Vrijdag 6 mei 1988
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Donderdag 5 mei 1988
Ele E Ela
Ele E Ela
Composer(s): Carlos Canelhas - Filipe Bx - João Luís
First performance by: Madalena Iglésias - 1966
Sei quem ele é
ele é bom rapaz
um pouco tímido até
vivia no sonho de encontrar o amor
pois seu coração pedia mais
mais calor
Ela apareceu
e a beleza dela
desde logo o prendeu
gostam um do outro e agora ele diz
que alcançou na vida o maior bem
é feliz
Só pensa nela
a toda a hora
jonha com ela
p'la noite fora
chora por ela
se ela não vem
Só fala nela
cada momento
vive com ela
no pensamento
ele sem ela
não é ninguém
Sei quem ele é
ele é bom rapaz
um pouco tímido até
vivia no sonho de encontrar o amor
pois seu coração pedia mais
mais calor
Ela apareceu
e a beleza dela
desde logo o prendeu
gostam um do outro
e agora ele diz
que alcançou na vida o maior bem
é feliz
Só pensa nela
a toda a hora
sonha com ela
p'la noite fora
chora por ela
se ela não vem
Só fala nela
cada momento
vive com ela
no pensamento
ele sem ela não é ninguém
ele sem ela não é ninguém
ele sem ela não é ninguém
Donderdag 5 mei 1988
Pepino The Italian Mouse
Pepino The Italian Mouse
French Title: Minnie Petite Souris
Composer(s): Ray Allen; Wandra Merrell
Performer(s): Lou Monte
Signore e signori, io mi chiamo Pepino Suracilla
[Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Pepino the Mouse]
And, what a mulaniana!
Pepino, oh, you little mouse
Oh, won't you go away
Find yourself another house to run around and play
You scare my girl, you eat my cheese, you even drink my wine
I try so hard to catch you but you trick me all the time
Ce sta una suracilla basci’ u’ “cellar” mezzo mure
Ogni sera ella esce quando la casa é scura
Ella do indo la cucina balla sula-sula
Appara ‘nu malandrina, pura la gata s’a paura
[There’s a mouse down in the cellar between the walls
Every evening it comes out when the house is dark
She comes up in the kitchen and dances all alone
She seems like such a rascal, even the cat is terrified]
Pepino suracilla, m’a fatta scumbati
Managia suracilla!
Di casa n’andai
Stasera illa cucina ‘nu poco di vino en c’e lascia
E quando s’embriaga, ah Pepino é c’encappa
[Pepino the mouse, you’ve embarassed me
The heck with this mouse
Get out of my house
This evening in the kitchen a little wine will be left
And when he’s good and drunk, ah, Pepino will be caught!]
The other night I called my girl
I asked her could we meet
I said let's go to my house
We could have a bite to eat
And as we walked in through the door
she screamed at what she saw
There was little Pepino
Doin' the cha-cha on the floor
Pepino suracilla, m’a fatta scumbati
Managia suracilla! Di casa n’andai
Stasera illa cucina ‘nu poco di vino en c’e lascia
E quando s’embriaga a Pepino e c’encappa
A essa non si piace formaggio American’
Ella va trovando ‘nu poca Parmegian’
S’e fatto ghiata ghiata usce stegga da pur
Quando qu’ella camina apara nu propia calendola
[It doesn’t like American cheese
It goes around finding Parmesan
Then it’ll get really big and fat
And when it walks it’ll look like a calendola [a fat, wobbly herb]
Woensdag 4 mei 1988
Sing C'est La Vie (Dutch Version)
Sing C'est La Vie
((Adapted from: Sing C'est La Vie (by Sonny & Cher) - 1965))
(Swedisch Version: Sjung Denna Sång - 1968)
Composer(s): Sonny Bono; Charles Greene; Brian Stone
Performer(s): Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo, Luc Steeno - 2003
Sing C'est La Vie
And soon you will see
Your cares will be free
Just sing C'est La Vie
Er woonde een man op t' vierde bij ons in't gebouw
Hij had daar gezelschap, 'n poes, twintig honden, een pauw
Van al dat lawaai werd de slager beneden zo zot
Heel stiekem verdwenen die beesten voorgoed in de pot
But he said when things go wrong
Just sing this song
The birds in the trees
Will sing harmony
Sing C'est La Vie
And soon you will see
Your cares will be free
Just sing C'est La Vie
Er was een concierge bij ons, die had een idool
Hij kweelde haar na en speelde daarbij nog viool
Een drama was het voor ieder daar in de buurt
k' heb toen maar een "killer" gezocht, die naar hem toegestuurd
But she said when things go wrong
Just sing this song
The birds in the trees
Will sing harmony
Sing C'est La Vie
And soon you will see
Your cares will be free
Just sing C'est La Vie
Den bakker bij ons, den dikke, was al jaren getrouwd
Zijn vrouwkje, ochgodtoch, heeft zich, dat altijd berouwd
Hij ging ervandoor en bouwde zich helemaal om
Hij woont nu in't stad en noemt zich madame Duromme
But she said when things go wrong
Just sing this song
The birds in the trees
Will sing harmony
Sing C'est La Vie
And soon you will see
Your cares will be free
Just sing C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie
Woensdag 4 mei 1988
Pépée
Pépée
Composer(s): Léo Ferré
Performer(s): Léo Ferré
T'avais les mains comm' des raquettes
Pépée
Et quand j'te f'sais les ongles
J'voyais des fleurs dans ta barbiche
T'avais les oreill's de Gainsbourg
Mais toi t'avais pas besoin d'scotch
Pour les r'plier la nuit
Tandis que lui... ben oui!
Pépée
T'avais les yeux comm' des lucarnes
Pépée
Comme on en voit dans l'port d'Anvers
Quand les matins ont l'âme verte
Et qu'il leur faut des yeux d'rechange
Pour regarder la nuit des autres
Comme on r'gardait un chimpanzé
Chez les Ferré
Pépée
T'avais le cœur comme un tambour
Pépée
De ceux qu'on voil' le vendredi saint
Vers les trois heures après midi
Pour regarder Jésus-machin
Souffler sur ses trent'-trois bougies
Tandis que toi t'en avais qu'huit
Le sept avril
De soixante-huit
Pépée
J'voudrais avoir les mains d'la mort
Pépée
Et puis les yeux et puis le cœur
Et m'en venir coucher chez toi
Ça chang'rait rien à mon décor
On couch' toujours avec des morts
On couch' toujours avec des morts
On couch' toujours avec des morts
Pépée
Dinsdag 3 mei 1988
Sing C'est La Vie (English Version)
Sing C'est La Vie
((Dutch Version: Sing C'est La Vie (by Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo, Luc Steeno) - 2003))
(Swedisch Version: Sjung Denna Sång - 1968)
Composer(s): Sonny Bono; Charles Greene; Brian Stone
First release by: Sonny & Cher - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
Sing c'est la vie and soon you will see
Your cares will be free; just sing c'est la vie
I once knew a man who owned a butcher shop (ah!)
He also had apartments to rent up on top
But he didn't include on the sign that he painted "No pets"
And the tenant who rented had 6 hungry dogs, he regrets
(But he said...)
When things go wrong, just sing a song
The birds in the trees will sing harmony
Sing c'est la vie and soon you will see
Your cares will be free; just sing c'est la vie
If you think the old woman who lived in the shoe had it bad
The story of Mrs. Pierre is 10 times as sad (ah, poor woman!)
With 22 children, a duck and 2 goats in the bins
She was gaily informed by a doctor that she's having twins
(But she said...)
When things go wrong, just sing a song
The birds in the trees will sing harmony
Sing c'est la vie and soon you will see
Your cares will be free; just sing c'est la vie
And have I mentioned to you the worst one of all?
The night Amer & his wife had their annual ball (ah, I remember that!)
The speeches he makes after dinner became quite renowned
But this time he sneezed when he spoke, and his pants, they fell down
(But they said...)
When things go wrong, just sing a song
The birds in the trees will sing harmony
Sing c'est la vie and soon you will see
Your cares will be free; just sing c'est la vie
(C'est la vie!)
Dinsdag 3 mei 1988
Pepe Rodríguez, El De La Barba En Flor
Pepe Rodríguez, El De La Barba En Flor
Composer(s): Pablo Guerrero
Performer(s): Pablo Guerrero
Pepe Rodríguez, el de la barba en flor
cuando cae la tarde coge el metro hasta Sol
sube las escaleras silbando una canción
mirada en ristre, llega a la Plaza Mayor
Pepe Rodríguez, el de la barba en flor
es celta y árabe, ibero y español
romántico y torero, guitarrero y cantor
de mujeres y vinos muy buen catador
Pepe Rodríguez, el de la barba en flor
del "American Pie" es gran degustador
Arco de Cuchilleros baja con tal primor
que extranjeras y "guiris" le demandan amor
Pepe Rodríguez, el de la barba en flor
sabe inglés que aprendió de noche en un mesón
Llega pues y sonríe, un vino y ya ligó
!Oh! mío Pepe, el de la barba en flor
Les habla de Unamuno, de Goya y de Colón
de Segovia y Toledo, de playas y de sol
y de Pablo Guerrero, por aquello del folk
Bueno esto último me lo he inventado yo
Pepe Rodríguez, el de la barba en flor
lleva a sus "guiris" a un piso coquetón
y después de unas copas lo que allí sucedió
ni lo cuentas las crónicas, ni lo contaré yo
Pepe Rodríguez, el de la barba en flor
se porta como lo que es, un legítimo español
y les regala un sombrero cordobés, cómo no
y unas cuantas postales de Madrid con amor
!Oh! mío Pepe, el de la barba en flor
tus amigos te envidian por tu liberación
vives como en Europa y salvas la tradición
que los siglos te canten, como te canto yo
Maandag 2 mei 1988
Playboy (Ann Christine)
Playboy
Composer(s): Ossi Runne
First performance by: Ann Christine - 1966
Autot tulipunaiset
kalliit nahkaistuimet
malli viimeinen sinuun luota en
tytöt seurapiirien, niihin kuulu mä en
hurmaat, naurat, viettelet, syyttää isät vihaiset
Olet playboy, liukas playboy
varma playboy, mutta verkkoos tartu en
olet playboy, liukas playboy
varma playboy, mutta verkkoos tartu en
Lainelautaurheilu, tennis sekä miekkailu
tuota silmäilen sinuun luota en
entäs talviurheilu: tytöt -niin- ja kelkkailu
talvi St. Moritzin on ilman sua lohduton
Olet playboy, sama playboy
soma playboy, mutta kelkkaas tule en
Olet playboy, sama playboy
soma playboy, mutta kelkkaas tule en
Monet ladyt varakkaat
monet raharuhtinaat
petät hymyillen sinuun luota en
nolla nolla seitsemän, nimes muka liitetään
nollat siinä olla vois
mutta seiskan jätän pois
Olet playboy, kunnon playboy
aito playboy, elää ilman sua voin
Olet playboy, kunnon playboy
aito playboy, elää ilman sua voin
Elää ilman sua voin
Maandag 2 mei 1988
Pépé
Pépé
Composer(s): Hans Wittstatt
Performer(s): Dalida
Dans toute la ville on le nomme Pépé
C'est un curieux petit bonhomme Pépé
Pantalon en accordéon, moustache noire en tire-bouchon
Quand on l'appelle hop!
il ne fait qu'un bond
Dîtes-moi donc
Sous le chapeau cocasse de Pépé
Qui aurait plus de grâce que Pépé
Qui fait l'été quand il sourit
A qui toujours tout réussi dans la vie
Pépé, Pépé c'est lui
Sa chemise est trouée comme une dentelle
Mais il y fait des reprises avec des morceaux de ciel
Son cerveau bat la campagne et bien qu'il soit tout petit
Son cœur est une montagne qu'il donne à tous ces amis
Dans toute la ville on le nomme Pépé
C'est un curieux petit bonhomme Pépé
Pantalon en accordéon, moustache noire en tire bouchon
Quand on l'appelle, hop!
il ne fait qu'un bond
Dîtes-moi donc
Qui a moins dans les poches que Pépé
Et moins dans la caboche que Pépé
Mais qui est heureux comme il vit
Et qui cent fois redit merci à la vie
Pépé, Pépé, Pépé
Oh Pépé, c'est lui
Zondag 1 mei 1988
Sing Boy Sing
Sing Boy Sing
Composer(s): Tommy Sands; Rod McKuen
Performer(s): Tommy Sands
Sing boy sing, sing all your blues away
Whenever I get lonely, sing boy sing
When life goes kind of sadly, sing boy sing
When I start to open my mouth and sing a little song
Makes everything right that once seemed wrong
Even the cuckoo in the clock on the wall
Is just a-having himself a natural ball
Sing boy sing, things are better
Sing boy sing, yeah better
Sing boy sing, sing all your blues away
Now, a girl can make you happy, sing boy sing
But might just make me lonely, sing boy sing
When I start to open my mouth and sing a little song
Makes it easy to forget what she done wrong
I thought I couldn't do it, but I set out to try
Sang a little song and forgot how to cry
Sing boy sing, things are better
Sing boy sing, yeah better
Sing boy sing, sing all your blues away
Well, I done a lot of travelling, sing boy sing
Just like ball of twine unravelling, sing boy sing
When you start to open your mouth and sing a little song
Hop on a choo-choo, let it chug all along
It makes no difference if I get bad news
I just sing this song and say so long blues
Sing boy sing (sing boy)
Sing boy sing (sing boy)
Sing boy sing (sing all your blues away)
Zondag 1 mei 1988
Pepe (Italian Version)
Pepe
Performer(s): Dalida
Amore amor sei fatto di Pepe
E i baci tuoi son tutti di Pepe
Quando mi dici stringimi e mi
E sospiri baciami
Nel tuo piccolo cuor quanto Pepe c'è
Amore
A me manca va proprio del Pepe
Perchè in amor ci vuole del Pepe
Per il moi cuor di zucchero
I baci tuoi ci vogliono per darmi fuoco
Pepe, Pepe, si, si
Troppo dolce, troppo dolce son per te
Ma se tu sei tutto Pepe
Dammi un pizzichino a me
Sei davvero un'esplosione
Tutto elecffrico sei tu
Un vulcano di passione
Che si infiamma sempre più
Amor, amore sei faffo di Pepe
E i baci tuoi son tutti di Pepe
Quando mi parli palpito
E sento mille brividi
Chiuso dentro di te quanto Pepe c'è
Amore
Se tu non fossi fatto di Pepe
E non mi dessi tutto il tuo Pepe
Non ti direi stringiàmoci
Baciamoci amiamoci ti voglio bene
Pepe
oh Pepe!
Si, si
Zaterdag 30 april 1988
Intet Er Nytt Under Solen
Intet Er Nytt Under Solen
First performance by: Åse Kleveland - 1966
Jeg vet om en gammel mann, en som har levd lenge
Jeg vet om en gammel mann, en som har levd lenge
Han er så snill når han spør meg om hva som har hendt meg
Og om solen har brent meg
Jeg prater og søker trøst, han gynger i stolen
Han sier med sprukken røst: Intet er nytt under solen
Men hva har vel det å si om ting har hendt før meg?
Men hva har vel det å si om ting har hendt før meg?
Nei, det som gjør meg så vondt med alt det som han visste
At hans øyne er triste
Hva har jeg å vente på meg selv der i stolen?
Når han er så trist der nå, intet er nytt under solen
Zaterdag 30 april 1988
Pepe (German Version)
Pepe
Performer(s): Caterina Valente
Dort wo man singt und lacht da ist Pepe
Wer jeden glücklich macht das ist Pepe
Und alle kinder gross und klein
Laufen ihm selig hinterdrein
Hippihopp, hippihop
Über stock und stein
Und rufen
Wer hat ein goldnes herz?
Unser Pepe!
Wer kennt den neusten scherz?
Unser Pepe!
Und wenn du einmal traurig bist
Weil dich die ganze welt vergiBt
Ja dann frag nur nach Pepe
Pepe si si
Sein sombrero
Ist so alt wie mexiko
Pepe ist kein caballero
Er ist klein aber oho!
Von San Diego bis merita
Ist er überall zu haus
Auch die schönste Senorita
Weinte sich schön bei ihrn aus
Dort wo man singt und lacht da ist Pepe
Wer jeden glücklich macht das ist Pepe
Und alle kinder gross und klein
Laufen ihm selig hinterdrein
Hippihopp, hippihop
Über Stock und Stein
Und rufen
Wer hat ein goldnes herz?
Unser Pepe!
Wer kennt den neusten scherz?
Unser Pepe!
Und wenn du einmal traurig bist
Weil dich die ganze welt vergisst
Ja dann frag nur nach Pepe, Pepe
Oh Pepe oh Pepe, si si
Vrijdag 29 april 1988
Sing As We Go
Sing As We Go
Composer(s): Harry Parr-Davies
Performer(s): Gracie Fields; Al Bowlly; The Brass Pennies
Sing as we go and let the world go by
Singing a song we march along the highway
Say goodbye to sorrow
There’s always tomorrow to think of today
Sing as we go, although the skies are grey
Beggar or king, you’ve got to sing a gay tune
A song and a smile, making life worthwhile
So sing, as we go along
Vrijdag 29 april 1988
Pepe (English Version)
Pepe
Composer(s): André Previn; Dory Langdon
Performer(s): Shirley Jones & Cantinflas;
and various other artists
Shirley:
Who has a face as funny as Pepe?
Who has a smile as sunny as Pepe?
Who's the comical little clown
There with the trousers fAlling down
Skipping hipty-hop like a busy bee
I'll ask you!
Who has a heart as happy a Pepe?
Who has a strut as snappy as Pepe?
Who's the fellow that rings the bell?
I know him well
I'll even spell it for you
"P-e-p-e"
Children:
"P-e-p-e"
What does it spell?
Shirley:
What does it spell?
Pepe!
Children:
Pepe!
And what does it mean?
Shirley:
What does it mean?
What does "Pepe" mean?
What does "Pepe" mean?
Well..... Proud and happy
With his burrow by his side!
Children:
Who has a face as funny as Pepe?
Shirley:
He's no higher than a turkey
But his smile is two-feet wide!
Children:
Who has a smile as sunny as Pepe?
Shirley:
And he always makes a habit
Out of helping one and All
Children:
About as sweet as honey is Pepe
Shirley:
He's no bigger than a rabbit
But his heart is ten-feet tall!
Children:
No bigger than a bunny is Pepe!
Shirley:
No bigger than a bunny is Pepe!
Children:
About as sweet as honey is Pepe
Shirley:
About as sweet as honey is he
Children:
Who has a face as funny as Pepe?
Shirley:
Funny as Pepe, oh!
Children:
Who has a smile as sunny as Pepe?
Shirley:
Sunny as Pepe!
Who's the pixie in baggy clothes?
There with the cute mustachios
Skipping hipty-hop
What a sight to see!
Children:
Funny, sunny
Who has a heart as happy a Pepe?
Shirley:
Oh! Happy as Pepe, oh!
Children:
Who has the strut as snappy as Pepe?
Shirley:
Snappy as Pepe!
Who's the fellow that rings the bell?
I know him well,
I'll even spell it for you..... P-e-p-e
Children:
P-e-p-e
All:
Pepe!
Cantinflas:
Pepe, that's me!
Children:
P-e-p-e
All:
Pepe!
Cantinflas:
That's me!
All:
Who has a face as funny as Pepe?
Who has a smile as sunny as Pepe?
Shirley:
Who's the pixie in baggy clothes?
All:
There with the cute mustachios
Shirley:
Skipping hipty-hop
What a sight to see!
All:
Who has a heart as happy a Pepe?
Who has a strut as snappy as Pepe?
Shirley:
Who's the fellow that rings the bell?
All:
We know him well,
We'll even spell it for you..... P-e-p-e
Cantinflas:
P-e-p-e
All:
Pepe!
Cantinflas:
Pepe, that's me!
That's me! That's me! That's me!
That's me! That's me! That's me!
That's me! That's me!
Pepe, that's me! That's me!
Donderdag 28 april 1988
Brez Besed
Brez Besed
First performance by: Berta Ambrož - 1966
Brez besed bova našla se nekje
Z roko v roki šla naprej
Kot da mnogo let ni mimo
Brez besed, brez vprašanj in brez lazi
Bova našla košcek sanj
Ki zivijo v dnu srca vse dni
Vzemi moj drugi jaz
Le ti poznaš ga, le ti veš zanj
Za hip bodiva spet to, kar sva
Brez besed, brez lazi
Vdamo in brez besde
Bova z jutrom se razšla
Z vecno zeljo, da še kdaj
Bi nekje v hiši sanj
Si našla svoj pristan
Donderdag 28 april 1988
People's Parties
People's Parties
Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
Performer(s): Joni Mitchell
All the people at this party
They've got a lot of style
They've got stamps of many countries
They've got passport smiles
Some are friendly
Some are cutting
Some are watching it from the wings
Some are standing in the centre
Giving to get something
Photo Beauty gets attention
Then her eye paint's running down
She's got a rose in her teeth
And a Iampshade crown
One minute she's so happy
Then she's crying on someone's knee
Saying laughing and crying
You know it's the same release
I told you when I met you
I was crazy
Cry for us all Beauty
Cry for Eddie in the corner
Thinking he's nobody
And Jack behind his joker
And stone-cold Grace behind her fan
And me in my frightened silence
Thinking I don't understand
I feel like I'm sleeping
Can you wake me
You seem to have a broader sensibility
I'm just living on nerves and feelings
With a weak and a lazy mind
And coming to peoples parties
Fumbling deaf dumb and blind
I wish I had more sense ot humor
Keeping the sadness at bay
Throwing the lightness on these things
Laughing it all away
Laughing it alI away
Laughing it all away
Woensdag 27 april 1988
Sing Another Song, Boys
Sing Another Song, Boys
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen
Performer(s): Leonard Cohen
Ah his fingernails, I see they're broken
his ships they're all on fire
The moneylender's lovely little daughter
ah, she's eaten, she's eaten with desire
She spies him through the glasses
from the pawnshops of her wicked father
She hails him with a microphone
that some poor singer, just like me, had to leave her
She tempts him with a clarinet
she waves a Nazi dagger
She finds him lying in a heap
she wants to be his woman
He says, "Yes, I might go to sleep
but kindly leave, leave the future, leave it open"
He stands where it is steep
oh I guess he thinks that he's the very first one
his hand upon his leather belt now
like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner
And she will learn to touch herself so well
as all the sails burn down like paper
And he has lit the chain of his famous cigarillo
Ah, they'll never, they'll never ever reach the moon
at least not the one that we're after
it's floating broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends
and it carries no survivors
But lets leave these lovers wondering
why they cannot have each other
and let's sing another song, boys
this one has grown old and bitter
Woensdag 27 april 1988
People Will Say We're In Love
People Will Say We're In Love
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein; Richard Rodgers
Performer(s): Spike Jones;
and various other artists
Don't throw bouquets at me
Don't please my folks too much
Don't laugh at my jokes too much
People will say we're in love
Don't sigh and gaze at me
Your sighs are so like mine
And your eyes mustn't glow like mine
People will say we're in love
Don't start collecting things
Give me my rose and my glove
Well, sweetheart, they're suspecting things
People will say we're in love
Dinsdag 26 april 1988
Ce Soir Je T'attendais
