Donderdag 7 november 1974
Fram För Svenska Sommaren
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Woensdag 6 november 1974
Querem Meu Sangue
Querem Meu Sangue
((Adapted from: The Harder They Come (Jimmy Cliff) - 1972))
((French Version: Le Maître Du Monde (Eddy Mitchell) - 1976))
Composer(s): Jimmy Cliff - Nando Reis
Performer(s): Titãs - 1984
Dizem que guardam um bom
Lugar pra mim no céu
Logo que eu for pro beleléu
A minha vida só eu sei como guiar
Pois ninguém vai me ouvir se eu chorar
Mas enquanto o sol puder arder
Não vou querer meus olhos escurecer
Pois se eles querem meu sangue
verão o meu sangue só no fim
e se eles querem meu corpo
só se eu estiver morto, só assim
Meus inimigos tentam sempre me ver mal
Mas minha força é como o fogo do sol
Pois quando pensam que eu já estou vencido
É que meu ódio não conhece perigo
Mas enquanto o sol quiser brilhar
Eu vou querer a minha chance de olhar
Pois se eles querem meu sangue
verão o meu sangue só no fim
e se eles querem meu corpo
só se eu estiver morto, só assim
Eu vou lutar pra ter as coisas que eu desejo
Não sei do medo, amor pra mim não tem preço
Serei mais livre quando não for mais que osso
Do que vivendo com a corda no pescoço
Enquanto o sol no céu ainda estiver
Só vou fechar meus olhos quando quiser
Woensdag 6 november 1974
C'est Mon Imagination
C'est Mon Imagination
Composer(s): Georges Aber - Harvey Freed - Brian Morris
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Ton ombre elle est là dans le fond de ma chambre
Seul à rêver de toi par un soir de décembre
Je te revois et puis tu disparais
Et par mes pleurs ton visage est mouillé
C'est mon imagination
Qui vient me jouer un tour
C'est mon imagination
Car je suis fou d'amour
J'essaie d'oublier jusqu'au son de ta voix
Effacer à jamais mon souvenir de toi
Je te revois et puis tu disparais
Et par mes pleurs ton visage est mouillé
C'est mon imagination
Qui vient me jouer un tour
C'est mon imagination
Car je suis fou d'amour
Comme un mirage ton image elle est bien là
Dans mon imagination je vois
Comme un mirage ton image toujours là
Dans mon imagination
Pourquoi
Ton départ je ne m'y ferai jamais
Y a-t-il un espoir pour qu'on puisse un jour recommencer
Je te revois et puis tu disparais
Et par mes pleurs ton visage est mouillé
C'est mon imagination
Qui vient me jouer un tour
C'est mon imagination
Car je suis fou d'amour
Woensdag 6 november 1974
Framed
Framed
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller
Performer(s): Ritchie Valens;
and various other artists
I was walkin' down the street, minding my own affair
When two policemen grabbed me unaware
They said, is your name Henry, I says why sure?
He says you're the boy I been lookin' for
I was framed, framed, I was blamed
Framed, well I never do nothing
But I always get blamed, oh framed
They took me to the line where those bright lights shine
There was ten poor souls like me in that line
I knew I was a victim of someone's evil plan
When a stool-pigeon walked in an' says
Thats your man!
I was framed, framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well, I never do nothing
But I always get blamed
Well, the prosecuting attorney started a-prosecuting me
Man, that cat didn't give me the one, but the third degree
He says, where were you in the night of July 1953
Man, I was just home, just a tweedle-ee-dee
I was framed, oh framed, I was blamed
Oh, framed, framed, framed
Well, I never do nothing
But I always get framed, oh framed
Oh framed...
Dinsdag 5 november 1974
The Hard Way (The Nashville Teens)
The Hard Way
Performer(s): The Nashville Teens
Success don't come easy, so they say
'Cause I got mine
I got it the hard way, the hard way
When I was five, I had to fight to keep alive
There was very little bread to eat
Fifteen before I tasted meat
Teacher said that I had inhibitions
I was just another case of malnutrition
The hard way, ain't that the hard way
She let me live in the spire room
'Cause when it rained
The rain came through, through
A song in my heart, a hole in my britches
I struck out to find my riches
Didn't have no peace to scatter my loot
Ain't no bucks in a birthday suit
The hard way, ain't that the hard way
Take your courage in your hands
Stick to things you understand
That's the way that next
You will make success out of mess
Now I drive a limousine
My shoes are keen, my suit's always clean
The hard way
I made it the hard way
I made it the hard way
I made it the hard way
I made it the hard way
I made it...
Dinsdag 5 november 1974
C'est Mon Espoir
C'est Mon Espoir
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil - Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Aucune passion ne me guette
De l'Hudson à la croisette
D'Alésia jusqu'à la fin de la ligne de Sceaux
Ce que j'ai eu, je l'ai voulu
Gagné, perdu, rien ne va plus
Rien ne va plus
La vie se promène sous la soie
La toile ou le velours, nuit et jour
Aucune passion ne m'agite
Ni le rêve de l'Amérique
Ni la prise de n'importe quel pouvoir
Mais tous les jours, pouvoir te voir
Même dans le noir, c'est mon espoir
Mais pour longtemps, nos "quatre" yeux
Perdu à deux, un seul regard
C'est mon espoir, c'est ma victoire
Ce que J'ai eu, je l'ai voulu
Gagné, perdu, rien ne va plus
C'est ma vengeance, mon espérance
Aucune passion ne me guette
De l'Hudson à la croisette
D'Alésia jusqu'à la fin de la ligne de Sceaux
Mais tous les jours, pouvoir te voir
Même dans le noir, c'est mon espoir
Mais pour longtemps, nos "quatre" yeux
Perdu à deux, un seul regard
C'est mon espoir, c'est ma victoire
Dinsdag 5 november 1974
Fragile Child
Fragile Child
Composer(s): John Fogerty; Tom Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; The Golliwogs
I knew a pretty little girl
with no love to give
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
So I followed her home
just to see where she lives
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
I walked right up
and I knocked on her door
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
So I asked her for a date
could I see you some more
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
[Chorus:]
'Cause she's a fragile child
Yeah she's a fragile child
Oh she's a fragile child
Better leave her alone
I took her out on the town
Just to have a little fun
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
But it wasn't very long
I found that she's the same one
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
I thought I'd push my luck
And I held her hand
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
She told me ever so polite
Go and see her old man
I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't do that
[Chorus x2]
Maandag 4 november 1974
The Hard Way (Frankie Laine)
The Hard Way
Composer(s): Frankie Laine - L.G. Sullivan
Performer(s): Frankie Laine
(The hard way, the hard way)
The hard way to get here, the hard way to stay
The hard way to work and the hard way to play
The hard way, the long way, the rough way, the slow
The hard way to get here and the old hard way to go
They tell me that I first saw light in 1844
In a wagon in the hills of Tennessee
And my mother soon lay dead with an arrow through her head
So it started out the old hard way for me
The hard way to get here, the hard way to stay
The hard way to work and the hard way to play
The hard way, the long way, the rough way, the slow
The old hard way to get here and the old hard way to go
I hunted possum and raccoon to get my share of grub
I fought the bear to rob the honey bee
When I was only five, that is how I stayed alive
Everything's been the old hard way for me
I never settled anywhere, ain't never earned no pay
A bottle's words is steady company
I never learned to ride, all I learned to do was fight
Everything has been the old hard way for me
The hard way to get here, the hard way to stay
The hard way to work and the hard way to play
The hard way, the long way, the rough way, the slow
The hard way to get here and the old hard way to go
That bugle started blowin' back in 1861
I pulled up stakes and volunteered with Lee
I marched with old Stonewall, till I met a cannon ball
Everything's been the old hard way for me
The hard way to get here, the hard way to stay
The hard way to work and the hard way to play
The hard way, the long way, the rough way, the slow
The hard way to get here and the old hard way to go
So all good folk who come this way and then look upon this stone
Please say a prayer and set my spirit free
Won't you help me reach my goal 'cause I'm down here shovelin' coal
Everything is still the old hard way for me
Everything is still the old hard way for me
Everything is still the old hard way for me
Maandag 4 november 1974
C'est Moi Qui Suis Colargol
C'est Moi Qui Suis Colargol
Composer(s): Victor Villien - Mireille Hartuch
Performer(s): Mireille
C'est moi qui suis Colargol
L'ours qui chante en fa en sol
En do dièse et mi bémol
En gilet et en faux-col
Le roi des oiseaux
Vous le savez mes amis
M'a donné un beau
Sifflet pour faire cui-cui
Cui cui cui cui cui cui cui!
C'est moi qui suis Colargol
L'ours qui chante en fa en sol
En do dièse et mi bémol
C'est moi qui suis Colargol
C'est moi qui suis Colargol
Je chante sans protocole
Mieux que Jacques
Pierre ou Paul
En russe ou en espagnol
Le roi des oiseaux
Est un merveilleux ami
Grâce à son cadeau
Vous m'entendez aujourd'hui
C'est moi qui suis Colargol
Mauvais élève à l'école
Mais premier au music-hall
C'est moi qui suis Colargol
Maandag 4 november 1974
Fragezeichen Mag Ich Nicht
Fragezeichen Mag Ich Nicht
Composer(s): H. Blum; H. Bredow
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Fragezeichen mag ich nicht
Wenn es um Liebe geht
Sag mir lieber ins Gesicht
Wie es um uns steht
Fragezeichen tun nicht gut
Sag' es klipp und klar
Nimm dein Herz und habe Mut
Sonst gibt es Gefahr
Im selben Boot, da sitzen wir
Und segeln heiter durch die Welt
Den selben Wein, den trinken wir
Und teilen uns das letzte Geld
Warum sagt jeder Mann
Immer dann wenn er kann
Worte ohne Sinn?
Sag wofür das ist
Fragezeichen mag ich nicht
Wenn es um Liebe geht
Sag mir lieber ins Gesicht
Wie es um uns steht
Fragezeichen tun nicht gut
Sag' es klipp und klar
Nimm dein Herz und habe Mut
Sonst gibt es Gefahr
Zondag 3 november 1974
The Soldier's Almanac Bible And Prayer Book
The Soldier's Almanac Bible And Prayer Book ((aka Deck Of Cards (Phil Harris) - 1948
The Red Deck Of Cards (Red River Dave McEnery) - 1954; A Hillbilly's Deck Of Cards (Ferlin Husky) - 1966; Cards Spiritualised))
((Dutch Version: Het Spel Kaarten (Cowboy Gerard & De Rodeo Riders - 1965))
Composer(s): T. Texas Tyler
Richard Middleton, a soldier, attending divine service with the rest of the regiment at a church in Glasgow
instead of pulling out a Bible, like his brother soldiers, to find the parson's text
spread a pack of cards before him
This singular behaviour did not long pass unnoticed
both by the clergyman and the sarjeant of the company to which he belonged
The latter in particular requested him to put up the cards, and on his refusal
conducted him after church before the Mayor
to whom he preferred a formal complaint of Richard's indecent behaviour during divine service
"Well soldier!" said the Mayor, "what excuse have you for this strange scandalous behaviour?"
If you can make any apology, or assign any reason for it, it's well
If you cannot, assure yourself that I will cause you, without delay, to be severely punished for it"
"Since your honour is so good," replied Richard, "I will inform you
I have been eight days on march, with a bare allowance of sixpence a day
which your honour will allow is hardly sufficient to maintain a man in meat, drink, washing
and other necessaries that consequently he may want, without a Bible, Prayer Book, or any other good book"
On saying this, Richard drew out his pack of cards, and presenting one of the aces to the Mayor
continued his address to the magistrate as follows
"When I see an Ace, may it please your honour, it reminds me that there is only one God
And when I look upon a Two or a Three, the former puts me in mind of the Father and Son
and the latter of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
A Four calls for remembrance the Four Evangelists, Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John
A Five, the five wise Virgins who were ordered to trim their lamps
There were ten, indeed, but five, your worship may remember, were wise, and five were foolish
A Six, that in six days God created heaven and earth
A Seven, that on the seventh day he rested from all that he had made
An Eight, of the eight righteous persons preserved from the deluge
viz., Noah, and his wife, with his three sons and their wives
A Nine, of the Nine lepers cleansed by our Saviour
There were ten, but only one returned to offer his tribute of thanks
And a Ten, of the ten commandments that God gave Moses, on Mount Sinai, on the two tablets of stone"
He took the Knave and put it aside
"When I see the Queen, it puts me in mind of the Queen of Sheba
who came from the furthermost parts of the world to hear the wisdom of Solomon
For she was as wise a woman as he a man, for she brought fifty boys and fifty girls
all clothed in girls' apparel to shew before King Solomon, for him to test which were boys and which were girls
But he could not until he called for water to wash themselves
The girls washed up to their elbows, and the boys only up to the wrists of their hands, so King Solomon told by that
And when I see the King, it puts me in mind of the great King of Heaven and Earth, which is God Almighty
And likewise his Majesty King George the Fourth, to pray for him"
"Well," said the Mayor, "you have given a good description of all the cards except one, which is lacking"
"Which is that?" said the soldier
"The Knave," said the Mayor
"If your honour will not be angry with me," returned Richard, "I can give you the same satisfaction on that as any in the pack?"
"No," said the Mayor
"Well," returned the soldier, "the greatest knave that I know is the sarjeant who brought me before you"
"I don't know," replied the Mayor, "whether he be the greatest knave or no; but I am sure that he is the greatest fool"
The soldier then continued as follows
"When I count the number of dots in a pack of cards, there are 365, so many days as there are in a year
When I count how many cards are in a pack, I find there are 52, so many weeks are there in a year
When I reckon how many tricks are won by a pack, I find there are 13, so many months are there in a year
So that this pack of cards is both Bible, Almanac, and Prayer Book to me"
The Mayor called his servants, ordered them to entertain the soldier well, gave him a piece of money
and said he was the cleverest fellow he ever heard in his life
Zondag 3 november 1974
C'est Moi Qui Pars
C'est Moi Qui Pars
Composer(s): A.M. Gaspard - Claude Barzotti
Performer(s): Claude Barzotti
Quand je rentrais à la maison
J'étais fatigué mais heureux
C'était comme un anti-poison
C'est quelques jours en amoureux
Tu n'es plus celle que j'aimais
Tu parles d'argent, de rupture
On dirait que tu as changé
Plus que moi dans cette aventure
C'est plus la peine de crier
De menacer, de faire la gueule
Trop c'est trop, je peux plus t'écouter
Te plaindre d'être toujours seule
C'est plus la peine de me dire
Que je ne suis qu'un égoïste
Que c'est seul, que je vais finir
Que tu n'aimes plus les artistes
C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
J'emporte ma guitare, il est tôt il est tard
C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
Ne t'en fais pas, je ne prends rien
Seulement mon cœur et mon chien
Elle doit exister quelque part
Cette fille de qui je parle c'est moi qui pars
Qu'est-ce que j'aurais aimé pourtant
Que tu comprennes que tu m'attendes
Que tu saches m'aimer vraiment
Que tu sois un peu plus patientes
Notre vie est une bataille
Faire l'amour et puis le défaire
Il faut bien qu'un des deux s'en aille
Je ne veux plus de cette guerre
C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
J'emporte ma guitare, il est tôt il est tard
C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
Ne t'en fais pas, je ne prends rien
Seulement mon cœur et mon chien
Elle doit exister quelque part
Cette fille de qui je parle c'est moi qui pars
C'est moi qui pars, c'est moi qui pars
J'emporte ma guitare, il est tôt il est tard
C'est moi qui pars
Zondag 3 november 1974
Fracassos
Fracassos
Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Não chore se eu disser que já vou
Você quem quis assim vai sofrer
Não faça eu perder a razão
Você machuca o meu coração
E isso não se faz se eu disser
Se eu disser que vou, vou sofrer
Sofrer de amor prá mim, é morrer
Eu sou um sonhador, e você?
Você tem que notar, que eu já fui
Você tem que lembrar que eu te amei
Você tem que chorar se eu sofrer
Você tem que pagar se eu morrer...
Las noches que passamos a sonhar
Los dias que vivamos a pensar
Não diga prá ninguém que me viu
Só diga que tão triste ele saiu
Saiu prá nunca mais revolver...
Zaterdag 2 november 1974
The Red Deck Of Cards
The Red Deck Of Cards ((aka Deck Of Cards (Phil Harris) - 1948; A Hillbilly's Deck Of Cards (Ferlin Husky) - 1966
Cards Spiritualised; The Soldier's Almanac Bible And Prayer Book))
((Dutch Version: Het Spel Kaarten (Cowboy Gerard & De Rodeo Riders - 1965))
Composer(s): T. Texas Tyler - Dave McEnery
Performer(s): Red River Dave McEnery - 1954
It was during the last days of the prisoner exchange in Korea
I was there as they came through Freedom Gate
Shattered, sick and lame
There in a red cross tent as the weary group rested, a soldier broke out a deck of cards
A look of hate crossed the tired face of one boy as he sprang up - knocking the cards to the ground
As the cards lay around, many of them face up, he picked up the Ace and began
"Fellows," he said, "I'm sorry, but I hate cards
The commies tried to use them to teach us their false doctrine
They told us the "Ace", meant that there's one God, the state
We knew that to be untrue for we were religious boys"
"And the "Deuce" meant there were two great leaders
Only two
Lenin and Stalin
And we couldn't swallow that either"
"And this "Trey" stood for three religious superstitions that the Reds would soon destroy
The Catholic, the Protestants and the Jewish"
This black "Four", the soldier boy continued, stood for the four corners of the earth
where the Hammer and Sickle would soon rein supreme
There in that prison camp, far away from home, we hoped it was a lie
And this red "Five", was the five points in their Red Star
Tears were streaming down the boy's face, as he picked up the six
And this "Six", the commies told us, stood for the sixth and final wars that America had luckily won
The Revolutionary war, the war of 1812, the Civil War, the Spanish American war, WW1, and number six - WW2
Now in this war, this cold war, America would be destroyed
And the "Seven", stood for our seventh foolish day, Sunday, which we wasted on our Lord
The "Eight", stood for the 8 hours every day we would have to spend learning to be, uh, progressive
The "Nine", for the cat-of-nine tails, lashed across our backs if we ever knelt to pray
The "Ten", was reminded us that out ten commandments, were ten stupid rules that only Capitalistic fools believed in
That's what they told us
The "Jack" meant that Christ was a knave of uncertain birth
The "Queen", that maybe his mother was a non-virtuous woman
And the "King", stood for our Lord God whom the commies told us didn't not exist
A dream, a fake, a joke
That's what they told us
The Heart stood for Christ's blood, all shed in vain
The Diamond signified the real precious jewel, the communist party
The Club - the weapon of oppression with which they beat us
And the Spade - a tool with which we would dig our own graves
This was the Red Deck of Cards
So you see fellows, the soldier boy said, that's why I hate cards
His buddies picked up the cards tore them into pieces and with shining faces
walked arm-in-arm toward a simple chapel in Korea
Zaterdag 2 november 1974
C'est Mieux Comme Ça
C'est Mieux Comme Ça
((Adapted from: The Immigrant (Nino Rota) - 1974))
Composer(s): Nino Rota - Michel Jourdan
Performer(s): Dalida - 1975
Versions In Other Languages:
1974 - Love Said Goodbye (Andy Williams)
1975 - Im Regen Kann Man Keine Tränen Sehn (Lena Valaitis)
1975 - Love Said Goodbye (Italian Version) (Caterina Valente)
1975 - L'amore Ha Detto Addio (Johnny Dorelli)
Sur notre lit je vois deux oreillers
Le tien demain ne sera pas froissé
Tu seras loin quand le jour viendra
Mais oui bien sur que c'est mieux comme ça
C'est mieux comme ça
Et moi je ne t'en veux pas
Mais je verrais demain sans toi nos lilas en fleurs
Avec l'hiver dans le cœur
Si tu ne crois plus en nous deux ce soir
Si je ne sais plus t'inventer l'espoir
Te retenir à quoi bon, pourquoi
Tu as raison
Oui c'est mieux comme ça
Ne t'en fais pas
Surtout pas pour moi
Restons en là
Oui c'est mieux comme ça
C'est mieux comme ça
Et moi je ne t'en veux pas
Mais je verrais demain sans toi nos lilas en fleurs
Avec l'hiver dans le cœur
Dans tes yeux clairs j'ai vu mourir le feu
Il fallait en arriver là nous deux
Mais souris-moi une dernière fois
Oh mon amour
Oui c'est mieux comme ça
Zaterdag 2 november 1974
Foxey Lady
Foxey Lady
Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix
Performer(s): The Jimi Hendrix Experience;
and various other artists
Foxey
Foxey
Uh-you know you a cute little heart breaker, ha
Foxey, yeah
And you know you a sweet little love maker, huh
Foxey
I wanna take you home, uh-huh, yeah
I won't do you no harm, no, ha
You got ta be all mine, all mine
Oo, Foxey Lady
Yeah, Foxey
Foxey
Now-uh, I see you, heh, on down on the scene
Ohh, Foxey
You make me wanna get up and a-scream
Foxey
Ah, baby listen now
I made up my mind, yeah
I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
You've gotta be all mine, all mine
Foxey Lady
Here I come
Foxey Lady
Foxey (Lady)
Foxey, Fa...
Foxey, yeah
I'm gonna take you home, uh-huh
I won't do you no harm, no
You gotta be all mine, all mine
Foxey Lady
Here I come, baby
I'm comin' to get ya
Ow, Foxey lady, yeah, yeah
Oo, you look so good, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
{inhale} Oh, yeah, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
Yeah, give us some, foxy
Oo, Foxey {inhale}
Yeah, get it, babe, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
You make me feel like, uh,
feel like sayin' Foxey (BV=Foxey)
Ah, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
Foxey (BV=Foxey) Lady
Foxey Lady
Vrijdag 1 november 1974
The Happy Song (Dum-Dum)
The Happy Song (Dum-Dum)
((French Version: Dum Dum Dum (Michel Pagliaro) - 1968))
Composer(s): Steve Cropper - Otis Redding
First release by: Otis Redding - 1968
Gonna sing this song y'all
Singin' it for my baby
She's the only one can bring me joy
That's why I sing these happy songs
They go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
Come on now happy song, happy song now
On a cold, rainy, windy night
She shut all the doors
She cut off the lights
She holds me and squeezes me tight
She tells me Big O everything's all right
And I go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
Play it again dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
Come on now those happy songs, happy, happy songs
Come on now
Bring my breakfast to the table
When I go to work she knows I'm able
Do my job, I come back in
You oughta see my baby's face
She just grins, grins, grins
I go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
Play it again dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
sing them happy songs
Lovely, lovely songs
Sweet soul songs
Those good old happy songs
Give you such a feeling
A lovely, lovely, feeling
Makes you wanna shout
It knocks you, knocks you out
Happy, happy songs
Those good old lovely songs
Those sweet soul music songs
Vrijdag 1 november 1974
C'est Mieux Ainsi
C'est Mieux Ainsi
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
J'avais tout pour devenir quelqu'un
Pour filer doux sur le droit chemin
Mais j'avais en moi je le crois bien
Quelque chose en plus ou peut-être en moins
Et c'est mieux ainsi
C'est mieux ainsi
Bien souvent j'ai envie de t'écrire
Mais à quoi bon je n'ai rien à dire
Il faut croire que le temps fait du bien
Emporte loin plaisir et chagrin
Et c'est mieux ainsi
Oui bien mieux
Quelques fois elle te ressemble un peu
Quand le soleil fait briller ses yeux
Quelques fois j'ai peur de découvrir
Un peu de toi au fond de son sourire
Elle n'a pas pour me brûler le cœur
Après l'amour ton regard vainqueur
Mais elle prend ma tête entre ses mains
Elle reste là et je l'aime bien
Et c'est mieux ainsi
Oui bien mieux
Tu pourrais donner signe de vie
Mais ne va pas croire que je m'ennuie
Elle a tout pour que je sois quelqu'un
Elle m'aimera même après-demain
Et c'est mieux ainsi
C'est mieux ainsi...
Vrijdag 1 november 1974
Fox On The Run (Sweet)
Fox On The Run
Composer(s): Brian Connolly;
Steve Priest; Andrew Scott; Mick Tucker
Performer(s): Sweet
I don't wanna know your name
Cause you don't look the same
The way you did before
OK you think you got a pretty face
But the rest of you is out of place
You looked all right before
Fox on the run
You screamed and everybody comes a-running
Take a run and hide yourself away
Fox on the run
F-foxy, foxy on the run and hideaway
You-you talk about just every band
But the names you drop are second hand
I've heard it all before
I don't wanna know your name
Cause you don't look the same
The way you did before
(repeat chorus)
Donderdag 31 oktober 1974
Dum Dum Dum
