Maandag 23 januari 1984
O Meu Guri
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Zondag 22 januari 1984
It Must Be Halloween
It Must Be Halloween
Performer(s): Andrew Gold
The ghost says boo
The cat says meow
The goblins say trick or treat
It must be halloween
The wolf howls owooooo
The wind blows wheeewww
The witches laugh hee hee hee
It must be halloween
Skeletons may dance about
By jack 'o lanterns light
Spooks and monsters are all out
'Cause the moon is full tonight
The slime goes slurp pop splat
The ooze goes bubble hiccup
It's yucky but it's fun tonight
It must be halloween
Skeletons may dance about
By jack 'o lanterns light
Spooks and monsters are all out
'Cause the moon is full tonight
The ghost says boo
The cat says meow
The goblins say trick or treat
It must be halloween
Zondag 22 januari 1984
O Meu Amor
O Meu Amor
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
O meu amor
Tem um jeito manso que é só seu
E que me deixa louca
Quando me beija a boca
A minha pele inteira fica arrepiada
E me beija com calma e fundo
Até minh'alma se sentir beijada, ai
O meu amor
Tem um jeito manso que é só seu
Que rouba os meus sentidos
Viola os meus ouvidos
Com tantos segredos lindos e indecentes
Depois brinca comigo
Ri do meu umbigo
E me crava os dentes, ai
Eu sou sua menina, viu?
E ele é o meu rapaz
Meu corpo é testemunha
Do bem que ele me faz
O meu amor
Tem um jeito manso que é só seu
De me deixar maluca
Quando me roça a nuca
E quase me machuca com a barba malfeita
E de pousar as coxas entre as minhas coxas
Quando ele se deita, ai
O meu amor
Tem um jeito manso que é só seu
De me fazer rodeios
De me beijar os seios
Me beijar o ventre
E me deixar em brasa
Desfruta do meu corpo
Como se o meu corpo fosse a sua casa, ai
Eu sou sua menina, viu?
E ele é o meu rapaz
Meu corpo é testemunha
Do bem que ele me faz
Zaterdag 21 januari 1984
It Might Be You
It Might Be You
Composer(s): Dave Grusin - Alan Bergman - Marilyn Bergman
Performer(s): Stephen Bishop
Time
I've been passing time watching trains go by
All of my life
Lying on the sand, watching seabirds fly
Wishing there would be
Someone waiting home for me
Something's telling me it might be you
It's telling me it might be you
All of my life
Looking back as lovers go walking past
All of my life
Wondering how they met and what makes it last
If I found the place
Would I recognise the face
Something's telling me it might be you
Yeah it's telling me it might be you
So many quiet walks to take
So many dreams to wake
And we've so much love to make
Oh, I think we've gonna need some time
Many be all we need is time
And it's telling me it might be you
All of my life
I've been saving love songs and lullabies
And there're so much more
No one's ever heard before
Something's telling me it might be you
Yeah, it's telling me it must be you
And I'm feeling it'll just be you
All of my life
May be it's you (it's you)
May be it's you (it's you)
I've been waiting for all of my life
Zaterdag 21 januari 1984
O Mein Papa
O Mein Papa
Composer(s): Paul Burkhard - Jürg Amstein
Performer(s): Eddie Calvert - 1953
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1953 - Oh My Papa
1954 - Oh Min Papa
1971 - Oh Mijn Papa
1990 - Pabbi Minn
Papa wie ein Pfeil
Sprang hinauf auf die Seil
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp!
Er spreizte die Beine
Ganz breit auseinand'
Sprang hoch in die Luft
Und stand auf der Hand
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp!
Lachte: Haha!
Und machte: Haßa
Ganz sachte Haßa
Und rief: Eh la hopp!
Eh la hopp! Eh la hopp!
Er ritt auf die Seil
Ganz hoch in die Luft
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp!
Das konnte er machen
Zwölf mal ohne Mih!
Er lachte dazu
Und fürchte sich nie!
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp!
O mein Papa
War eine wunderbare Clown
O mein Papa
War eine große Kinstler
Hoch auf die Seil
Wie war er herrlich anzuschau´n!
O mein Papa
War eine schöne Mann!
Wie, wie er lacht
Sein Mund sie sein so breit, so rot
Und seine Aug'
Wie Diamanten strahlen
O mein Papa
War eine wunderbare Clown
O mein Papa
War eine große Kinstler!
Hoch auf die Seil
Wie war er herrlich anzuschau'n!
O mein Papa
War eine schöne Mann!
Ein schöner Mann!
Ein schöner Mann!
Vrijdag 20 januari 1984
It Might As Well Rain Until September
It Might As Well Rain Until September
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin; Carole King
First release by: Carole King - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
What shall I write?
What can I say?
How can I tell you how much I miss you?
The weather here has been as nice as it can be
Althought it doesn't really matter much to me
For all the fun I'll have while you're so far away
It might as well rain until September
I don't need sunny skies for thing I like to do
'Cause I stay home the whole day long and think of you
As far as I'm concerned each day's a rainy day
So It might as well rain until September
My friends look forward to their picnics on the beach
Yes everybody loves the summertime
But you know darling while your arms are out of reach
The summer isn'[t any friend of mine
It doesn't matter whethee skies are grey or blue
It's raining in my heart 'cause I can't be with you
I'm only living for the day you're home to stay
So It might as well rain until September
September, September, oh
It might as well rain until September
Vrijdag 20 januari 1984
'O Marenariello
'O Marenariello
Composer(s): Salvatore Gambardella - Gennaro Ottaviano - Diodato Del Gazio
First recording: Emilia Persico - 1893
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1945 - I Have But One Heart (Frank Sinatra)
1972 - Mein Lied Heisst Heimweh (Karel Gott)
Oi' ne', fa priesto viene!
Nun me fa spanteca'!
Ca pure 'a rezza vene
Ca a mmare sto a mena'!
Stienneme sti braccelle
Aiutame a tira'...
Ca stu marenariello
Te vo' sem'abbraccia'!
Vicino 'o mare
Facimmo ammore
A ccore a ccore
Pe' ce spassa'...
So marenare
E tiro 'a rezza
Pe' la priezza
Stongo a muri'!
Vide che sbatte l'onne
Comme stu core cca'...
De lacreme te nfonne
Ca 'o faie 'nnammura'
E vide pure e stelle
Tu faie 'nnammura'...
Ca stu marenariello
Tu faie suspira'
Vicino 'o mare
Facimmo ammore
A ccore a ccore
Pe' ce spassa'...
So marenare
E tiro 'a rezza
Pe' la priezza
Stongo a muri'!
Donderdag 19 januari 1984
It Might As Well Be Spring
It Might As Well Be Spring
((French Version: C'est Le Printemps (Isabelle Aubret) - 1974))
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Richard Rodgers
First release by: Dick Haymes (with Victor Young and His Orch.) - 1945
Covered by multiple other artists
I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I'd say that I had Spring fever
But I know it isn't Spring
I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
Oh, why should I have Spring fever
When it isn't even Spring?
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street
Hearing words that I have never heard
>From a girl I've yet to meet
I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be Spring
It might as well be Spring
Donderdag 19 januari 1984
O Mama
O Mama
Composer(s): Kurt Feltz
Performer(s): Caterina Valente
Chor: In Balonesien heißt das einfach so:
O Mama
O Mama
O Mamajo
In Peru
In Peru tanzt man so
Der Baia
Der Baia
Der Baiajo
Macht dort unten die verliebten Leute froh
O Mama o Mama o Mamajo
Darum fahr ich noch heut' mit dir hin
Und dann tanzen wir zwei
Tanzen wir zwei
Baio-Bajai
Baio-Bajai!
Wie's verliebte Leute tun
Und dann tanzen wir zwei
Tanzen wir zwei
Baio-Bajai
Baio-Bajai!
Wie's verliebte Leute tun
Ole! Olaeo! Ole! Olao!
Ole! Olaeo! Ole! Olao!
Woensdag 18 januari 1984
C'est Le Printemps (Isabelle Aubret)
C'est Le Printemps
((Adapted from: It Might As Well Be Spring (Dick Haymes) - 1945))
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Richard Rodgers - Jean Sablon
Performer(s): Isabelle Aubret - 1974
and multiple other artists
Agitée comme un roseau dans la tourmente
Tout m'énerve et tout m'irrite en ce moment
Le monde me désenchante
Par ce beau jour de printemps
Fatiguée, désabusée et sans courage
Impatiente je ne sais plus ce qui m'attend
Je sens arriver l'orage
Par ce beau jour de printemps
Je voudrais me sentir loin d'ici
Fuir la vie de chaque jour
Et peut-être en m'évadant ainsi
Y trouverais-je l'amour
Les bourgeons des marronniers
De mon enfance
La jacinthe, l'aubépine et les lilas blancs
En vain me chantent leur romance
Douterais-tu du printemps?
Tout est si joyeux
Pourtant je suis malheureuse
D'où me vient tout ce tourment?
Ô mon ami, c'est le printemps
Woensdag 18 januari 1984
O Malandro
O Malandro
(versão livre)
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
O malandro/Na dureza
Senta à mesa/Do café
Bebe um gole/De cachaça
Acha graça/E dá no pé
O garçom/No prejuízo
Sem sorriso/Sem freguês
De passagem/Pela caixa
Dá uma baixa/No português
O galego/Acha estranho
Que o seu ganho/Tá um horror
Pega o lápis/Soma os canos
Passa os danos/Pro distribuidor
Mas o frete/Vê que ao todo
Há engodo/Nos papéis
E pra cima/Do alambique
Dá um trambique/De cem mil réis
O usineiro/Nessa luta
Grita(ponte que partiu)
Não é idiota/Trunca a nota
Lesa o Brasil/Do Brasil
Nosso banco/Tá cotado
'Tá cotado
No mercado/Exterior
Então taxa/A cachaça
A um preço/Assutador
Mas os ianques/Com seus tanques
Têm bem mais o/Que fazer
E proíbem/Os soldados
Aliados/De beber
A cachaça/Tá parada
Rejeitada/No barril
O alambique/Tem chilique
Contra o Brasil/Do Brasil
O usineiro/Faz barulho
Com orgulho/De produtor
Mas a sua/Raiva cega
Descarrega/No carregador
Este chega/Pro galego
Nega arreglo/Cobra mais
A cachaça/Tá de graça
Mas o frete/Como é que faz?
O galego/Tá apertado
Pro seu lado/Não tá bom
Então deixa/Congelada
A mesada/Do garçom
O garçom vê/Um malandro
Sai gritando/Pega ladrão
E o malandro/Autuado
É julgado e condenado culpado
Pela situação
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O Malandro No. 2
(versão livre)
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
O malandro/Tá na greta
Na sargeta/Do país
E quem passa/Acha graça
Na desgraça/Do infeliz
O malandro/Tá de coma
Hematoma/No nariz
E resgando/Sua bunda
Um funda/Cicatriz
O seu rosto/Tem mais mosca
Que a birosca/Do Mané
O malandro/É um presunto
De pé junto/E com chulé
O coitado/Foi encontrado
Mais furado/Que Jesus
E do estranho/Abdômen
Desse homem/Jorra pus
O seu peito/Putrefeito
Tá com jeito/De pirão
O seu sangue/Forma lagos
E os seus bagos/Estão no chão
O cadáver/Do indigente
É evidente/Que morreu
E no entanto/Ele se move
Como prova/O Galileu
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Dinsdag 17 januari 1984
It May Sound Silly
It May Sound Silly
Composer(s): Ivory Joe Hunter
Performer(s): The McGuire Sisters
and multiple other artists
It may sound silly for me to say this
After the way you broke my heart
But I still love you although we are apart
It may sound silly to say I miss you
I must confess that this is true
I want you only, cause no one else will do
The day we quarreled and you left me
Before you walked out through the door
I wanted to tell you how much I would miss you
But my pride wouldn't let me tell you so
It may sound sill but if you phone me
And ask forgiveness for doin me wrong
It may sound silly but I'd be waiting with open arms
Oh yes it may sound silly but if you phone me
And ask forgiveness for doin me wrong
It may sound silly but I'd be waiting with open arms
Dinsdag 17 januari 1984
O Leãozinho
O Leãozinho
Performer(s): Caetano Veloso
Gosto muito de te ver, leãozinho
Caminhando sob o sol
Gosto muito de você, leãozinho
Para desentristecer, leãozinho
O meu coração tão só
Basta eu encontrar você no caminho
Um filhote de leão, raio da manhã
Arrastando o meu olhar como um imã
O meu coração é o sol, pai de toda cor
Quando ele lhe doura a pele ao léu
Gosto de te ver ao sol, leãozinho
De te ver entrar no mar
Tua pele, tua luz, tua juba
Gosto de ficar ao sol, leãozinho
De molhar minha juba
De estar perto de você e entrar numa
Maandag 16 januari 1984
It May Be Winter Outside (But In My Heart It's Spring)
It May Be Winter Outside (But In My Heart It's Spring)
Composer(s): Barry White; Paul Politi
First release by: Felice Taylor - 1966
When the temperature dips
I miss my baby's arms
His tender finger tips
Knows just how to keep me warm
It may be zero degrees
With the snow falling down
But I've got warm and tender love
Just as long as he's around
It may be winter outside
But in my heart it's spring
How much joy and pleasure Baby
Can one guy bring me
Winter Nights can be awful cold
Without someone to hold
But when I have him next to me
Baby, I'm in ecstasy
It may be winter outside
But in my heart it's spring
How much joy and pleasure Baby
Can one guy bring me
Throughout my life
I've had my share of guys
But he's been the only one
Who can make my temperature rise
Things are just not the same
When he's not by my side
But yet I shouldn't complain
But be waitng with my arms open wide
It may be winter outside
But in my heart it's spring
How much joy and pleasure Baby
Can one guy bring me
It may be winter outside
But in my heart it's spring
How much joy and pleasure Baby
Can one guy bring me
It may be winter outside
But in my heart it's spring
How much joy and pleasure Baby
Can one guy bring me ...
Maandag 16 januari 1984
O Jumento
O Jumento
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Jumento não é
Jumento não é
O grande malandro da praça
Trabalha, trabalha de graça
Não agrada a ninguém
Nem nome não tem
É manso e não faz pirraça
Mas quando a carcaça ameaça rachar
Que coices, que coices
Que coices que dá
O pão, a farinha, o feijão, carne seca
Quem é que carrega? Hi-ho
O pão, a farinha, o feijão, carne seca
Limão, mexerica, mamão, melancia
Que é que carrega? Hi-ho
O pão, a farinha, o feijão, carne seca
Limão mexerica, mamão, melancia
A areia, o cimento, o tijolo, a pedreira
Quem é que carrega? Hi-ho
Jumento não é
Jumento não é
O grande malandro da praça
Trabalha, trabalha de graça
Não agrada a ninguém
Nem nome não tem
É manso e não faz pirraça
Mas quando a carcaça ameaça rachar
Que coices, que coices
Que coices que dá
Hi-hooooooooo
Zondag 15 januari 1984
It Makes No Difference Now
It Makes No Difference Now
Composer(s): Floyd Tillman
First release by: Cliff Bruner's Texas Wanderers - 1938
Covered by multiple other artists
Makes no difference now what kind of life fate hands me
I'll get a-long without you now, that's plain to see
I don't care what happens next, 'cause I'll get by somehow
I don't worry 'cause it makes no difference now
It was just a year ago when I first met you
I learned to love you and I thought you'd love me, too
But now that's all in the past and I'll forget somehow
I don't worry 'cause it makes no difference now
Now that we have really parted, I can't believe we're thru
I don't blame myself and I'm sure I can't blame you
There was something had to happen and it happened somehow
I don't worry 'cause it makes no difference now
After all is said and done I'll soon forget you
Altho' I know that it will be so hard to do
Let things happen as they will and I'll get by somehow
I don't worry 'cause it makes no difference now
Zondag 15 januari 1984
O Gringo
O Gringo
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
C'était à Rio de Janeiro
Une ampoule jaune pendait au plafond
Elle me demandait avec son regard étrange
Tu pars? Tu pars demain?
Elle a fait glisser sa bague
Autour de ses doigts et posé ses deux mains
Tout près de mon cœur et demandé des nouvelles
D'ailleurs, du monde entier
Sou o gringo que não fala brasileiro
Ele é o gringo que não fala brasileiro
Meu teto é o céu meu leito é o mar
Elle faisait Copacabana
Les vieux Allemands tristes
Et les marins saouls
Elle venait du Nord et croyait que la misère
Ici, c'était moins dur
Pendant que les grands s'affrontent
À coup de calibres, de whiskys glacés
Dans les grands salons de Leblon et d'Ipanema
Petit, tu peux crever
J'ai laissé tous mes cruzeiros
Au coin de son lit et je me suis cassé
Seul, dans les chemins qui descendent vers la mer
Le fric, les hauts-placés
Tu ne sauras pas criola
Que cette chanson je l'ai composée
Au petit matin, en descente de maconha
Pour toi, du monde entier
{ad libitum}
Zaterdag 14 januari 1984
It Makes No Difference
It Makes No Difference
Composer(s): Bert Kaempfert; Herbert Rehbein; Milt Gabler
Performer(s): Bert Kaempfert
and multiple other artists
It makes no difference if you care for me
I’ll find somebody else who cares
There’s plenty fish left in the deep blue sea
So don’t put on such fancy airs
You used to be my clinging vine
You for me and me for you
But now I’m not your valentine
So good-bye and so long!
Take a walk now and through
It makes no difference if you care for me
I’ll find somebody else who cares
You used to be my clinging vine
You for me and me for you
But now I’m not your valentine
So good-bye and so long!
Take a walk now and through
It makes no difference if you care for me
I’ll find somebody else who cares
Zaterdag 14 januari 1984
O Divã
O Divã
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos
Relembro a casa com varanda
Muitas flores na janela
Minha mãe lá dentro dela
Me dizia num sorriso
Mas na lágrima um aviso
Pra que eu tivesse cuidado
Na partida pro futuro
Eu ainda era puro
Mas num beijo disse adeus
Minha casa era modesta
Mas eu estava seguro
Não tinha medo de nada
Não tinha medo de escuro
Não temia trovoada
Meus irmãos à minha volta
E o meu pai sempre de volta
Trazia o suor no rosto
Nenhum dinheiro no bolso
Mas trazia esperanças
Essas recordações me matam (3x)
Por isso eu venho aqui
Relembro bem a festa, o apito
E na multidão o grito
O sangue no ninho branco
A paz de quem carregava
Em seus braços quem chorava
E no céu ainda olhava
E encontrava esperança
De um dia tão distante
Pelo menos por instantes
Encontrar a paz sonhada
Eu venho aqui me deito e falo
Pra você que só escuta
Não entende a minha luta
Afinal, de que me queixo
São problemas superados
Mas o meu passado vive
Em tudo que eu faço agora
Ele está no meu presente
Mas eu apenas desabafo
Confusões da minha mente
Vrijdag 13 januari 1984
It Looks Like Rain In Cherry Blossom Lane
