Zondag 24 februari 1980
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Zondag 24 februari 1980
One More Minute
One More Minute
Composer(s): Al Yankovic
Performer(s): Weird Al Jankovic
Well I heard that you're leaving
Gonna leave me far behind
'Cause you found a brand new lover
You decided that I'm not your kind
So I pulled your name out of my Rolladex
And I tore all your pictures in two
And I burned down the malt shop where we used to go
Just because it reminds me of you
That's right, you ain't gonna see me crying
I'm glad that you found somebody new
'Cause I'd rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass
Than spend one more minute with you
I guess I may seem kinda bitter
You got me feeling down in the dumps
'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love
And I have to use the self-service pumps
Oh, so honey, let me help you with that suitcase
You ain't gonna break my heart in two
'Cause I'd rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my face
Than spend one more minute with you
I'd rather rip out my intestines with a fork
Than watch you going out with other men
I'd rather slam my fingers in a door
Again, and again, and again, and again, and again
Oh, can't you see what I'm trying to say, darlin'
I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leeches
Shove an ice-pick under a toe nail or two
I'd rather clean all the bathrooms
In Grand Central Station, with my tongue
Than spend one more minute with you
Yes, I'd rather dive naked
On a huge pile of thumb tacks
Or stick my nostrils together with Krazy-Glue
I'd rather dive in a swimming pool
Filled with double-edged razor blades
Than spend one more minute with you
I'd rather rip my heart right out
Of my ribcage with my bare hands
And throw it on the floor
And stomp on it till I die
Than spend one more minute with you
Zondag 24 februari 1980
El Amor Es Un Camino Que De Repente Aparece
El Amor Es Un Camino Que De Repente Aparece
Composer(s): Victor Jara
Performer(s): Victor Jara
El viento juega en la loma
acariciando el trigal
y en el viento la paloma
practica su libertad
El amor es un camino
que de repente aparece
y de tanto caminarlo
se te pierde
Con la primera alborada
la tierra voy a regar
descubro el surco del agua
que corre libre hacia el mar
El amor es un camino
que de repente aparece
y de tanto caminarlo
se te pierde
La vida encontro en tus ojos
fui como el viento y el mar
son mis unicos tesoros
que no me podran quitar
El amor es un camino
que de repente aparece
y de tanto caminarlo
se te pierde
Zaterdag 23 februari 1980
Tú Eres Mejor
Tú Eres Mejor
Composer(s): Willy Chirino
Performer(s): Willy Chirino
Me preguntan mis amigos
Qué tú has hecho conmigo
Insisten que me has hechizado
Y que ya no soy aquél
Pendiente a cada mujer
Que ya eso es asunto del pasado
Porque desde que te vi, algo cambió en mí
Ahora me siento diferente
Y si quiere saber toda esa gente
Yo les diré...
Porque tú eres mejor
Mejor que ella, mejor que aquella
Muy superior
Tú eres más bella, tú eres mi estrella
Tú eres mi flor
Tú eres mejor, tú eres mejor
Porque tú eres mejor
La más hermosa, la más sabrosa
Haciendo el amor
La que al mirarme inspira mi alma de trovador
Tú eres mejor, tú eres mejor
Cuando miro a las demás
Todas quedan atrás
Existe una enorme diferencia
No te debe preocupar
Que te deje de amar
Mi amor tú no tienes competencia
Este amor entre los dos es un regalo de Dios
Es más tierno y más profundo
Yo le quiero gritar a todo el mundo
Que sepan de una vez
Porque tú eres mejor
Mejor que ella, mejor que aquella
Muy superior
Tú eres más bella, tú eres mi estrella
Tú eres mi flor
Tú eres mejor, tú eres mejor
Porque tú eres mejor
La más hermosa, la más sabrosa
Haciendo el amor
La que al mirarme inspira mi alma de trovador
Tú eres mejor, tú eres mejor
Mira lo que me ha pasa'o
No sé cómo sucedió
Estoy loco y enamora'o
Zaterdag 23 februari 1980
I Turned You On
I Turned You On
Composer(s): Ronald Isley; Rudolph Bernard Isley; O'Kelly Isley
First release by: The Isley Brothers - 1969
I turned you on
Now I can't turn you off
I turned you on
Now I can't turn you off
What a good, good feeling
A great sensation oh you and me baby
A good combination
Sock it to me, sock it to me
Sock it to me, sock it to me
Baby I started but I can't stop
I admit that I started baby
Oh but I can't stop it
What a good, good feeling
A great sensation oh you and me baby
A good combination
Sock it to me, sock it to me
Sock it to me, sock it to me
And get it George
Oh I turned you on sock it to me
Sock it to me, sock it to me
I turned you on
But I can't turn you off
Baby I said I turned you on
But I can't turn you off
Come on girl light my fire
Set me a little bit higher wooh
Round and round and up and down we go
Where we gonna stop baby nobody knows
Sock it to me, whip it to me
Give it to me, sock it to me
Sock it to me
Zaterdag 23 februari 1980
1,000 Miles
1,000 Miles
Performer(s): Dwight Yoakam
Runway four, flight 209
Teardrop falls, we start to climb
This window seat proved a poor choice
It shows the dream that’s been destroyed
A little baby starts to cry
Hey, I would too, if not for pride
I owe so much to pride, it’s true
It brought an end to me and you
But if I could, I’d turn around
Set my feet back on the ground
’cause all this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery
I hear the engines, watch the clouds
The whole damn world looks distant now
But I can’t seem to put no space
Between my cold heart and your sweet face
Across the aisle they’re holding hands
Revealing brand new wedding bands
But our sweet gold, it’s gone to rust
Now my life has turned to dust
But if I could, I’d turn around
Set my feet back on the ground
’cause all this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery
All this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery
Vrijdag 22 februari 1980
Tu Eres La Culpable
Tu Eres La Culpable
Composer(s): Pedro García Cuevas
Performer(s): Javier Solís
Juraste amor sincero hasta la muerte
fingiste que me amabas con pasión
Mentiste y te burlaste de mi suerte
hiriendo sin piedad mi corazón
Inútil es fingir indiferencia
inútil ocultar mi gran dolor
Mi alma atormentada por la ausencia
expira poco a poco sin tu amor
Tú eres la culpable no te asombres
caro pagarás con tu traición
Esclavo de tu orgullo y de tu nombre
jugaste con mi noble corazón
Ahora que de mí te has olvidado
mi alma se envenena de rencor
Me encuentro solo y triste y amargado
llorando la perfidia de tu amor
Me encuentro solo y triste y amargado
llorando la perfidia de tu amor
Vrijdag 22 februari 1980
I Trawl The Megahertz
I Trawl The Megahertz
Composer(s): Paddy McAloon
Performer(s): Paddy McAloon
I am telling myself the story of my life
stranger than song or fiction
We start with the joyful mysteries
before the appearance of ether
trying to capture the elusive
the farm where the crippled horses heal
the woods where autumn is reversed
and the longing for bliss in the arms
of some beloved from the past
I said 'Your daddy loves you'
I said 'Your daddy loves you very much'
he just doesn't want to live with us anymore'
The plane comes down behind enemy lines
and you don't speak the language
A girl takes pity on you
she is Mother Theresa walking among the poor
and her eyes have attained night vision
In an orchard, drenched in blue light
she changes your bandages and soothes you
All day her voice is balm
then she lowers you into the sunset
Hers is the wing span of the quotidian angel
so her feet are sore from the walk
to the well of human kindness
but she gives you a name and you grow into it
Whether a tramp of the low road or a prince
riding through Wagnerian opera
you learn some, if not all, of the language
And these are the footsteps you follow
- the tracks of impossible love
12 days in Paris
and I am awaiting for life to start
In the lobby of the Hotel Charlemagne
they are hanging photographs
of Rap artists and minor royalty
All cigarettes have been air-brushed from these pictures
making everyone a liar
and saving no-one from their folly
As proud as Lucifer, I do nothing to hide
my kerosene dress and flint eyes
- which one steady look, are able to restore
to these images their carcinogenic threat
So what if this is largely bravado?
I have only 12 days in Paris
and I'm awaiting for life to start
I'm setting out my stall behind a sheet of dark hair
and you, the hostage of crazed hormones
will be driven to say
'I am the next poet laurate
and she is the cherry madonna
and all of the summer is hers'
At first I don't notice you
or the colour of your hair
or your readiness to laugh
I am tying a shoelace
or finding the pavement fascinating
when the comet thrills the sky
Ever the dull alchemist
I have before me all the necesary elements
it is their combination that eludes me
Forgive me ... I am sleepwalking
I am jangling along to some song of the moment
suffering it's sweetness
luxuriating in it's feeble aproximation of starlight
Meanwhile there is a real world ...
trains are late, doctors are breaking bad news
but I am living in a lullaby
You might be huddled in a doorway on the make
or just getting by, but I don't see it
You are my one shot at glory
Soon I will read in your expression
warmth, encouragement, assent
From an acorn of interest
I will cultivate whole forests of affection
I will analyse your gestures
like centuries of scholars
poring over Jesus'words
Anything that doesn't fit my narrow interpretation
I will carelessly discard
For I am careless ... I'm shameless ... and
('Mayday, Mayday, watch the needle leave the dial')
I am reckless
I am telling myself the story of my life
Soon, I will make you a co-conspirator
if I am dizzy I will call it rapture
if I am low I will attribute it to your absence
noting your tidal effect upon my moods
Oblivious to the opinions of neighbours
I will bark at the moon like a dog
In short, I'm asking to be scalded
It is the onset of fever
Yesterday they took a census
Boasting, I said 'I live two doors down from joy'
Today, bewildered and sarcastic, I phone them and ask
'Isn't it obvious? This slum is empty'
Repeat after me: happiness is only a habit
I am listening to the face in the mirror
but I don't think I believe what she's telling me
Her words are modern, but her eyes have been weeping
in gardens and grottoes since the Middle Ages
This is the aftermath of fever
I cool the palms of my hands upon the bars
of an imaginary iron gate
Only by an extreme act of will can I avoid
becoming a character in a country song
'Lord, you game me nothing, then took it all away'
These are the sorrowful mysteries
and I have to pay attention
In a chamber of my heart sits an accountant
He is frowning and waving red paper at me
I go to the window for air
I catch the scent of apples
I hunger for a taste
but I can't see the orchard for the rain
There are two ways of looking at this
The first is to accept that you are gone
and to light a candle at the shrine of amnesia
(I could even cheat)
In the subterranean world of anaesthetics
sad white canoes are forever sailing downstream
in the early hours of the morning
'Tell the stars I'm coming
make them leave a space for me
whether bones, or dust
or ashes once among them I'll be free'
It may make a glamorous song
but it's dark train of thought
with too many carriages
There is, of course
another way of looking at this
Your daddy loves you; I said
'Your daddy loves you very much
he doesn't want to live with us anymore'
I am telling myself the story of my life
By day and night, fancy electronic dishes
are trained on the heavens
They are listening for smudged echoes
of the moment of creation
They are listening for the ghost of a chance
They may help us make sense of who we are
and where we came from
and, as a compassionate side effect
teach us that nothing is ever lost
So ... I rake the sky
I listen hard
I trawl the megahertz
But the net isn't fine enough
and I miss you
- a swan sailing between two continents
a ghost inmune to radar
Still, my eyes are fixed upon
the place I last saw you
your signal urgent but breaking
before you became cotton in a blizzard
a plane coming down behind enemy lines
Vrijdag 22 februari 1980
El Amor Es Triste
El Amor Es Triste
((Adapted from: L'amour Est Bleu (Vicky Leandros) - 1967))
Composer(s): Pierre Cour - André Popp - Beretta
Performer(s): Raphael - 1967
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - L'amore È Blu (Orietta Berti)
1968 - Love Is Blue (Ray Conniff and The Singers)
1971 - Blau Wie Das Meer (Séverine)
2009 - Lásko Máš Modrý Stín (Lucie Bílá)
Gris, gris, mi amor es gris
Cuando me encuentro lejos de ti
Gris, gris, mi amor es gris
Si no te tengo cerca de mi
Mi amor se vuelve azul
Cuando tus manos puedo estrechar
Mi amor se vuelve azul
Cuando en tus brazos me haces soñar
El amor siempre es de un color
Azul o gris y al final tu y yo
Gris, gris, el dia es gris
Todo esta gris en cuanto te vas
Gris, gris, el dia es gris
Todo es muy triste cuando no estas
El amor siempre es de un color
Azul, azul o gris y al final solo tu y yo
Gris, gris, mi amor es gris
Cuando me encuentro lejos de ti
Gris, gris, el dia es gris
Todo es muy triste cuando no estas
Donderdag 21 februari 1980
Tu Enamorado
Tu Enamorado
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Ya llegó tu enamorado
el que nunca correspondes
ya llegó hasta la ventana
desde donde tu lo escuchas
pero donde tu te escondes
Ya no sé ni que decirte
ya ni tengo que cantarte
yo quisiera maldecirte
pero ya estoy convencido
que nací para adorarte
(Ay ay ay ay ay, ay ay ay)
la suerte me está cambiando
(ay ay ay, ay ay corazón)
tu amor se me va entregando
Ya llegó tu enamorado
el que te interrumpe el sueño
ese pobre desgraciado
que anda siempre desvelado
porque quiere ser tu dueño
Alguien me conto tu vida
supe de tus ilusiones
yo no sé si me equivoque
pero casí estoy seguro
que te gustan mis canciones
(Ay ay ay ay ay, ay ay ay)
la suerte me está cambiando
(ay ay ay, ay ay corazón)
tu amor se me va entregando
Ya se va tu enamorado
ya se va de tu ventana
ya ni debo despedirme
porque sé que aunque no quieras
voy a regresar mañana
Mientras la pasión me dure
y tu voluntad me aguante
no habrá noche de tu vida
que no vengan mis mariachis
y mi voz a despertarte
(Ay ay ay ay ay, ay ay ay)
la suerte me está cambiando
(ay ay ay, ay ay corazón)
tu amor se me va entregando
Ya se va tu enamorado
Donderdag 21 februari 1980
I Told You So
I Told You So
Composer(s): Lew Brown; Albert Von Tilzer
I remember when you went away
how I begged and pleaded that you stay
You just laughed at me you wanted to be free
Everything I told you has come true
now if I wanted to, how I could laugh at you
You said you had nothing to regret
you thought you could easily forget
You knew right along that you were in the wrong
I could treat you as you treated me
but I can plainly see, you're sorry as can be
You're so blue and lonesome too
I told you so
No one else can comfort you
I told you so
I said that you would pine
and miss this love of mine
but you didn't care, you wouldn't play fair and still
I loved you so
Life for you is one sad song
I told you so
You admit that you were wrong
You ought to know you flew around from tree to tree
but when you couldn't get the love you got from me
you started longing for the days that used to be
I told you so
Donderdag 21 februari 1980
El Amor Es Algo Maravilloso
El Amor Es Algo Maravilloso
((English Version: Love Is A Many Splendored Thing (The Four Aces) - 1955))
Composer(s): Paul Francis Webster - Sammy Fain
Performer(s): Raphael
Es tan maravilloso amar
Si la gran verdad se lleva
Dentro del corazon
Que te hara sentir el cielo
Mas cerca de tu anhelo
Y no hay para vivir mejor razon
Es tan maravilloso amar
Que hace reflejar estrellas
En tu mirar azul
Que es un misterio que se aclara
Por milagro estando tu
Es algo maravilloso amar
Es tan maravilloso amar
Es la gran verdad
Se lleva dentro del corazon
Que te hara sentir el cielo
Mas cerca de tu anhelo
Y no hay para vivir mejor razon
Es tan maravilloso amar
Y hace reflejar estrellas
En tu mirar azul
Es un misterio que se aclara
Por milagro estando tu
Es algo maravilloso amar
Woensdag 20 februari 1980
Tu E Solamente Tu
Tu E Solamente Tu
Composer(s): Calabrese - Charles Aznavour - Kretzmer
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Tu
E solamente tu
Dai giorni freddi che
Andavo alla deriva
Tu
Che appartenevi a me
La mia felicità
La vita che per te si apriva
Tu che non tramonti mai
Nel cielo delle idee
Che la malinconia
Mi dà pensando
Che io mi ero arreso già
Alle sconfitte che
Mi hai riscattato tu
Tu
Che sai le frasi che
Né a scrivere né a dire
Non riusciremmo mai
Tu
Mia musica e parole
Retorico se vuoi
Ma che altro dire di te
Tu il centro del mio mondo
Della mia eternità
Della mia verità
Ee quando mi domando
Cosa mi fa cantare
Non so fare altro che
Che imitare te
Woensdag 20 februari 1980
I Tipped My Hat (And Slowly Rode Away)
I Tipped My Hat (And Slowly Rode Away)
Composer(s): Larry Markes; Dick Charles
Performer(s): Bob Houston
and multiple other artists
I was ridin' down the trail from Santa Fe
When I met a purty gal along the way
I said "Ain't we met before"
Then she drew her forty-four
So I tipped my hat and slowly rode away
I was ridin' down the trail from Santa Fe
When I met another gal along the way
I said, "Baby, you're a dream
She said, "Touch me and I'll scream"
So I tipped my hat and slowly rode away
Woensdag 20 februari 1980
El Amor Después Del Amor
El Amor Después Del Amor
Composer(s): Fito Paez
Performer(s): Fito Paez
and multiple other artists
El amor después del amor tal vez
se parezca a este rayo de sol
y ahora que busque
y ahora que encontré
el perfume que lleva al dolor
en la esencia de las almas
en la ausencia del dolor
ahora se que ya no puedo
vivir sin tu amor
Me hice fuerte ahí
donde nunca vi
nadie puede decirme quien soy
yo lo se muy bien
te aprendí a querer
el perfume que lleva al dolor
en la esencia de las almas
dice toda religión
para mi que es el amor después del amor
El amor después del amor tal vez
se parezca a este rayo de sol
y ahora que busque
y ahora que encontré
el perfume que lleva al dolor
en la esencia de las almas
dice toda religión
para mi que es el amor después del amor
Nadie puede
y nadie debe
vivir sin amor
una llave por una llave y esa llave es mi amor
una llave por una llave y esa llave es mi amor
Dinsdag 19 februari 1980
Tu Dors
Tu Dors
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Toutes les femme du monde
Veulent un mari jaloux
Toi tu t'en fou
C'est incroyable
Pourvu qu'à table
Fume un ragoût
Toutes les femmes du monde
Ont un amant comme mari
Toi tu souris
Tu me regardes
Mais ne t'attardes
A aucun prix
Tu dors, tu dors
Et tu ne fais vraiment nul effort
Tu dors, tu dors
Et pourtant je suis jeune encore
Moi qui soufre d'insomnie
Pendant que tu sommeilles
Je soupire éperdument
Mais rien ne te réveille
Si parfois timidement
Ma main cherche la tienne
Tu te retourne en grognant
Et tes rêves reprennent
Tu dors, tu dors
Ma laissant à mon triste sort
Et j'ai l'air de veiller ton corps
Quand tu dors, tu dors
Toutes les femmes du monde
Se marient pour trouver l'amour
En fait d'amour
Tu m'abandonnes
Je suis ta bonne
Nuit et jour
Toutes les femmes du monde
Demandent aux hommes d'être vif
Toi t'es poussif
Un rien t'essouffle
Y'a qu'en pantoufles
Que t'es sportif
Tu dors, tu dors
C'est ta façon de faire du sport
Tu dors, tu dors
Mais parfois t'es pris de remords
Tu m'emmènes au cabaret
Nous dînons au champagne
Et quand t'as bu un peu
Ton coeur bat la campagne
Tu te fais tendre et pressant
Tes yeux brillent et s'allument
Et rentré à la maison
A l'heure où de coutume
Tu dors, tu dors
Y'a comme un feu qui te dévore
Brûlant de fièvre
Tu cherches mes lèvres
Mais à ton tour tu t'aperçois
Que je dors, je dors
Et c'est bien fait pour toi
Dinsdag 19 februari 1980
I Threw It All Away
I Threw It All Away
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
I once held her in my arms
She said she would always stay
But I was cruel
I treated her like a fool
I threw it all away
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day
I must have been mad
I never knew what I had
Until I threw it all away
Love is all there is, it makes the world go 'round
Love and only love, it can't be denied
No matter what you think about it
You just won't be able to do without it
Take a tip from one who's tried
So if you find someone that gives you all of her love
Take it to your heart, don't let it stray
For one thing that's certain
You will surely be a-hurtin'
If you throw it all away
Dinsdag 19 februari 1980
El Amor De Mi Vida
El Amor De Mi Vida
Composer(s): Pablo Milanés
Performer(s): Pablo Milanés
Te negar tres veces
antes de que llegue el alba
Me fundir en la noche
donde me aguarda la nada
Me perder en la angustia
de buscarme y no encontrarme
te encontrar en la luz
que se me esconde tras el alma
Desangrer caminos
sin salidas como muros
Recorrer los cuerpos
desolados sin futuro
Destruir los mitos
que he formado uno a uno
y pensar en tu amor
este amor nuestro vivo y puro
Te veo sonreir
sin lamentarte de una herida
Cuando me vi partir
pens que no tendras vida
Que gloria te toc
que ngel de amor
que has renacido
Qu milagro se dio
cuando el amor volvi a tu nido
Qu puedo hacer?
Quiero saber
que me atormenta en mi interior
Si es el dolor
que empieza a ser
miedo a perder lo que se am
Te veo sonreir
sin lamentarte de una herida
Cuando me vi partir
pens que no tendras vida
Que gloria te toc
que ngel de amor
que has renacido
Qu milagro se dio
cuando el amor volvi a tu nido
Qu puedo hacer?
Quiero saber
que me atormenta en mi interior
Si es el dolor
que empieza a ser
miedo a perder lo que se am
Ser que eres el amor de mi vida...!!
Maandag 18 februari 1980
Tu Cuerpo: Mi Refugio Y Mi Rincón
Tu Cuerpo: Mi Refugio Y Mi Rincón
Composer(s): José Luis Perales
Performer(s): Raphael
Si esta noche pudiera escuchar esa palabra tuya
Si esta noche pudiera escuchar esa pregunta tuya
Si esta noche estuvieras aquí
Si esta noche estuvieras aquí
Tu silencio sería mi paz y mi alma la tuya
Si estuvieras aquí cualquier sitio sería mi hogar
Nuestra casa sería de espuma, de viento y de sal
Nuestras horas serían un beso hasta el amanecer
Tu cuerpo: mi refugio y mi rincón
Tu cuerpo: mi refugio y mi rincón
Si estuvieras aquí dejaría las horas volar
Llenaría esta noche de estrellas, de viento y de mar
Si estuvieras aquí yo sería tu playa y tu sol
Tu cuerpo: mi refugio y mi rincón
Tu cuerpo: mi refugio y mi rincón
Si esta noche pudiera tener una mirada tuya
Si esta noche pudiera brillar en tus ojos la luna
Si esta noche quisiera llover y en mis brazos pudieras estar
Tu silencio sería mi paz y mi alma la tuya
Maandag 18 februari 1980
I Threw A Kiss In The Ocean
