoinette, oh, Antoinette
in dem Moment war für und alles sonnenklar
Oh, Antoinette, oh, Antoinette
ein Zufall machte aus uns ein Paar
Oh, Antoinette, oh, Antoinette
ich bin für dich allein ein ganzes Leben da
Oh, Antoinette, oh, Antoinette
du bist einfach wunderbar
Vrijdag 17 oktober 2008
Libertad
Libertad
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Y van pasando los años
Y al fin la vida no puede ser
sólo un tiempo que hay que recorrer
a través del dolor y el placer
quién nos compuso el engaño
de que existir es apostar a no perder
Vivir es más que un derecho
es el deber de no claudicar
el mandato de reflexionar
qué es nacer, qué es morir, qué es amar
el hombre, por qué está hecho
y qué eres tú, libertad
libertad, libertad, libertad
La idea no es razonable
tampoco el verbo fundamental
¿es el alma principio o final
o armonía del bien frente al mal?
qué es el amor insondable
que empuja al cuerpo a sea incógnita
inmortal
El siglo está agonizando
y el testamento que va a dejar
es un orden que quiere ocultar
el preciso compás del azar
a qué seguir respirando
si no estás tú, libertad
Libertad, libertad, libertad
Vrijdag 17 oktober 2008
Buon Anniversario
Buon Anniversario
Titles In Other Languages: Happy Anniversary;
Bon Anniversaire; Qué Buen Aniversario; Buen Aniversario;
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Nel mio vestito blu, sto portando pazienza
Non sono stato mai piu' calmo di cosi'
Sono pronto da un po', per questa ricorrenza
Del tuo vestito bianco e del fatale si'
Ma qualcosa non va' e sei cosi' nervosa
Per questo me ne sto' tranquillo sul sofa'
Col carattere tuo, se dicessi qualcosa
Mi manderesti al limbo, e addio serenita'
Sono le otto gia', la sarta non si vede
Doveva stare qui, stamattina, mi pare
Per colmo il tuo chignon, s'ingarbuglia e non cede
Occasione di piu' per farci ritardar
Se va avanti cosi', la serata a teatro
E l'autore di moda te li salutero'
Addio piu' d'anouilh, d'anouilh, forse di sartre
Non mi ricordo piu', ma i biglietti li ho...
Buon anniversario! Buon anniversario!
Il tuo vestito e' qua, finalmente respiri
Per solidarieta' ti aiuto come so'
Tutto e' pronto, ma no, intanto che sospiri
La tua cerniera lampo ti si ferma a meta'
Ci innervosiamo un po' mentre spingo e tu tiri
Cercando tutti e due di cavarci dai guai
Ma per fatalita' in barba ai tuoi sospiri
La stoffa si e' strappata e adesso che si fa?
Verso le ventitre', infine tu sei pronta
Da teatro oramai la gente se ne va'
Andiamo a cena, via, la commedia non conta
Ma adesso non vuoi piu' e chiedi di rientrare
Per la strada noi due, camminiamo in silenzio
Mi sorridi, ti bacio e poi sorrido a te
La serata? Macche'! Non e' quella che conta
Ma amarci come t'amo e come ami me
Buon anniversario! Buon anniversario!
Buon anniversario!
Donderdag 16 oktober 2008
Caffeine, Nicotine, Benzedrine (And Wish Me Luck)
Caffeine, Nicotine, Benzedrine (And Wish Me Luck)
Composer(s): Bill Hayes - Bill Howard - Betty Mackey
Performer(s): Nat Stukey
and multiple other artists
Been pushin' that diesel since early dawn
Ain't had no sleep, don't know how long
Whole lotta trouble makin' them curves
I gotta have a little somethin' to settle my nerves
Well, hey little waitress, make my coffee strong
A pack of king size filters and a country song
Little box of whiteys help pick me up
Caffeine, nicotine, benzedrine, wish me luck
Rollin' down the highway with the heavy eyes
I saw a lit up billboard that you advertised
Everything for a trucker, lots o' parking space
And the sign out front says this here is the place
Well, hey little waitress, make my coffee strong
A pack of king size filters and a country song
Little box of whiteys help pick me up
Caffeine, nicotine, benzedrine, wish me luck
Well I got hungover, I left Chicago late
And the big boss man he don't like to wait
Memphis in the mornin', gotta burn the wind
And I ain't gonna make it in the shape I'm in
Well, hey little waitress, make my coffee strong
A pack of king size filters and a country song
Little box of whiteys help pick me up
Caffeine, nicotine, benzedrine, wish me luck
Donderdag 16 oktober 2008
Bummin' Around
Bummin' Around
Composer(s): Pete Graves
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean
and various other artists
I got an ol' slouch hat
got my roll on my shoulder
I'm as free as a breeze
an' do as I please
just a bummin' around . . .
Gotta million friends
I don't feel any older
I've got nothin' to lose
not even the blues
just a bummin' around . . .
Whenever worries start
to botherin' me (start botherin' me!)
I grab my coat, my ol' slouch hat
hit the trail again
you see . . .
I ain't got a dime
don't care where I'm goin'
I'm as free as a breeze
an' do as I please
just a bummin' around!
I hit the trail again
you see . . .
I ain't got a dime
don't care where I'm goin'
I'm as free as a breeze
an' do as I please
just a bummin' around . . .
just a bummin' around . . .
just a bummin' around . . .
just a bummin' around . . .
Woensdag 15 oktober 2008
Liberated Lady 1999
Liberated Lady 1999
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Shel Silverstein
She's a liberated lady and she's looking out for herself
And she don't need your protection and she does not want your help
And if you're lookin' for some pretty little flower
You better go look somewhere else 'cause I warn you she's a liberated lady
She got off work at the foundry, she was a feelin' kinda beat
On the bus she had to stand and let some fellah have her seat
And then she pinched the ass of a guy who passed her walkin' down the street
When he called a cop she didn't quite understand
Then she stopped off on the corner for her double shot of rye
When some guy lit her cigarette she punched him in the eye
And then he kicked her in the balls, it was enough to make her cry
But she stood there and she took it like a man
(She's a liberated lady and she smokes them big cigars
You're gonna find her drinkin' boilermakers at the corner bar
And in thirty seconds flat she'll change a flat tire on your car
Look out she's a liberated lady)
She come home to find her darlin' husband cryin' in distress
She says why ain't supper ready and why is this house a mess
He said the kids have drove me crazy and I need a brand new dress
And how come you don't ever take me dancin'
She sat down to smoke her pipe and she thought back to the time
When she was satin silk and lace with nothin' on her mind
But now she's gotta mow the lawn and gotta pay the bills on time
And pray to Mrs God she don't get drafted
Oh she got into bed that evenin' and she strapped her dildo on
Climbed on top of him and said okay let's get it on
He said you know I've got my period and my headache isn't gone
And he fell asleep the chauvinistic bastard, oh
(She's a liberated lady...
I say look out she's a liberated lady and she smokes them big cigars
You're gonna find her drinkin' boilermakers at the corner bar
And in thirty seconds flat she'll change a flat tire on your car
Look out she's a liberated lady)
Woensdag 15 oktober 2008
Bumble Bee
Bumble Bee
Performer(s): LaVerne Baker
I'm gonna have to put you down
You've been treatin' me like a clown
You know you've hurt me once before
You'll never hurt me anymore
Shoo-wee, you hurt me like a bee
A bumble bee, an evil bumble bee
I gave you love as sweet as honey
My life, my soul and all my money
You didn't seem to realize
You had a home in paradise
Shoo-wee, you hurt me like a bee
A bumble bee, an evil bumble bee
Don't you know I cry
Night after night
Just one kiss before you go
Don't ever come back no more
Now baby there's no need of cryin'
I'm sick and tired of all your lyin'
You know you've hurt my heart again
I'm sorry baby it's the end
Shoo-wee, you hurt me like a bee
A bumble bee, an evil bumble bee
Don't you know I cry
Night after night
Just one kiss before you go
Don't ever come back no more
Now baby there's no need of cryin'
I'm sick and tired of all your lyin'
You know you've hurt my heart again
I'm sorry baby it's the end
Shoo-wee, you hurt me like a bee
A bumble bee, an evil bumble bee
Dinsdag 14 oktober 2008
Sono Qui Con Voi
Sono Qui Con Voi
((Adapted from: Baby Please Don't Go (by Joe Williams) - 1935))
Composer(s): Big Joe Williams - Luciano Beretta
Performer(s): Caterina Caselli - 1965
Sono qui con voi, alleluya-ya
Sono qui con voi
che felicità
io sono qui con voi, alleluya-ya
siete qui con me, alleluya-ya
siete qui con me, tutti amici qui
cantate insieme a me alleluya-ya
siamo amici noi, alleluya-ya
siamo amici noi
tutto il mondo lo sa
Cos'è la gioventù, alleluya-ya
siete qui con me
siete qui con me, alleluya-ya
tutti amici qui
cantate assieme a me
siamo amici noi, alleluya-ya
siamo amici noi
tutto il mondo lo sa
Cos'è la gioventù, alleluya-ya
se qualcuno c'è
che non canta con noi
per i fatti suoi
può anche andar
Sono qui con voi, alleluya-ya
sono qui con voi che felicità
io sono qui con voi alleluya-ya
siete qui con me, alleluya-ya
siete qui con me, tutti amici qui
cantate insieme a me alleluya-ya
Dinsdag 14 oktober 2008
Bullmoose
Bullmoose
Composer(s): Bobby Darin
Performer(s): Bobby Darin
and various other artists
Did you hear the story ‘bout old Bullmoose?
He played piano, really tore it loose
Whenever his heart was filled with gloom
He'd beat out a song in the old lunchroom
All the guys and gals would gather 'round
Just to hear that Bullmoose sound
Sayin’ …
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Bullmoose playin’ on a Friday night
Two bad boys got up to fight
One old man yelled, "Hey, keep quiet!"
The next thing you know they started a riot
While everybody was-a jumpin’ around
All you could hear was that Bullmoose sound
Sayin’ …
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose, a-turn 'em loose!
Bullmoose goin’ to a party one day
Everybody asked him, "Won't you sit down and play?"
When all of a sudden the room began to shake
"Whoops!" he cried, "It's a real earthquake"
While the people were fallin’ into holes in the ground
All you could hear was that Bullmoose sound
Sayin’ …
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose, come on Bullmoose!
Let me hear it like it is, Bullmo …
Maandag 13 oktober 2008
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Composer(s): Maurice Vidalin
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Fini le temps de la prison
J'ai fait dix ans dans la maison
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Ils m'ont rendu mon pardessus
Et merde et salut
Je ne savais plus marcher
Sans avoir devant moi un mur pour m'arrêter comme ça
Ce soir, je peux danser... danser comm' ça
Je ne savais plus parler
J'avais trop murmuré, trop longtemps chuchoté comme ça
Ce soir je peux chanter... chanter comm' ça
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Comme on chantait dans ma prison...
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Ma ville est là, me tend les bras
On s'reconnaîtra
Je suis pauvre et mal rasé
Mais je vais m'bichonner, je vais me pomponner... comme ça
Et puis j'irai aimer... aimer comm ' ça
Tu me fais peur, liberté
J'ai la gorge serrée et les gens me regardent... comme ça...
Ils ne comprennent pas... n'comprennent pas
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Pleurer de joie, bon Dieu, qu' c'est bon!
Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Me v'là un homme comm' tous les hommes
De la créaçao
Liberaçao, liberaçao ...
Maandag 13 oktober 2008
Bull Dog
Bull Dog
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Nunca leí un libro de sexo
Nunca vendí marihuana
Nunca disparé un arma de fuego (cuando)
Nunca estafé al Gobierno
Yo nunca imaginé que esto
podía suceder
estoy encadenado a un hueso
y ladro sin morder
como un pobre bulldog
Bulldog
No más bombas, no más bombas, no más bombas...
-Papá, estoy enamorado!
-Callate nene, no hablés estupiddeces
Ya lo ves, que no ves, ya lo ves, que no ves
cuando el mundo está parado
el que da vueltas soy yo
-Mamá, tengo hambre
-Hay sopa de pollo en la heladera
-Odio la sopa de pollo
-¡Comé esa sopa o llamo a la pollicía!
Ya lo ves, que no ves, ya lo ves, que no ves
cuando el mundo está parado
el que da vueltas soy yo
Yo, el que da vueltas soy yo
siempre yo
Yo y vos
Y nunca imaginé que esto, oh no
podía suceder
estoy encadenado a un hueso, oh no
encadenado, encadenado, encadenado
y ladro, ladro sin morder
como un pobre bulldog
Bulldog
Yo nunca hice nada
yo nunca hice nada
yo nunca hice nada
y tengo cara de bulldog
Zondag 12 oktober 2008
Liar's Roses
Liar's Roses
Composer(s): Bill Rice - Mary Sharon Rice
Performer(s): Tammy Wynette
The doorbell rings, it's flowers for me
Roses again, it's the third time this week
What kind of fool must he picture me to be?
To be blinded by a dozen liar's roses
Guilt-stained words, on beautiful cards
But not a single one that comes from the heart
He's seein' her again 'cause that's when he starts
Sendin' me these lovely, liar's roses
Oh, I'm sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses
While he dreams of somebody else
He lies to me and thinks that I don't know it
But we're sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses
Why do I stay, I don't know
I guess it's easier than lettin' him go
I do the best I can to not let it show
What am I gonna do with all these roses?
Oh, I'm sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses
While he dreams of somebody else
He lies to me and thinks that I don't know it
But we're sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses
Zondag 12 oktober 2008
Bulbs
Bulbs
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison
I'm kicking off from centre field
A question of being down for the game
The one shot deal don't matter
And the other one's the same
Oh! My friend I see you
Want you to come through (alright)
And she's standing in the shadows
Where the street lights all turn blue
She leaving for an American (uhuh)
Suitcase in her hand
I said her brothers and her sisters
Are all on Atlantic sand
She's screaming through the alley way
I hear the lonely cry, why can't you?
And her batteries are corroded
And her hundred watt bulb just blew
Lallallal.. alright...huhuhhuh
She used to hang out at Miss Lucy's
Every weekend they would get loose
And it was a straight clear case of
Having taken in too much juice
It was outside, and it was outside
Just the nature of the person
Now all you got to remember
After all, it's just show biz
Lallalal...huhuh...lallal
We're just screaming through the alley way
I hear her lonely cry, ah why can't you?
And she's standing in the shadows
Canal street lights all turn blue
And she's standing in the shadows
Where the street lights all turn blue
And she's standing in the shadows
Down where the street lights all turn blue
Hey, hey, yeah
Zaterdag 11 oktober 2008
Liar Liar
Liar Liar
Composer(s): Jim Donna
Performer(s): The Castaways
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Your nose is longer than a telephone wire
Ask me, baby, why I'm sad
You been out all night, know you been bad
Don't tell me different, know it's a lie
Come kill me, honey, see how I cry
Why must you hurt me, do what you do
Listen here, girl, can't you see I love you
Make a little effort, try to be true
I'll be happy, not so blue
If you keep on tellin' me those lies
Still goin' out with other guys
There'll come a day I'll be gone
Take my advice, won't be long
When that day comes, won't be mad
Be free of you, but I'll still be sad
In spite of your cheatin', still love you so
I'll be unhappy if I let you go
Zaterdag 11 oktober 2008
Oh, Luister Toch
