Dinsdag 31 januari 1989
Please Don't Touch
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Please Don't Touch
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Maandag 30 januari 1989
Slutet Gott, Allting Gott
Slutet Gott, Allting Gott
Composer(s): S. Andersson; Ben Wilson; Judy Lynn
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Den första gång jag mötte dig, en regnig, tråkig dag
Så gjorde du en slät figur, såg trist ut tyckte jag
Sen blev jag kär som aldrig förr, om starten än var sval
Är slutet gott har jag förstått, ja då är allting gott
Nu är du den jag drömmer om och alltid tänker på
Jag vandrar i ett rosigt rus, min hela värld är blå
Att allting skulle ändra sig, det kunde ingen spå
Är slutet gott har jag förstått, ja då är allting gott
Människan spår men ödet rår och man vet aldrig hur
Ibland så går det tokigt till, men ibland så har man tur
Och är man kär så är man där, man kommer aldrig ut
Är slutet gott har jag förstått, ja då är allting gott
Människan spår men ödet rår och man vet aldrig hur
Ibland så går det tokigt till, men ibland så har man tur
Och är man kär så är man där, man kommer aldrig ut
Är slutet gott har jag förstått, ja då är allting gott
Är slutet gott har jag förstått, ja då är allting gott
Maandag 30 januari 1989
Please Don't Tell Me How The Story Ends
Please Don't Tell Me How The Story Ends
Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson
Performer(s): Kris Kristofferson;
and various other artists
This could be our last good night together
We may never pass this way again
Just let me enjoy it `til it's over, or forever
Please don't tell me how the story ends
See the way our shadows come together
Softer than your fingers on my skin
Someday these may be all that we remember of each other
Please don't tell me how the story ends
Never's just the echo of forever
Lonesome as a love that might have been
Let me go on lovin' and believing `til it's over
Please don't tell me how the story ends
Please don't tell me how the story ends
Zondag 29 januari 1989
Slumming On Park Avenue
Slumming On Park Avenue
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Alice Faye
and multiple other artists
Put on your slumming clothes and get your car
Let's go sightseeing where the high-toned people are
Come on, there's lots of fun in store for you
See how the other half lives on Park Avenue
Let's go slumming, take me slumming
Let's go slumming on Park Avenue
Let us hide behind a pair of fancy glasses
And make faces when a member of the classes passes
Let's go smelling where they're dwelling
Sniffing ev'rything the way they do
Let us go to it, they do it
Why can't we do it too?
Let's go slumming, nose thumbing, on Park Avenue
Let's go slumming, take me slumming
Let's go slumming on Park Avenue
Where the social hearts
For Broadway lights are throbbing
And they spend their nights
In smart cafés hobknobbing, snobbing
Come let's eye them, pass right by them
Looking down our noses as they do
Let us go to it, they do it
Why can't we do it too?
Let's go slumming, crumb bumming, on Park Avenue
Zondag 29 januari 1989
Tablados
Tablados
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Na minha lembrança a moça arrebatava o chão
Do meu coração, tablado solto no sem-fim
Sim, roçava a franja nos desejos do salão
Não pintava a boca só pra mim
Lembro da encarnada moça na iluminação
Encarnada num tablado de encarnado igual
A boca pintada de sangrado coração
Sendo a rosa e o fogo, o bem e o mal
Pra sempre minha onde seu corpo for
Descansar, distrair
Para sempre moça quando o meu amor
Precisar e pedir
Na minha cabeça, moça, a íntima sessão
Sem saia encarnada, nada, num passado assim
Mal iluminado, sua própria encarnação
Fundos de memória, camarim
Zaterdag 28 januari 1989
Singing This Song
Singing This Song
First performance by: Renato - 1975
Don't cry, for what's the use to be counting your blues?
Just say you had a date and your friend turned out to be late
Cheer up, think it's a boon, go on, whistle a tune
Nothing will change what had to be done, it just happened to be
Pack your troubles and make fun, you'll enjoy it, you'll see
So do listen to me, whatever your trouble may be
Join in and come along with a smile and a song
It's good to understand that the world is not at its end
Forget what beats you inside, keep it out of your mind
Nothing will change what had to be done, it just happened to be
Pack your troubles and make fun, you'll enjoy it, you'll see
Sure love not to be hurt, we were born to live on this Earth
So when something goes wrong, join in singing this song
Sure love not to be hurt, we were born to live on this Earth
So when something goes wrong, join in singing this song
Join in singing this song
Zaterdag 28 januari 1989
Ta Pedia Tou Pirea
Ta Pedia Tou Pirea
Composer(s): Manos Hadjidakis
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1960
Versions In Other Languages:
1960 - Les Enfants Du Pirée (Dalida)
1960 - Ein Schiff Wird Kommen (Lale Andersen)
1960 - Uno A Te, Uno A Me (Dalida)
1960 - Los Niños del Pireo (Dalida)
1960 - Aldrig Om Sønda'n (Grethe Ingmann & Jørgen Ingmann's Ork.)
1961 - Never on Sunday (The Ramsey Lewis Trio)
Ap to parathiro mou stelno ena dio
Ke tria ke tessera filia
Pou ftanoun sto limani ena ke dio
Ke tria ke tessera poulia
Pos ithela na eho ena ke dio
Ke tria ke tessera pedia
Pou san tha megalosoun ola na ginoun
Levendes gia hari tou Pirea
Osso ki an psaxo
Den vrisko allo limani
Treli na m ehi kani
Apo ton Pirea
Pou otan vradiazi
Tragudia m aradiazi
Ke tis penies tou allazi
Gemizi apo pedia
Apo tin porta mou san vgo
Den iparhi kanis
Pou na min ton agapo
Ke san to vradi kimitho
Xero pos, xero pos
Pos tha ton onirefto
Petradia vazo sto lemo
Ke mia han.., ke mia han ..
Ke mia handra filahto
Giati vradia kartero
Sto limani san tha vgo
Kappion ahnosto na vro
Osso ki an psaxo
Te vrisko allo limani
Treli na m ehi kani
Apo tou Pirea
Pou otan vradiazi
Tragudia m aradiazi
Ke tis penies tou allazi
Gemizi apo pedia
Pos ithela na eho ena ke dio
Ke tria ke tessera pedia
Vrijdag 27 januari 1989
Slowly (Luis Eduardo Aute)
Slowly
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Por más que encuentre un tesoro en las Fuentes del Nilo
quiero bailar un "slow with you tonight, tonight
Y aunque seas la Monna Lisa o la Venus de Milo
quiero bailar un 'Slow" with you tonight, tonight
Por más que yo sea una Bestía y tu seas tan Bella
quiero bailar un "slow" with you tonight"
Ya puede caernos encima un diluvio de estrellas
quiero bailar un "slow" with you como aquel
Times goes by, so slowly
I hunger for your... sha la la la la
Slowly, slowly...
Por más que nos pille el estúpido de tu marido
Quiero bailar un "slow" with you tonight
Y aunque enamorarme de ti me lo tengas prohibido
quiero bailar un 'Slow" with you tonight, my love
Por más que no pueda comprarte un collar de diamantes
quiero bailar un "Slow" with you tonight
Y aunque nunca llegue a ser Harrison Ford como amante
quiero bailar un "slow" with you como aquel...
At the end of'the rainbow
You'll find a pot of gold... Sha la la la la
Slowly, Slowly
Por más que aparezca la grúa y se lleve mi coche
quiero bailar un "slow" with you tonight
Por mí que reviente el planeta en confetti esta noche
quiero bailar un "slow" with you tonight
Y como parece que el corto verano se acaba
quiero bailar un "slow" with you tonight, tonight
Seamos, al fin, Salomon y la Reina de Saba
I want to dance a "Slow" with you como aquel
Dream
Dream, dream, dream
Sha la la la la
I love you when you do it
So slowly, so slowly
Oh baby, baby, be mine tonight...
I love you when you do it
so slowly, so slowly
Oh baby, baby, please hold me tight...
so slowly
Vrijdag 27 januari 1989
Ta Mo Chleamhnas Deanta
Ta Mo Chleamhnas Deanta
Performer(s): Van Morrison & The Chieftains
Ta mo chleamhnas deanta o athru areir
S'ni mo na go dtaithnioonn an bhean liom fein
Ach fagfaidh me i mo dhiaidh i
'gus imeoidh me liom fein
Ar fud na gcoillte craobhach
My match it was made here last night
To a girl I neither love nor like
But I'll take my own advice
And leave her behind
And go roaming the wild woods all over
Shiuil mise thoir agus shiuil mise thiar
Shiuil mise Corcaigh 'gus sraide Bh'l'ath Cliath
Ach samhail de mo chailin deas ni fhaca mise riamh
'Si an bhean dubh a dhfhag mo chroi craite
I walked up and I walked down
I walked Cork, and Dublin, and Belfast towns
But no equal to my true love could I find
She's the wee lass that's left my heart broken
D'eirigh me ar maidin dha uair roimh an la
'gus fuair me litir o mo mhile ghra
Chuala me an smoilin 's an londubh a ra
Gur ealiagh mo ghra thar saile
I got up two hours before day
And I got a letter from my true love
I heard the blackbird and linnet say
That my love had crossed the ocean
She's the wee lass that's left my heart broken
She's the wee lass that's left my heart broken
Donderdag 26 januari 1989
Let Me Be The One (The Shadows)
Let Me Be The One
Composer(s): Paul Curtis
First performance by: The Shadows - 1975
Tonight-Tonight-Tonight
Let me be the one who's lovin' you tonight
Let me be the one who really holds you tight
I'll even bring along a magic moon
Just to make you feel alright
So let me be the one who's lovin' you tonight
Let me be the one who takes you by the hand
Let me be the one who always understands
Ev'rybody knows we've been good friends
But I think the time is right
So let me be the one who's lovin' you tonight
you and I could have an affair
Make sweet music go anywhere
Building highways
taking a bend
As long as I know you really care
Won't you show that you care-oh come on
Let me be the one who's lovin' you tonight
Donderdag 26 januari 1989
Ta Mère Est Là
Ta Mère Est Là
Performer(s): Bourvil
Avec son éternel pépin à la main
Pin à la main, pin à la main
Avec sa toque et son renard en lapin
Avec son tricot et son chien Kiki
Avec ses nerfs et son fragile intestin
Avec son régime et son pain
Ta mère est là!
Vraiment c'est pas un' sinécure
Ta mère est là!
Juste au moment où on n'l'attend pas
Ta mère est là!
C'est pas possible, elle se figure
Que toi et moi
On dépérit quand elle n'est pas là
Avec son air de n'pas vouloir se mêler
De démêler nos démêlés
Avec un oeil et une oreille en faction
Avec ses reflexion maison, zin, zin
Avec ses idées qu'elle défend sur un ton
Qui monte plus vite que sa tension
Ta mère est là!
Y a pas d'erreur, c'est un' nature
Ta mère est là!
Aussi pénible qu'une fin de mois
Ne me dis pas
Que j'peux pas la voir en peinture
J'aim'rai mieux ça
Car son portrait, j'l'accroch'rais pas là
Ta mère est là!
Allons ne fais pas cette figure
Tu le sais bien
J'en dis beaucoup mais j'en pense pas moins
Ta mère est là!
Ça va t'étonner mais j't'assure
Que mine de rien
Ta mère au fond moi je l'aime bien de loin!
Woensdag 25 januari 1989
Slowburn
Slowburn
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel
Performer(s): Peter Gabriel
We're character actors from the Tower of Babel
Bewildered, burned out hardly able
To sit astride the high wire cable
It's hard to balance, a little unstable
Through broken eyes and contact lenses
(I) Watched you draw your future tenses
See kisses of flame blow out of your lips
You're back telling me your Apocalypse
Don't get me wrong, I'll be strong
When the slowburn sunset come along
You've gotta stay the night
I gotta think that you might
We've tried a handful of bills and a handful of pills
We've tried making movies from a volume of stills
(But) the words fell like hailstones
bouncing at our feet
Covering our feelings with a frozen sheet
A chance to move, I take a shot
I get cold - you get hot
We look outside, lyin' awake
See birds breaking surface on a silent lake
But don't get me wrong, I'll be strong
When I'm back on the Isle of Avalon
Dont get me wrong, I'll be strong
When the slow burn sunset come along
You've got to stay the night
I've got to think that you might
Don't try (to) make it easy, it'll cut you down to size
Darlin' we've got to trust in something
We're shooting down our skies
shooting down (shooting down) our skies
(shooting down our ...)
Woensdag 25 januari 1989
Ta Femme
Ta Femme
((Italian Version: Tua Moglie (Dalida))
Composer(s): Pascal Sevran - S. Lebrail - Pascal Auriat
Performer(s): Dalida - 1974
Il est déjà huit heures et quart
Tu vas encore être en retard
Arrange le col de ta veste
Brosse les cheveux blonds qui restent
Je suis toujours là quand tu veux
Ne prends pas cet air malheureux
Elle pourrait bien en faire un drame
Ta femme
Tu vas rentrer dans ta maison
Regarder la télévision
Après cinq ans de vie commune
Tu la supportes, elle s'accoutume
Cache-lui ta mauvaise humeur
Pense à lui apporter des fleurs
Même si des fois tu la condamnes
Ta femme
Auprès de moi tu viens chercher
Des semblants de bonheur volé
Mais dès que tu as des ennuis
C'est à elle que tu les confies
Cette communion de tous les jours
C'est une forme de l'amour
Elle est bien plus que Marie-Jeanne
Ta femme
Bien sûr tu ne veux pas l'avouer
Mais tu es plein de préjugés
Sitôt que tu sors de mes bras
Tu redeviens petit bourgeois
Pour te donner confiance en toi
Au fond, ça ne te déplaît pas
De la voir déposer les armes
Ta femme
Moi je suis celle que tu désires
Pour ton orgueil et ton plaisir
J'aimerais mieux tout simplement
Etre la mère de tes enfants
Si l'on croit que j'ai le beau rôle
C'est elle qui dort sur ton épaule
Tous comptes faits je me demande
Si ce n'est pas mieux de te rendre
Dinsdag 24 januari 1989
Mikado
Mikado
First performance by: Simone Drexel - 1975
Ein alter Mann saß stumm am Straßenrand
In all dem Lärm und dem Verkehr
Ein Kind nur warf ihm eine Münze zu
Er rief es zu sich her
Dann zeigte er ihm ein Mikado-Spiel
Ein Bündel Stäbchen, bunt und lang
Er warf sie hin zu einem kleinen Kreis
Wobei er leise sang
Mikado, Mikado, so heißt das alte Spiel
Mikado, Mikado, nicht jeder kommt ans Ziel
Du kannst alles haben mit etwas Geschick
Mikado, Mikado, vertrau nur auf dein Glück
Mikado, Mikado, so heißt das alte Spiel
Mikado, Mikado, zeig' niemals ein Gefühl
Wenn dich was nicht angeht, rühre nicht daran
Mikado, Mikado, spielt heute jedermann
Der alte Mann sprach zu dem Kind vor ihm:
"Schau' her, ich nehm' ein Hölzchen fort"
"Und dabei bleiben völlig unberührt"
"Die andern Hölzchen dort"
"Dies ist die Regel und nun hör' mir zu"
"Was schon ein Kind draus lernen kann"
"Wenn du nur einmal einen Fehler machst"
"Dann kommt der nächste dran"
Mikado, Mikado, so heißt das alte Spiel
Mikado, Mikado, nicht jeder kommt ans Ziel
Du kannst alles haben mit etwas Geschick
Mikado, Mikado, vertrau nur auf dein Glück
Mikado, Mikado, so heißt das alte Spiel
Mikado, Mikado, zeig' niemals ein Gefühl
Wenn dich was nicht angeht, rühre nicht daran
Mikado, Mikado, spielt heute jedermann
Dinsdag 24 januari 1989
Ta Det Bara Med Ro
Ta Det Bara Med Ro
English Title: Just Take It Easy
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
De flesta de bara jagar
Och klagar över magar
De jagar lyckan eller vad det nu är
Men tror du alla är tvungna
Jag tar det lilla lugna
Börjar faktiskt tycka
Jag känner mera lycka
Med pengar följer bara mer besvär
Refräng:
Så ta det bara med ro, ta det bara med ro
Du finner nog din lycka och din tro
Ta det bara med ro, ta det bara med ro
Låt dårarna få glo och ta det med ro
Vad är det man vill försöka
Bevisa man kan öka
Sin egen lycka eller eget fördärv
Men ska det ske till det priset
Och göras på det viset
Kalla mig för latis
Men lyckan får man gratis
Den köper ingen människa för en kär
Refräng
Ta det bara med ro, ta det bara med ro
Du finner nog din lycka och din tro
Maandag 23 januari 1989
Slowboat
Slowboat
Composer(s): Russell Mael; Ron Mael
Performer(s): Sparks
Slowboat takes me to your home everyday
And I wait for you knowing that you won't
come home, just today
For you've found someone new and you'll bid me adieu
And I leave you now, but I'll come back another day
Oooh, sail me far away
Slowboat, bring me back another day
Oooh, sail me far away
Slowboat sail off toward the seventh sea
Far away from you, but somehow coming
close again and again
And again as we near from some sign it appears
That you won't come home, you won't come home just today
Oooh, sail me far away
Slowboat, bring me back another day
Slowboat takes me where I'll always be
Far away from you, but knowing that you
won't come near me but you hear me
And you'll always be a true love to me
Though you're never home, I'll come back another day
Oooh, sail me far away
Slowboat, bring me back another day
Maandag 23 januari 1989
Ta Chanson
Ta Chanson
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Non je ne veux pas croire
Que dans d'autres mémoires
Il ne resterait rien
Rien de notre bel âge
Ni des mille visages
De notre amour sans fin
Si j'allais disparaître
Qui sait demain peut-être
À moitié du chemin
Sans faire ta chanson
Mon amour ma faiblesse
Trop de rimes se pressent
Dans la jungle d'idées
Qui courent dans ma tête
Il faut être poète
Pour les apprivoiser
De tous ces mots à naître
Qui resteront peut-être
Dans ma gorge serrée
Est faite ta chanson
Que de rudes batailles
Avons-nous vaille que vaille
Dû livrer chaque jour
Chacun tenant son rôle
Epaule contre épaule
Et gagnant malgré tout
De ce temps de patience
Pour que la vie commence
À se mettre à genoux
Est faite ta chanson
S'ils sont toujours les mêmes
Les mots de ce poème
N'appartiennent qu'à nous
Que ma voix se déchire
Les gens peuvent bien rire
Et me traiter de fou
Ce soir hors de moi-même
Je veux crier «Je t'aime»
Comme peuvent hurler les loups
Pour faire ta chanson ta chanson
Zondag 22 januari 1989
Touch My Life (With Summer)
Touch My Life (With Summer)
Composer(s): Svein Hundsnes
First performance by: Ellen Nikolaysen - 1975
You came along and touched my life with summertime
And filled my soul with rays of golden sunshine
You made me feel that somethin' real was waiting to be found
Changing my whole style, teaching me to smile
Every day, every way, let me stay in your summer
Summer, stay with me
Keep me warm, summer wine
Keep me warm, summertime
I feel the warmth of summer deep inside of me
And know the glow of love will show and free me
And when you're gone, I'll carry on with what you left in me
Something that will grow, everyone will know
Every day, every way, let me stay in your summer
Summer, stay with me
Keep me warm, summer wine
Keep me warm, summertime
I hope you'll be returning when next summer comes
Then we'll be three, together in the summer sun
Zondag 22 januari 1989
T.V. Eye
T.V. Eye
Composer(s): Ron Asheton; Dave Alexander
Performer(s): Iggy Pop; Empty Set;
Holy Bulls; The Stooges;
Deniz Tek; Wylde Ratttz
Lord
See that cat
Yeah I do mean you
See that cat
Yeah I do mean you
She got a TV eye on me
She got a TV eye
She got a TV eye on me, oh
See that cat
Down on her back
See that cat
Down on her back
She got a TV eye on me
She got a TV eye
She got a TV eye on me, oh
See that cat
Yeah I love her so
see that cat
Yeah I love her so
She got a TV eye on me
She got a TV eye
She got a TV eye on me, oh
Right on, right on, right on
See that cat
Yeah I love her so
see that cat
Yeah I love her so
She got a TV eye on me
She got a TV eye
She got a TV eye on me, oh
Zaterdag 21 januari 1989
Slow Twistin'
