Dinsdag 4 november 1975
Regarde-Moi Toujours Comme Ça
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Regarde-Moi Toujours Comme Ça
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Maandag 3 november 1975
The Name Game
The Name Game
Composer(s): Lincoln Chase - Shirley Ellis
Performer(s): Shirley Ellis
The name game!
Shirley!
Shirley, Shirley bo Birley Bonana fanna fo Firley
Fee fy mo Mirley, Shirley!
Lincoln!
Lincoln, Lincoln bo Bincoln Bonana fanna fo Fincoln
Fee fy mo Mincoln, Lincoln!
Come on everybody!
I say now let's play a game
I betcha I can make a rhyme out of anybody's name
The first letter of the name, I treat it like it wasn't there
But a B or an F or an M will appear
And then I say bo add a B then I say the name and Bonana fanna and a fo
And then I say the name again with an F very plain and a fee fy and a mo
And then I say the name again with an M this time
and there isn't any name that I can't rhyme
Arnold!
Arnold, Arnold bo Barnold Bonana fanna fo Farnold
Fee fy mo Marnold Arnold!
But if the first two letters are ever the same
I drop them both and say the name like
Bob, Bob drop the B's Bo ob
For Fred, Fred drop the F's Fo red
For Mary, Mary drop the M's Mo ary
That's the only rule that is contrary
Okay? Now say Bo: Bo
Now Tony with a B: Bony
Then Bonana fanna fo: bonana fanna fo
Then you say the name again with an F very plain: Fony
Then a fee fy and a mo: fee fy mo
Then you say the name again with an M this time: Mony
And there isn't any name that you can't rhyme
Every body do Tony!
Pretty good, let's do Billy!
Very good, let's do Marsha!
A little trick with Nick!
The name game
Maandag 3 november 1975
Ci Sono Fiori
Ci Sono Fiori
((Adapted from: Summer Wine (Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood) - 1966))
((French Version: Le Vin De L'été (Marie Laforêt & Gérard Klein) - 1969))
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood - Claudio Mattone
Performer(s): Dalida - 1969
Ci sono fiori che non s'apriranno mai
Ci sopo amori che non nasceranno mai
Ero bambina e già segnavo accanto a me
Due occhi grandi come quelli che tu hai
Ed una voce che discesse amore moi
Finchè avro vita sai t'amero
Oh t'amero
Per quanto tempo t'ho cercato non lo so
T'immaginavo cosi proprio come sei
E adesso che sei qui
Tu non mi dici mai
Finchè avro vita sai t'amero
Oh t'amero
Ci sono fiori che non s'apriranno mai
Ci sono amori che non nasceranno mai
E' meglio andare via e non pensare che
Un vuoto resterà dentre di me
Oh dentro me
Una speranza in fondo al mare se ne va
Ma già domani un'altra vita nascerà
Sotto la cenere di un fuoco che
Non è durato molto, no, fra di noi
Oh fra di noi
Ci sono fiori che non s'apriranno mai
Ci sono amori che non nasceranno mai
E' meglio andare via e non pensare che
Un vuoto resterà dentro di me
Oh dentro me
Maandag 3 november 1975
Regarde Bien Petit
Regarde Bien Petit
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
Performer(s): Jacques Brel; Gabriel Yacoub
Regarde bien petit
Regarde bien
Sur la plaine là-bas
À hauteur des roseaux
Entre ciel et moulins
Y a un homme qui vient
Que je ne connais pas
Regarde bien petit
Regarde bien
Est-ce un lointain voisin
Un voyageur perdu
Un revenant de guerre
Un montreur de dentelles
Est-ce un abbé porteur
De ces fausses nouvelles
Qui aident à vieillir
Est-ce mon frère qui vient
Nous dire qu'il est temps
De moins nous haïr
Ou n'est-ce que le vent
Qui gonfle un peu le sable
Et forme des mirages
Pour nous passer le temps
Regarde bien petit
Regarde bien
Sur la plaine là-bas
À hauteur des roseaux
Entre ciel et moulins
Y a un homme qui vient
Que je ne connais pas
Regarde bien petit
Regarde bien
Ce n'est pas un voisin
Son cheval est trop fier
Pour être de ce coin
Pour revenir de guerre
Ce n'est pas un abbé
Son cheval est trop pauvre
Pour être paroissien
Ce n'est pas un marchand
Son cheval est trop clair
Son habit est trop blanc
Et aucun voyageur
N'a plus passé le pont
Depuis la mort du père
Ni ne sait nos prénoms
Regarde bien petit
Regarde bien
Sur la plaine là-bas
À hauteur des roseaux
Entre ciel et moulins
Y a un homme qui vient
Que je ne connais pas
Regarde bien petit
Regarde bien
Non ce n'est pas mon frère
Son cheval aurait henni
Non ce n'est pas mon frère
Il ne l'oserait plus
Il n'est plus rien ici
Qui puisse le servir
Non ce n'est pas mon frère
Mon frère a pu mourir
Cette ombre de midi
Aurait plus de tourments
S'il s'agissait de lui
Allons c'est bien le vent
Qui gonfle un peu le sable
Pour nous passer le temps
Regarde bien petit
Regarde bien
Sur la plaine là-bas
À hauteur des roseaux
Entre ciel et moulins
Y a un homme qui part
Que nous ne saurons pas
Regarde bien petit
Regarde bien
Il faut sécher tes larmes
Il y a un homme qui part
Que nous ne saurons pas
Tu peux ranger les armes
Zondag 2 november 1975
The Mystery
The Mystery
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison
Let go into the mystery
Let yourself go
You've got to open up your heart
That's all I know
Trust what I say and do what you're told
Baby, and all your dirt will turn
Into gold
Let go into the mystery
Let yourself go
And when you open up your heart
You get everything you need
Baby there's a way and a mystic road
You've got to have some faith
To carry on
You've got to open up your heart
To the Son
You know he's looking out for you
'Cause he's the one
Let go into the mystery
Let yourself go
There is no other place to be
Baby this I know
You've got to dance and sing
And be alive in the mystery
And be joyous and give thanks
And let yourself go
I saw the light of ancient Greece
Towards the One
I saw us standing within reach
Of the Son
Let go into the mystery of life
Let go into the mystery
Let go into the mystery
Let yourself go
You've got to open up your arms
To the Son
You know you've got so many charms
It's just begun
Trust what I say and do
What you're told
And surely all your dirt will turn into gold
Zondag 2 november 1975
Ci Si Risveglierà
Ci Si Risveglierà
((French Version: On Se Réveillera (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Georges Garvarentz - Charles Aznavour - Calabrese
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Ci si risveglierà
E il giorno sembrerà
Più chiaro accanto a te
Nella mia nuova vita
Ci si risveglierà
Ci si risveglierà
E gli occhi tu aprirai
Sul mondo che tu qui
Avevi immaginato
Ci si risveglierà
E ci sorprenderà
E seria ancora noi
Con una sola vita
Ci si risveglierà
Come un bambino che
Si affaccia sulla vita
E ci si spoglierà
Del tempo corso via
Degli spersi in cui
Io non ti avevo avuto
Ci si risveglierà
E finirà la lunga notte
Che avremmo attraersato
Ci si risveglierà
Guardando in fondo a me
Rimpianto non avrò
Perché domani so
Che mi risveglierò, con te
Zondag 2 november 1975
Regard Impressionniste
Regard Impressionniste
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Il y avait au jardin des bouquets de lumière
Le soleil traversait les couleurs du sous-bois
Au bord du bel étang un pêcher solitaire
S'endormait doucement, sa canne entre les bras
C'était un jour d'été, léger comme un dimanche
L'air était transparent sous le feuillage clair
Le bonheur était là, paisible, entre les branches
Et les reflets mouvants des arbres et des fougères
Le soleil inondait le bord de la rivière
Des couples enlacés dansaient sur le ponton
Près des tables encombrées de bouteilles et de verres
Des guirlandes accrochées croulaient sous les balcons
Une femme debout regardait quelque chose
Une lueur magique au fond de son regard
Son bras disparaissait sous un bouquet de roses
Elle était appuyée sur un divan bizarre
C'était au Grand Palais, sur des toiles de maîtres
Il y avait un Monet et deux ou trois Renoir
Le cœur dans les tableaux je me sentais renaître
Et en fermant les yeux je pourrais les revoir
Le monde a la beauté du regard qu'on y pose
Le jardin de Monet, le soleil de Renoir
Ne sont que le reflet de leur vision des choses
Dont chacun d'entre nous peut être le miroir
La vie nous peint les jours au hasard du voyage
En amour en douleur ou en mélancolie
C'est un peu de ce temps qu'on laisse en héritage
Enrichi du regard qu'on a posé sur lui
Zaterdag 1 november 1975
The Musketeers
The Musketeers
Composer(s): Bert Kalmar - Harry Ruby
Performer(s): The Marx Brothers
Unless we tell you who we are, you'll never guess
We're not Napoleon or da Vinci
A lot of people think we are, but none the less
We're not Napoleon or da Vinci
We're not even Washington or Lincoln
Jefferson or Alexander Carr
You'd be wrong whoever you begin on
So we'll let you in on who we are
So stand by, unseen listeners
We're four of the three musketeers
We've been together for years
Eenie, meenie, minee (car horn)
Four of the three musketeers
We live by the sword, by the sea, by the way
And we fight day and night
And we sleep night and day
My country 'tis of thee
Land of the light wines and beers
We're cheered from Cologne to Algiers
Each time our motto appears
It's one for all and two for five
We're four of the three musketeers
When the Queen needs recreation
And she strolls along the path
Where are we?
Right by her side
When she's filled with jubilation
Or consumed with raging wrath
Where are we?
Right by her side
We've sworn that we'd shield and protect her
We're her guardsmen, true and tried
When she gets up in the morning
And she slips into her bath
Where are we?
Far from the old folks at home
We're four of the three musketeers
We've been together for years
Athos, Pathos, Mathos (car horn)
Four of the three musketeers
We fight for the King, for the Queen, for the Jack
And we're first at the front
When the front's at the back
Three cheers for Richelieu
Here's how we give him the cheers
The foe trembles each time it hears
This motto ring in its ears
It's one for all and two for five
We're four of the three musketeers
Zaterdag 1 november 1975
Chuva, Suor E Cerveja
Chuva, Suor E Cerveja
Composer(s): Caetano Veloso
Performer(s): Caetano Veloso
and multiple other artists
Não se perca de mim
Não se esqueça de mim
Não desapareça
A chuva tá caindo
E quando a chuva começa
Eu acabo de perder a cabeça
Não saia do meu lado
Segure o meu pierrô molhado
E vamos embora ladeira abaixo
acho
que a chuva ajuda a gente a se ver
venha
veja
deixa
beija
seja
o que Deus quiser
A gente se embala
se embora
se embola
Só pára na porta da igreja
A gente se olha
Se beija se molha
De chuva suor e cerveja
Zaterdag 1 november 1975
Regalo De Reyes
Regalo De Reyes
Composer(s): David Lama
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists
Ya va llegando diciembre y sus posadas
se va acercando ya también la Navidad
el año nuevo me traerá nuevas tristezas
y por tu ausencia lloraré mi soledad
Si tú te encuentras brindando en tu alegría
algún recuerdo de mi amor te llegará
tal vez evoques el calor de mis caricias
y con tu copa al terminar me olvidarás
Si con los meses y los años tú no vuelves
y si una gracia el cielo a mí me puede dar
le pediré como regalo un dia de Reyes
besar tus labios y estrecharte junto a mí
Y si cansada de la vida a mí regresas
y si el destino no te da felicidad
habrá una cruz en el final de tu camino
serán mis brazos que por ti esperando están
Si con los meses y los años tú no vuelves
y si una gracia el cielo a mí me puede dar
le pediré como regalo un dia de Reyes
besar tus labios y estrecharte junto a mí
Y si cansada de la vida a mí regresas
y si el destino no te da felicidad
habrá una cruz en el final de tu camino
serán mis brazos que por ti esperando están
Vrijdag 31 oktober 1975
The Music That Makes Me Dance
The Music That Makes Me Dance
Composer(s): Bob Merrill - Jule Styne
First release by: Barbra Streisand - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
I know you're around when the sky and the ground start in ringing
I know you're around by the thunder I hear in advance
Your words and your words alone are the words that start my heart singing
And yours is the only music that makes me dance
You'll sleep and you'll rise in the light of two eyes that adore you
Bore you it might, but you won't leave my sight or glance
In every way, every day, I need less of myself and need more you, more you
Yours is the only music that makes me dance
In every way, every day I need less of myself, and need more you, more you
Yours is the only music that makes me dance
Vrijdag 31 oktober 1975
Church In The Wildwood
Church In The Wildwood
Composer(s): Dr. William S. Pitts
Performer(s): Charley Pride
and multiple other artists
There's a church in the valley by the wildwood
No lovelier spot in the dale
No place is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale
(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church by the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the vale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale
How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning
To listen to the clear ringing bells
Its tones so sweetly are calling
Oh come to the church in the vale
(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church by the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the vale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale
There, close by the church in the valley
Lies one that I loved so well
She sleeps, sweetly sleeps, 'neath the willow
Disturb not her rest in the vale
(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church by the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the vale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale
There, close by the side of that loved one
'Neath the tree where the wild flowers bloom
When farewell hymns shall be chanted
I shall rest by her side in the tomb
(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church by the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the vale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale
Vrijdag 31 oktober 1975
Regálame Esta Noche
Regálame Esta Noche
Composer(s): Roberto Cantoral
Performer(s): José Feliciano;
and various other artists
No quiero que te vayas
la noche está muy fría
abrígame en tus brazos
hasta que vuelva el día
Tu almohada está impaciente
de acariciar tu cara
tal vez te dé un consejo
tal vez no diga nada
Mañana muy temprano platicarás conmigo
y si estás decidida a abandonar el nido
Entonces será en vano tratar de detenerte
regálame esta noche, retrásame la muerte
Mañana muy temprano platicarás conmigo
y si estás decidida a abandonar el nido
Entonces será en vano tratar de detenerte
regálame esta noche, retrásame la muerte
Donderdag 30 oktober 1975
The Music Played
The Music Played
((Adapted from: Was Ich Dir Sagen Will (Udo Jürgens) - 1967))
Composer(s): Udo Jürgens - Joachim Fuchsberger - Mike Hawker
Performer(s): Matt Monro - 1968
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Che Vuoi Che Sia (Udo Jürgens)
1968 - Alguien Canto (Matt Monro)
1968 - E A Orquestra Tocou Uma Canção (Agnaldo Timóteo)
1968 - Rakkauden Jälkeen (Carola)
1969 - Bos Sokak (Ajda Pekkan)
An angry silence stayed where love had been
And in your eyes a look I've never seen
If I had found the words you might have stayed
But as I turned to speak the music played
As lovers danced their way around the floor
I suddenly watched you walk forward the door
I heard a friend of yours suggest you have to stay
And as you took his hand the music played
Across the darknessed room the fatal signs I saw
We'd been something more than friends before
Well, I was hurting you by clinging to my pride
He had been waiting and as I drove him to your side
I couldn't say the things I should have said
refused to let my heart control my head
But I was made to see the pride I paid
and as he held you close
The music played
And as I lost your love
the music played
Donderdag 30 oktober 1975
Church In An Old Hawaiian Town
Church In An Old Hawaiian Town
Composer(s): John Noble
Performer(s): C.J. Helekahi
In a little village church
In an old Hawaiian town
That's when I met the girl of my dreams
When the organ played a song
And the choir sang along
It was just like heaven to me
And when the preacher said: Amen
I took her by the arms and then
Down the aisle we strolled together
That's when I found my happiness
With the girl that God had blessed
In that church in an old Hawaiian town
Yes, in that church, in an old Hawaiian town
Donderdag 30 oktober 1975
Regal Zone
Regal Zone
Composer(s): John McKay; Kenny Morris;
Steve Severin; Siouxsie and the Banshees
Performer(s): Siouxsie and the Banshees
Coronets rest on a death's head mask
No-one is safe while the curfew lasts
But crusted orbs glitter, sceptres gleam
While helmets of blood fill the screen
They look away
and then they say
"For the good of the land
for the love of the man"
Standing alone sitting alone
on the throne of the regal zone
Old limbs hang in the torture room
While old kings hang in the portrait room
Their noble eyes gaze on the uneasy dance
of the squirming body on the marble plate
They look away
and then they say
"For the good of the land
for the love of the man"
Standing alone sitting alone
on the throne of the regal zone
Woensdag 29 oktober 1975
Was Ich Dir Sagen Will
Was Ich Dir Sagen Will
Composer(s): Udo Jürgens - Joachim Fuchsberger
First release by: Udo Jürgens - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Che Vuoi Che Sia (Udo Jürgens)
1968 - The Music Played (Matt Monro)
1968 - Alguien Canto (Matt Monro)
1968 - E A Orquestra Tocou Uma Canção (Agnaldo Timóteo)
1968 - Rakkauden Jälkeen (Carola)
1969 - Bos Sokak (Ajda Pekkan)
Was ich dir sagen will, fällt mir so schwer
Das Blatt Papier vor mir bleibt weiß und leer
Ich find' die Worte nicht, doch glaube mir
Was ich dir sagen will, sagt mein Klavier
Was ich dir sagen will, wenn wir uns seh'n
Ich kann nur stumm an dir vorübergeh'n
Ich dreh' mich nach dir um und denke mir
Was ich dir sagen will, sagt mein Klavier
Was man nicht sagen kann, weil man allein nur fühlt
Wie eine Brandung, die den Fels umspült
Die dich erfaßt und mit sich in die Tiefe reißt
Ich kann es fühlen, doch nicht sagen, wie es heißt
Was ich dir sagen will, bist du bei mir
Ist so unsagbar viel, doch glaube mir
Wenn du mich nicht verstehst, versprech ich dir
Was ich dir sagen will, sagt mein Klavier
Was ich dir sagen will, sagt mein Klavier
Woensdag 29 oktober 1975
Church
Church
Composer(s): Bob Welch
Performer(s): Bob Welch
Welcome down from your church
And talk to a man
Who knows that he loves you
And wants to understand
He knows why you cry
When you were young
You got down on your knees
You prayed for someone
Someone you could believe
Yeah, you put your faith
Right in his hands
Oh, when he let go
You couldn´t understand
Welcome down from your church
And talk to a man
Who knows that he loves you
And wants to understand
He knows why you cry
Fallen angel, temptation had you lost
Single girl, you´ve been double-crossed
Hold on holy one, some day you´ll be saved
And I want to be the one
On that blessed day
When you come down from your church
And talk to a man
Who knows that he loves you
And wants to understand
Fly down from your perch
And walk with a man
Who knows how to love you
Yes, I believe I can
I know why you cry
Woensdag 29 oktober 1975
Refugee
Refugee
Composer(s): Mike Campbell; Tom Petty
Performer(s): Tom Petty;
The Chipmunks; Melissa Etheridge; Project 7X
We got somethin' we both know it
We don't talk too much about it
Yeah it ain't no real big secret all the same
Somehow we get around it
Listen it don't really matter to me baby
You believe what you want to believe
You see you don't have to live like a refugee
Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Tell me why you wanna lay there
And revel in your abandon
Listen it don't make no difference to me baby
Everybody's had to fight to be free
You see you don't have to live like a refugee
Now baby you don't have to live like a refugee
Baby we ain't the first
I'm sure a lot of other lover's been burned
Right now this seems real to you
But it's one of those things
You gotta feel to be true
Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Who knows, maybe you were kidnapped
Tied up, taken away and held for ransom
It don't really matter to me
Everybody's had to fight to be free
You see you don't have to live like a refugee
I said you don't have to live like a refugee
Dinsdag 28 oktober 1975
Alguien Canto
