Woensdag 24 juni 1987
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Dinsdag 23 juni 1987
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Composer(s): Roberto Livi; Bebu Silvetti
Performer(s): Raphael
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Que Por Donde Yo Pase
Pedazos De Ti Sembre
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Que Todo Lo Que Vivi
Contigo Lo Dividi
Y Te Di Las Alegrias
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Eres Mi Amor
Y Contigo Yo Sigo Estando Comprometido
Dios Lo Sabe Porque El Ha Sido Siempre Testigo
Cuando Yo Soy Realmente Todo Lo Que Yo Soy
Eres Mi Amor
No Lo Juro Que No Se Juran Los Sentimientos
Ni Lo Grito Porque Al Mirarme Ya Lo Estan Viendo
Que No Puedo Callar La Voz De Mi Corazon
Corazon
Que Palpita Cuando Yo Piso Sobre Tu Cuerpo
Tu Seduccion
Que Me Eriza Todo Cuando Te Pienso
Cuando Te Pienso, Cuando Te Pienso
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Que Amores Tuve A Granel
Y Solo A Ti Te Fui Fiel
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Que Siento Celos De Ti
Celos Que Solo Senti
Al Celar La Madre Mia
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Eres Mi Amor
Y Contigo Yo Sigo Estando Comprometido
Dios Lo Sabe Porque El Ha Sido Siempre Testigo
Cuando Yo Soy Realmente Todo Lo Que Yo Soy
Eres Mi Amor
No Lo Juro Que No Se Juran Los Sentimientos
Ni Lo Grito Porque Al Mirarme Ya Lo Estan Viendo
Que No Puedo Callar La Voz De Mi Corazon
Corazon
Que Obedece Tan Solo Al Mando De Tu Hermosura
Puedo Decir
Que En Tus Senos Fue Que Nacieron Mis Aventuras
Mis Aventuras, Mis Aventuras
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Que Por Donde Yo Pase
Pedazos De Ti Sembre
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Que Todo Lo Que Vivi
Contigo Lo Dividi
Y Te Di Las Alegrias
Si Te Quiero Andalucia
Dinsdag 23 juni 1987
Palabra De Hombre
Palabra De Hombre
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez;
and various other artists
Me estoy jugando la vida
me estoy jugando la suerte
la tengo casi perdida
pero soy necio en quererte
mientras que tu alma me olvida
yo pienso volver a verte
Te di palabras de hombre
que hasta la tumba te amaba
el día que supe tu nombre
supe que ya te adoraba
aunque te extrañe y te asombre
ya te tenía señalada
No sé ni donde ni cuando
pero vendrás a buscarme
te voy a estar esperando
como a las seis de la tarde
has de venirte volando
antes que mi amor se acabe
Maandag 22 juni 1987
Si Te Gusta
Si Te Gusta
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Puedo abrirle las piernas al mundo
y darme por reir
Inyectarme una droga brutal
para ser feliz
Todo el tiempo que me duro el flash
es que soy inmortal
Dame sexo y personalidad
mucho, mucho mas
Nada, nada, nada de eso es vida
si lo comparo con tu amor un día
un día, un día, un día
si te gusta
Esta noche pongo punto final
a este sacrificio
Mi corona de espinas caerá
rodando por el piso
Ya no quiero mas hablar dormido
solo quiero que estés cerca mío
un día, un día, un día
si te gusta
Nada, nada, nada de eso es vida
Si lo comparo con tu amor un día
Un día, un día, un día
Si te gusta
Solo si te gusta, tómalo de mí
solo si te gusta, tómalo de mí
Maandag 22 juni 1987
Pal Of My Cradle Days
Pal Of My Cradle Days
Composer(s): Marshall Montgomery; Al Piantadosi
Performer(s): Ann Breen;
and various other artists
What a friend, what a pal, only now I can see
How you dreamed and you planned all for me
I never knew what a mother goes through
There's nothing that you didn't do
Chorus:
Pal of my cradle days, I've needed you always
Since I was a baby upon your knee
You sacrificed everything for me
I stole the gold from your hair
I put the silver threads there
I don't know any way I could ever repay
Pal of my cradle days
Greatest friend, dearest pal
It was me who caused you
Every sorrow and heartache you knew
Your face so fair I have wrinkled with care
I placed every line that is there
Chorus
Zondag 21 juni 1987
Si Supieras
Si Supieras
Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro; Ana Magdalena
First release by: Gloria - 1972
Covered by: Raphael - 1992
Si supieras lo que he hecho
Por venirte a ver
Si supieras lo que he dicho
Por verte otra vez
No te enfadarías nunca
Y no dudarías de mi amor por ti
Si supieras que he mentido
Por volverte a ver
Si supieras lo que lucho
Por poder salir
Piensan que aún soy joven
Para ser feliz
Nadie en casa me comprende
Todos me censuran mi forma de ser
Si supieras lo que invento
Por volverte a ver
Cuando llegará ese día
Que no me separe nunca más de ti
Cuando llegará la hora
Que salgamos juntos pero sin mentir
Y verte y hablarte
Cada vez que yo quiera
Y verme y hablarme
Cuando lo quieras tú
Zondag 21 juni 1987
Pájaros De Alas Cortadas
Pájaros De Alas Cortadas
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Surcaban ayer sus plumas los aires
los pájaros de altivas alas
poetas del trigo y del alma
Sus alas de hoy no vuelan, no baten
hay voces que mandan cortarlas
por miedo a sus justas palabras
De hastío se viste la cálida tarde
por voces que rezan y matan
pájaros de alas cortadas
Zaterdag 20 juni 1987
Si Superficielle
Si Superficielle
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): France Gall
J'ai quelque chose qui gronde au fond de moi
Quelque chose qui bat comme un cœur
Deux ou trois images auxquelles je crois
Que j'envoie voler dans les haut-parleurs
Si c'est pas pour vivre avec la musique
À quoi ça sert d'être au générique
Et les rêves, comme des bulles de savon
Ne laissent rien d'eux quand ils s'en vont
Si superficielle
Le dernier journal annonce les nouvelles
Je vais me changer pour être belle
Et pour être celle que les autres attendent
Si superficielle
Si superficielle
Mon sourire fait des étincelles
Les miroirs changent de chambre d'hôtel
Sous les projecteurs la lumière est belle
Mais si superficielle
Dès le premier tour de manivelle
L'héroïne a fait parler d'elle
Sans qu'on ait pu en voir un portrait fidèle
Son nom s'est envolé comme une hirondelle
Qui veut vraiment savoir qui elle est
Connaître son mystère, son secret
Le jour du coup de rideau final
On lira sans doute dans le journal
Si superficielle
Dans mon univers de décibels
Les légendes effacent le réel
Quand la musique parle, la vie devient belle
Mais si superficielle
Si superficielle
Mon sourire fait des étincelles
Les miroirs changent de chambre d'hôtel
Sous les projecteurs la lumière est belle
Mais si superficielle
Si superficielle
Zaterdag 20 juni 1987
Pajarito Cantor
Pajarito Cantor
Composer(s): Luis Martínez Serrano
Performer(s): Javier Solís
Sólo estoy entre grillos y rejas condenado a morir en prisión
y no brotan de mi alma
las quejas porque ahogadas quedan en mi corazón
Fría está como mi alma la celda, entra apenas un rayo de sol
sólo escucho que un ave muy cerca al trinar alegra mi triste canción
Pajarito cantor que llegaste hasta mí
mitigando mi acerbo dolor no te alejes de aquí
Pajarito cantor si pudiera volar
yo quisiera ayudarte a formar
tu nidito de amor
Mientras sufro la amarga condena
que por ley la justicia dictó
la avecilla mitiga mi pena
como un alma buena con trinos de amor
Y en el fondo del alma se aviva
la esperanza de la redención
cuando el cuerpo cayendo sin vida
a mi alma permita volar al perdón
Pajarito cantor que llegaste hasta mí
mitigando mi acerbo dolor no te alejes de aquí
Pajarito cantor si pudiera volar
yo quisiera ayudarte a formar
tu nidito de amor
Vrijdag 19 juni 1987
All Alone Monday
All Alone Monday
Composer(s): Burt Kalmar; Harry Ruby
Performer(s): Gale Robbins
and multiple other artists
All alone Monday singing the Blues
All alone Tuesday reading the news
Staring and blinking
Sitting there thinking
All alone
All alone Wednesday till the dawn comes
By myself Thursday twiddling my thumbs
Friday is my day
So I spend Friday
All alone
On Saturday I dread the coming of Sunday
Monday the week starts anew
I'm certain I could endure the week till the end
and I am sure the days that I spend
Wouldn't be lonely if I were only
All alone with you
Vrijdag 19 juni 1987
Paisley Park
Paisley Park
Composer(s): Prince
Performer(s): Prince
1, 2, 1, 2, 3
There is a park that is known
4 the face it attracts
colorful people whose hair
On 1 side is swept back
The smile on their faces
It speaks of profound inner peace
Ask where they're going
They'll tell U nowhere
They've taken a lifetime lease
On Paisley Park
chorus:
The girl on the seesaw is laughing
4 love is the color
This place imparts (Paisley Park)
Admission is easy, just say U
Believe and come 2 this
Place in your heart
Paisley Park is in your heart
There is a woman who sits
All alone by the pier
Her husband was naughty
And caused his wife so many tears
He died without knowing forgiveness
And now she is sad, so sad
Maybe she'll come 2 the park
And forgive him
And life won't be so bad
In Paisley Park
chorus
See the man cry as the city
Condemns where he lives
Memories die but taxes
He'll still have 2 give
(who) Whoever said that elephants
were stronger than mules?
Come 2 the park
And play with us
There aren't any rules
In Paisley Park
chorus 2x
your heart, your heart
Paisley Park
your heart, your heart, your heart (sing, sing it)
Paisley Park
Paisley Park
Paisley Park
Donderdag 18 juni 1987
Si Sta Facendo Notte
Si Sta Facendo Notte
Composer(s): Maurizio Fabrizio; Claudio Guidetti; Renato Zero
Performer(s): Renato Zero
Staccate la corrente
Un po' di pace qui
Fermiamoci un istante
Voglio stringerti così
È bello ritrovarsi
Abbandonarsi e già
Costretti in questa fabbrica alienante
Chiamata città
Non sentono ragioni
I sentimenti no
almeno per un po' ... mi apparterrai
Ti apparterrò
Inutili rumori
Non è felicità
Vorrebbero convincerci
Che il Paradiso è qua
È un mondo virtuale
Padrone chiunque sei
Smetti di spiarci, di sfruttarci
Esistiamo anche noi
In fondo a questa vita
Talmente breve che
Non è un delitto se ...
Se la offro a te
Di travagliati giorni
Fantastiche tournée
Io contro il mondo
E tu a fianco a me ... quel coraggio dov'è
Si sta facendo notte
È il nostro cantiere che riparte
Più efficiente che mai
Guai se così non fosse
Siamo ancora pieni di risorse, aspetta e vedrai ...
La voglia di cantare
È figlia dei miei guai
Salvare quel sogno
È tutto ciò che vorrei ... mi aiuterai ...
Si sta facendo notte
C'è gente che non dorme ma riflette
Sul tempo che va ...
Non è un problema l'età
Aprite quelle porte e fate entrare amore in ogni cuore
Finché ce ne sta
Non fosse stata musica
A guarire i silenzi miei
Non starei qui a difenderla
Non ti chiederei
Di credere in lei ... lo sai ...
Si sta facendo notte
Se questa nostra stella non decolla
Avrò sbagliato e anche tu
Che ti aspettavi di più
Son giochi disonesti
Per tanti irresistibili idealisti
Assoluzione non c'è
Diamoci dentro affinché ...
Non si faccia notte!
Alziamoci fin lassù
Mattone su mattone
Seguiamo questa pallida illusione
Qualcosa succederà
Si sta facendo notte!
Donderdag 18 juni 1987
Pais Tropical
Pais Tropical
Composer(s): Jorge Ben
Performer(s): Sergio Mendez;
and various other artists
Moro num país tropical
Abençoado por Deus
E bonito por natureza,mas que beleza
Em fevereiro, em fevereiro
Tem carnaval, tem carnaval
Tenho um fusca e um violão
Sou flamengo e tem uma nega chamada Tereza
Sam baby,sam baby
Sou um menino de mentalidade mediana, pois é
Mas assim mesmo feliz na vida
Pois eu não devo nada a ninguem, pois é
Pois eu sou feliz, muito feliz comigo mesmo
Sam baby,sam baby
Eu posso não ser um band leader, pois é
Mas assim mesmo lá em casa,todos meus amigos
Meus camaradinha me respeitam, pois é
Esta é a razão de simpatia
Do poder do algo mais e da alegria
Moro num pa tropi
Abençoá por de
E boni por nature,mas quie bele
Em fevere,em fevereiro
Tem carnaval,tem carnaval
Tenho um fusca e um violão
Sou flamengo e tem uma nega chamada Tereza
Moro num país tropical
Abençoado por Deus
E bonito por natureza,mas que beleza
Em fevereiro, em fevereiro
Tem carnaval, tem carnaval
Tenho um fusca e um violão
Sou flamengo e tem uma nega chamada Tereza
Woensdag 17 juni 1987
And The Heavens Cried
And The Heavens Cried
Composer(s): Gwynn Elias; Irving Reid
Performer(s): Ronnie Savoy; Antony Newley
She was mine only yesterday
Both our hearts beat as one
But then I felt her slip away
As a cloud stole the sun
And the he-e-e-avens cri-i-i-ied
And the tears filled the stre-e-e-am
And the stream filled the river
The river filled the sea
All because, she took her love
Away from me-e-e-e-e
Though each dawn brings the sun again
Yesterday will remain
Every day I'll remember when
All the clouds filled with rain
And the he-e-e-avens cri-i-i-ied
And the tears filled the stre-e-e-am
And the stream filled the river
The river filled the sea
All because, she took her love
Away from me-e-e-e-e
Woensdag 17 juni 1987
Painting The Clouds With Sunshine
Painting The Clouds With Sunshine
Composer(s): Joe Burke; Al Dubin
Performer(s): Jack Hylton;
and various other artists
When I pretend I'm gay
I never feel that way
I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine
When I hold back a tear
To make a smile appear
I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine
Painting the blue, beautiful hues
Coloured with gold and old rose
Playing the clown
Trying to drown all of my woes
Though things may not look bright
They all turn out alright
If I keep painting the clouds with sunshine
Dinsdag 16 juni 1987
Si Seulement Elle Était Jolie
Si Seulement Elle Était Jolie
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Maxime le Forestier
Si seulement elle était jolie
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est folle, c'est entendu
Mais quelle beauté accomplie!"
Hélas elle est plus laide bientôt
Que les sept péchés capitaux
Que les sept péchés capitaux
Si seulement elle avait des formes
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est moche c'est entendu
Mais c'est Venus copie conforme"
Malheureusement, c'est désolant
C'est le vrai squelette ambulant
C'est le vrai squelette ambulant
Si seulement elle était gentille
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est plate c'est entendu
mais c'est la meilleure des filles"
Malheureusement c'est un chameau
Un succube, tranchons le mot
Un succube, tranchons le mot
Si elle était intelligente
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est vache, c'est entendu
Mais c'est une femme savante"
Malheureusement elle est très bête
Et tout à fait analphabète
Et tout à fait analphabète
Si seulement l'était cuisinière
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est sotte, c'est entendu
Mais quelle artiste culinaire!"
Malheureusement sa chère m'a
Pour toujours gâté l'estomac
Pour toujours gâté l'estomac
Si seulement elle était fidèle
Je dirais :"tout n'est pas perdu
Elle m'empoisonne, c'est entendu
Mais c'est une épouse modèle"
Malheureusement elle est, papa
Folle d'un cul qu'elle n'a pas!
Folle d'un cul qu'elle n'a pas!
Si seulement l'était moribonde
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle me trompe c'est entendu
Mais elle va quitter le monde"
Malheureusement jamais elle tousse
Elle nous enterrera tous
Elle nous enterrera tous
Dinsdag 16 juni 1987
Painting Box
Painting Box
Composer(s): Mike Heron
Performer(s): The Incredible String Band
When the morning of your eyes
comes waking through my shadows
Leaving just a trace of twilight sleep
I whisper to the baby raindrops playing on my window
And tell them gently this is not the time that they should weep
For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
I have every color there it's true
Just lately when I look inside my painting box
I seem to pick the colors of you
My Friday evening's foot-steps plodding dully through this black town
Are far away now from the world that I'm in
My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime
With daffodils between my toes I'm laughing at their whim
And somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
I have every color there it's true
Just lately when I look inside my painting box
I seem to pick the colors of you
Oh somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
I have every color there it's true
Just lately when I look inside my painting box
I seem to pick the colors of you
The purple sail above me catches all the strength of summer
Fishes stop and ask me where I am bound
I smile and shake my head and say my little ship is sinking
But I kind of like the sea that I'm on, and I don't mind if I do drown
For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
I have every color there it's true
Just lately when I look inside my painting box
I seem to pick the colors of you
Maandag 15 juni 1987
Angel In Disguise (Earl Thomas Conley)
Angel In Disguise
Composer(s): Earl Thomas Conley; Randy Scruggs
Performer(s): Earl Thomas Conley
You were just another pretty face in the crowd
I was just hangin' out
I wasn't ready for love when I looked in your eyes
You took me by surprise
You weren't supposed to say that you loved me
You were just gonna stay for the night
I never held a hand that could touch me
And leave me with stars in my eyes
Oh angel in disguise
You're just an angel in disguise
Almost made it too easy for me to believe
That love could happen to me
But you're not afraid to show me how much you care
And prove your heart is there
You weren't supposed to say that you loved me
You were just gonna spend the night
I never held a hand that could touch me
And leave me with stars in my eyes
Oh angel in disguise
You're just an angel in disguise
Oh angel in disguise
You're just an angel in disguise
Maandag 15 juni 1987
Painted, Tainted Rose
Painted, Tainted Rose
Composer(s): Jean Sawyer; Peter DeAngelis
Performer(s): Al Martino
She was a wild and lovely rose
Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows
But though my heart was true, it would never do
Party life was what she chose
Last night I saw my lovely rose
All painted up in fancy clothes
Her eyes have lost their spark, the years have left their mark
She's just a painted, tainted rose
She was a wild and lovely rose – come on
She was a wild and lovely rose
Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows
Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows
But though my heart was true, it would never do
Party life was what she chose
Last night I saw my lovely Rose
Last night I saw my lovely Rose
All painted up in fancy clothes
All painted up in fancy clothes
Her eyes have lost their spark, the years have left their mark
She's just a
She's just a
Zondag 14 juni 1987
Si Seco Un Llanto
