Zondag 1 september 1985
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Petit Pasqua Noël
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Zaterdag 31 augustus 1985
La Fiera Del Perdono
La Fiera Del Perdono
((Adapted from: "Scarborough Fair" (Shirley Collins) - 1959 and "The Side Of A Hill" (Paul Simon) - 1965))
Composer(s): Traditional - Paul Simon - Franco Boldrini
Performer(s): I Califfi - 1968
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Scarborough Fair/Canticle (Simon & Garfunkel)
1970 - Lilja Ruusu Ja Kirsikkapuu (Kirka)
2004 - Chèvrefeuille Que Tu Es Loin (Nana Mouskouri)
Se tu vai alla fiera del perdono
Giu' al paese torroni e collane
Se incontri chi e' stato il mio amore
Dille che ora non posso venire
Dille ricami su un pezzo di seta
Due gabbiani fra nuvole rosa
Ma non con filo di tanti colori
Ma con il crine dei suoi capelli
Dille che trovi un pezzo di terra
Fra gli ulivi e i ruscelli di vetro
Allora potro' tornare da lei
E la vendemmia ci trovera' insieme
La montagna ride col vento
Giu' al paese torroni e collane
E quando grido il tuo nome di neve
Fugge un cerbiatto lungo il sentiero
Se tu vai alla fiera del perdono
Giu' al paese torroni e collane
Se incontri chi e' stato il mio amore
Dille che ora non posso venire
Zaterdag 31 augustus 1985
Petit Papa Noël
Petit Papa Noël
(Dutch Version: O Zoete Lieve Heer- 1978)
Composer(s): Raymond Vincy; Henri Martinet; John Boylan
Performer(s): Tino Rossi - 1946
C'est la belle nuit de Noël
La neige étend son manteau blanc
Et les yeux levés vers le ciel
À genoux, les petits enfants
Avant de fermer les paupières
Font une dernière prière
Petit Papa Noël
Quand tu descendras du ciel
Avec des jouets par milliers
N'oublie pas mon petit soulier
Mais avant de partir
Il faudra bien te couvrir
Dehors tu dois avoir si froid
C'est un peu à cause de moi
Il me tarde tant que le jour se lève
Pour voir si tu m'as apporté
Tous les beaux joujoux que je vois en rêves
Et que je t'ai commandés
Petit Papa Noël
When you sail down from the sky
Bringing toys, so shiny and so bright
Please don't pass my little stocking by
Before you leave your home
Wear your bright red coat so warm
Understand it still a winter night
How I'd wait you see my candlelight
Petit Papa Noël
Quand tu descendras du ciel
Apportant des jouets, si brillants et si éclatants
S'il-te-plaît, ne passes pas à côté de mon petit bas
Avant de partir de chez-toi
Mets ton manteau rouge vif si chaud
Comprends que c'est une autre nuit d'hiver
J'attendrai tellement que tu vois la lumière de ma chandelle
I can't hardly sleep
Cause my heart is singing
Listening to a new Christmas song
I can't wait to see
What the morning's bringing
Oh I can't wait so long
J'ai de la difficulté à m'endormir
Parce que mon coeur chante
En écoutant une nouvelle chanson de Noël
Je ne peux attendre pour voir
Ce que le matin apporte
Oh je ne peux attendre si longtemps
Petit Papa Noël
Quand tu descendras du ciel
Avec des jouets par milliers
N'oublies pas mon petit soulier
Petit Papa Noël
Vrijdag 30 augustus 1985
Scarborough Fair
Scarborough Fair
((aka The Wind Hath Blown My Plaid Away, Or A Discourse Betwixt A Young Woman And The Elphin Knight - 1610;
The Elfin Knight (Kate Rusby) - 2005))
(Traditional)
First release by: Shirley Collins - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
For once she was a true love of mine
Have her make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without a seam or fine needle work
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her wash it in yonder dry well
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Where ne'er a drop of water e'er fell
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the sea and over the sand
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Plow the land with the horn of a lamb
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Then sow some seeds from north of the dam
And then she'll be a true love of mine
If she tells me she can't, I'll reply
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Let me know that at least she will try
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Love imposes impossible tasks
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Though not more than any heart asks
And I must know she's a true love of mine
Dear, when thou has finished thy task
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Come to me, my hand for to ask
For thou then art a true love of mine
Vrijdag 30 augustus 1985
Petit Garçon
Petit Garçon
((Adapted from: Old Toy Trains - 1967 (aka Little Toy Trains - 1987))
Composer(s): Roger Miller; Graeme Allwright;
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 2000
Dans son manteau rouge et blanc
Sur un traîneau porté par le vent
Il descendra par la cheminée
Petit garçon, il est l'heure d'aller se coucher
Tes yeux se voilent
Ecoute les étoiles
Tout est calme, reposé
Entends-tu les clochettes tintinnabuler?
Et demain matin petit garçon
Tu trouveras dans tes chaussons
Tous les jouets dont tu as rêvé
Petit garçon il est l'heure d'aller se coucher
Tes yeux se voilent
Ecoute les étoiles
Tout est calme, reposé
Entends-tu les clochettes tintinnabuler?
Et demain matin petit garçon
Tu trouveras dans tes chaussons
Tous les jouets dont tu as rêvé
Petit garçon il est l'heure d'aller se coucher...
Donderdag 29 augustus 1985
Scapricciatiello
Scapricciatiello
(French Version: Tu N'as Pas Très Bon Caractère)
Composer(s): Ferdinando Albano; Pacifico Vento
Performer(s): Renato Carosone
and multiple other artists
"Scapricciatiellu mio, vatténne â casa
si nun vuó' jí 'ngalèra, 'int'a stu mese..."
Comme te ll'aggi''a dí ca nun è cosa?!
Chella nun è pe' te... chella è na 'mpesa!
Che vène a dí ch'è bella cchiù 'e na rosa
si po' te veco 'e chiagnere annascuso?
Lássala, siente a me, ca nun è cosa!
Tu, p''a bionda, si' troppo onesto
chella è fatta pe' ll'ommo 'nzisto...
Alluntánate 'a 'sta "maésta"
ca te pierde, figlio 'e mammá...
Nun 'o vvide ca te repassa?
Te ciancéa cu ciento mosse...
T''o ffá credere e po' te lassa
Te fa perdere 'a libertá!
Tutt''e mmatine, mamma, dint''a cchiesa
prega, pe' te, 'a Madonna e nun repòsa...
Jett''o curtiello...nun fá 'o smaniuso
si no tu vaje 'ngalèra e 'a bionda sposa!
curre add''a vecchia, va', cércale scusa!
Tu p''a bionda...
"Scapricciatiellu mio, vatténne â casa
si nun vuó' jí 'ngalèra, 'int'a stu mese!"
Donderdag 29 augustus 1985
Percy, The Puny Pointsettia
Percy, The Puny Pointsettia
Performer(s): Elmo & Patsy
Percy The Puny Pointsettia
Hanging his gloom in dismay
If they had just kept him wetta
He'd be a houseplant today
Homes like the other pointsettias
Now he's alone on the shelf
Even a plant with no uncles or aunts
Shouldn't spend Christmas day by himself!!
Holiday shoppers who stop at the counter
And picked out a plant to take home
One at a time all of his friends
Where adopted til'
Percy was left all alone!
Percy the Puny Pointsettia
Hanging his gloom in dismay
If they had just kept him wetta
He'd be a housplant today
Homes like the other pointsettias
Now he's alone on the shelf
Even a houseplant with no uncles or aunts
Shouldn't spend Christmas day by himself!!
Then into the shop on the day before Christmas
Came a poor little girl who was crying
But when she saw Percy
Her eyes opened wide and she said
"Can I please make him mine?"
Now Percy The Puny Pointsettia
Is standing beside Mr. Tree
His leaves have never been redda
He's as proud as a flower can be
Somebody made him feel betta
Rescued him off the shelf
Even a plant with no uncles or aunts
Should spend Christmas day by himself!!
Even a plant with no uncles or aunts
Should spend Christmas day by himself!!
Woensdag 28 augustus 1985
Tu N'as Pas Très Bon Caractère
Tu N'as Pas Très Bon Caractère
(Italian Version: Scapricciatiello)
Composer(s): Ferdinando Albano; Pacifico Vento; F. Bonifay
Performer(s): Dalida
Tu n'as pas très bon caractère
Après tout qu'es ce que ça peut faire
Je t'aime avec tous tes défauts
Tu en as pourtant de bien gros
Pour un rien tu as des colères
Qui me crispent et qui m'exaspèrent
Mais tu as des petits à cotés
Qui m'obligent à te pardonner
Depuis toujours j'avais rêvé d'un ange
Mais avec toi vraiment cela me change
Et lorsque je suis prête à te maudire
Tu prétends que je pourrais trouver pire
Alors je n'ai plus rien, plus rien à dire
Tu n'as pas très bon caractère
Après tout qu'es ce que sa peut faire
Maintenant je suis résigné
Tu peux tranquillement tout casser
Je dois faire tes petits caprices
Ou subir les pires injustices
Cependant c'est plus fort que moi
Je m'ennuie quand tu n'es pas là
Lorsque tu fais parfois trop de tapage
Je deviens la risée du voisinage
Au lieu de me dire bonjour quand je m'avance
Tous les voisins ricanent en silence
Hé! hé! ça fait toujours plaisir quand on y pense
Tu n'as pas très bon caractère
Après tout qu'es ce que sa peut faire
Maintenant je suis habitué et j'arrive à te supporter
Et d'ailleurs quand je me désole
Je l'avoue ce qui me console
C'est qu'avec ce caractère là
De petites fleurs te résistent pas
Moi je reste quand même
Parce que je t'aime
Woensdag 28 augustus 1985
Peaceful The Wondrous Night
Peaceful The Wondrous Night
Composer(s): Eliza E. Hewitt; E.G. Snelling
Peaceful the wondrous night, peaceful and holy
Under the silv'ry light, gleaming afar
Faithfully watching there, shepherds so lowly
Over the hills so fair, saw glory's star
Hail to the starry night, sparkling with glory
Angels on wings of light thronging the sky
Hail to that starry night, wondrous its story
Jesus the Prince of Light came from above
Come with that shepherd band, come to the manger
Join in the chorus grand, Glory to God!
Worship the holy Child, wonderful stranger
Give to the undefiled, glory and laud
Hail to the starry night, sparkling with glory
Angels on wings of light thronging the sky
Hail to that starry night, wondrous its story
Jesus the Prince of Light came from above
Sweet favour, thus to bow, love's treasure bringing
Gratefully yielding now, life's joyful praise
Hear from the heavenly height, glad echoes ringing
Blessing and power and might, through endless days
Hail to the starry night, sparkling with glory
Angels on wings of light thronging the sky
Hail to that starry night, wondrous its story
Jesus the Prince of Light came from above
Dinsdag 27 augustus 1985
Scandale Dans La Famille
Scandale Dans La Famille
(English & Italian Versions: Shame And Scandal In The Family; Un Grosso Scandalo)
Composer(s): Slim Henry Brown; Huon Donaldson; Maurice Tézé
Performer(s): Sacha Distel
and multiple other artists
À Trinidad, tout là-bas aux Antilles
À Trinidad, vivait une famille
Y avait la Mama et le Papa
Et le grand fils aîné
Qui, à quarante ans
N'était toujours pas marié
Un jour il trouva, la fille qu'il voulait
Et dit à son père
"Je voudrais l'épouser"
Hélas mon garçon, hélas tu n'peux pas
Car cette fille est ta sœur
Et ta mère ne l'sait pas
Oh Papa, quel malheur
Quel grand malheur pour moi
Oh Papa, quel scandale
Si Maman savait ça
Deux ans passèrent et le garçon, un soir
vint trouver son père et lui dit, plein d'espoir
"La maîtresse d'école veut bien m'épouser"
Mais le pauvre père prit un air accablé
Mon fils tu n'peux pas
tu n'peux pas faire ça
Car cette fille est ta sœur
Et ta mère ne l'sait pas!
Oh Papa, quel malheur
Quel grand malheur pour moi
Oh Papa, quel scandale
Si Maman savait ça
Dix ans après, il revint tout ému
Et dit à son père,
"Devine ce que j'ai vu!"
Dans la plantation
On vient d'embaucher
Plus de cinquante filles
Du village d'à côté
Hélas mon pauvre enfant
Les Dieux sont contre toi
Toutes ces filles sont tes sœurs
Et ta mère ne l'sait pas
À bout de patience
Il s'en fut écœuré
Raconter à sa mère toute la vérité
Sa mère se mit à rire
Et lui dit: "Ne t'en fais pas
Ton père n'est pas ton père
Et ton père ne le sait pas"
Oh Mama, quel bonheur
Quel grand bonheur pour moi
Oh Mama, quel scandale
Si Papa savait ça
Dinsdag 27 augustus 1985
Peace On Earth/Little Drummer Boy
Peace On Earth/Little Drummer Boy ((aka Little Drummer Boy (The Harry Simeone Chorale) - 1958))
((Adapted from: Carol Of The Drum (The Jack Halloran Singers - 1957))
Composer(s): Katherine Davis - Henry Onorati - Harry Simeone - Ian Fraser - Larry Grossman - Buz Cohan
Performer(s): Bing Crosby & David Bowie - 1982
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - L'enfant Au Tambour (Nana Mouskouri)
1965 - Den Lille Trommesla'r (Bjørn Tidmand)
1966 - La Cancion Del Tamborilero (Raphael)
1973 - Kleine Trommelaar (Will Tura)
1987 - Der Kleine Trommler (Heintje)
2009 - Trommedrengen (Linda Andrews, Malmö Symfoniorkester, Dobbeltkvartetten)
Come they told me
Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
A new born king to see
Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
Our finest gifts we bring
Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum
Peace on earth, can it be
Years from now, perhaps we'll see
See the day of glory
See the day when men of good will
Live in peace, live in peace again
Peace on earth, can it be
Every child must be made aware
Every child must be made to care
Care enough for his fellow man
To give all the love that he can
I pray my wish will come true
For my child and your child too
He'll see the day of glory
See the day when men of good will
Live in peace, live in peace again
Peace on earth, can it be
Can it be
Maandag 26 augustus 1985
Scalinatèlla
Scalinatèlla
(English & French Versions: Stairway To The Sea; Le Petit Chemin Des Pierres)
Composer(s): Enzo Bonagura; Giuseppe Cioffi
Performer(s): Roberto Murolo
and multiple other artists
Scalinatèlla
longa
longa
longa
longa
Strettulélla
strettulélla
addó' sta chella
'nnammuratèlla?
Nun spónta ancora...
zuc
zuc
zuc
zuc
zucculillo
zucculillo
pe' 'sta viarèlla
scarrupatèlla!
Addó' mme ne vogl'í, t''o ddico...e crídeme...
addó' se ne pò ghí chi è stanco 'e chiágnere?!
Scalinatèlla
saglie
'ncielo
o scinne
a mare
cercammélla
trovammélla,
pòrtame a chella
sciaguratèlla!
Chella s'è 'nnammurata 'e nu pittore
ca pitta Capre e parla furastiero...
e i' porto 'mpiétto nu dulore 'e core
e sento che mm'accide stu penziero!
Scalinatèlla
longa
longa
ecc.
A ghiuorne a ghiuorne parte nu vapore...
A ghiuorne 'ammore mio se vótta a mare!
Maandag 26 augustus 1985
Peace
Peace
Composer(s): Mark Lindsay; Terry Melcher
Performer(s): Paul Revere & The Raiders
I have come from so far away
Down the road of my own mistakes
In the hope you could hear me pray
Oh lord, keep me in your reach
How I’ve longed through these wasted years
To outrun all the pain and fear
Turned to stone from my uncried tears
And now it’s your grace I seek
Love won’t compromise
It’s a gift, it’s a sacrifice
My soul renewed, and my heart released
In you I’ll find my peace
Wondrous child of whom the angels sing
Know my joy, feel my suffering
Shining star make this love you bring
So bright that I may believe
That my way will not be lost
From now on, ‘til that river’s crossed
My soul renewed, and my spirit free
In you I’ll find my peace
Maandag 26 augustus 1985
Pat-A-Pan
Pat-A-Pan
Willie, bring your little drum
Robin, bring your fife and come
And be merry while you play
Tu-re-lu-re-lu
Pat-a-pan-a-pan
Come be merry while you play
Let us make our Christmas gay!
When the men of olden days
To the King of Kings gave praise
On the fife and drum did play
Tu-re-lu-re-lu
Pat-a-pan-a-pan
On the fife and drum did play
So their hearts were glad and gay!
God and man today become
More in tune than fife and drum
So be merry while you play
Tu-re-lu-re-lu
Pat-a-pan-a-pan
So be merry while you play
Sing and dance this Christmas day!
Zondag 25 augustus 1985
Le Petit Chemin De Pierres
Le Petit Chemin De Pierres
(English & Italian Versions: Stairway To The Sea; Scalinatèlla)
Composer(s): Enzo Bonagura - Giuseppe Cioffi - J. Patrick
Performer(s): Dalida; Wal-Berg & His Orch.
Je n'oublierai jamais le gai trajet que fait
Le petit chemin de pierres
Parmi le lierre et les genets
Là tu disais que tu m'aimais que tu m'aimais
M'aimerais la vie entière douce prière que j'écoutais
La joie chantait dans nos cœur
Battant la même mesure
Nos yeux brillaient d'un éclat plus chaud
Que les feux du ciel
La terre autour de nous deux
tournait à si folle allure
Que notre amour semblait surnaturel
Mais aujourd'hui
je prie, je crie, je fuis, je suis
Seule avec toute ma peine
Pauvre rengaine que sont mes nuits
Car j'ai laissé mon cœur lassé, blessé, brisé
Sur notre chemin de pierres
Si solitaire et délaissé
Cruel mirage que ce chemin
Trop beau voyage sans lendemain
Zondag 25 augustus 1985
Past Three O'clock
Past Three O'clock
Composer(s): George Ratcliff Woodward
Performer(s): Choir of King's College, Cambridge
Past three o'clock
On a cold frosty morning
Past three o'clock
Good morrow masters all
Born is a baby
Gentle as may be
Son of the Eternal
Father supernal
Seraph choir singeth
Angel bell ringeth
Hark how they rhyme it
Time it and chime it!
Mid earth rejoices
Hearing such voices
Ne'ertofore so well
Carolling nowell!
Hinds o'er the pearly
Dewy lawn early
Seek the high stranger
Laid in the manager
Cheese from the dairy
Bring they for Mary
And, not for money
Butter and honey
Light out of star-land
Leadeth from far land
Princes, to meet him
Worship and greet him
Myrrh from full coffer
Incense they offer
Nor is the golden
Nugget withholden
Thus they: I pray you
Up sirs, nor stay you
Till ye confess him
Likewise and bless him
Zaterdag 24 augustus 1985
Saying Hello, Saying I Love You, Saying Goodbye
Saying Hello, Saying I Love You, Saying Goodbye
Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Dene Hofheinz; Brad Burg
Performer(s): Jim Ed Brown & Helen Cornelius; Lisa Hartman
Saying hello, saying I love you, saying goodbye
Oh, I had my share of strangers who turned into lovers
Then turned back to strangers again
Oh, I lost them in a crowd of sad passers-by
Saying hello, saying I love you, saying goodbye
Yes, it's a long way from nowhere to the place where we're standing
But baby, baby we've finally arrived
After traveling separate highways, taking all the dead end rides
Saying hello, saying I love you, saying goodbye
Oh, baby, I hear you, I hear you, and I really do believe it
I finally do believe it in my heart
Let's close all the doors behind us and wrap the night around us
Baby now don't say a word
Let's just make love to each other and leave the world outside
Saying hello, saying I love you, saying goodbye
Let's just make love to each other and leave the world outside
Saying hello, saying I love you, saying goodbye
Zaterdag 24 augustus 1985
Parade Of The Wooden Soldiers
Parade Of The Wooden Soldiers
Composer(s): Ballard Macdonald; Leon Jessel
Performer(s): Harry Connick Jr.
and multiple other artists
The toy shop door is locked up tight
And ev'rything is quiet for the night
When suddenly the clock strikes twelve
The fun's begun
The dolls are in their best arrayed
There's going to be a wonderful parade
Hark to the drum, oh, here they come
Cries ev'ryone
Hear them all cheering
Now they are nearing
There's the captain stiff as starch
Bayonets flashing
Music is crashing
As the wooden soldiers march
Sabers a-clinking
Soldiers a-winking
At each pretty little maid
Here they come
Here they come
Here they come
Here they come
Wooden soldiers on parade
Vrijdag 23 augustus 1985
Say, Say, Say
Say, Say, Say
Composer(s): Paul McCartney; Michael Jackson
First release by: Michael Jackson & Paul McCartney - 1983
Say, say, say what you want but don't play games with my affection
Take, take, take what you need but don't leave me with no direction
All alone I sit home by the phone waiting for you baby (baby)
Through the years how can you stand to hear my pleading for you dear?
You know I'm cryin', ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Yeah
Now go, go, go where you want but don't leave me here forever
You, you, you stay away so long, girl, I see you never
What can I do, girl, to get through to you
'Cause I love you baby (baby)
Standing here baptised in all my tears, baby through the years
You know I'm cryin', ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You never ever worry and you never shed a tear
You're sayin' that my love ain't real
Just look at my face, these tears ain't dryin'
You, you, you can never say that I'm not the one who really loves you
I pray, pray, pray every day that you'll see things, girl, like I do
What can I do, girl, to get through to you
'Cause I love you (love you) baby (baby)
Standing here baptised in all my tears, baby through the years
You know I'm cryin', ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say
Vrijdag 23 augustus 1985
Over The River And Through The Woods
