Maandag 6 april 1992
Hang On To Me
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Zondag 5 april 1992
Kärleken Är
Kärleken Är
Composer(s): Hakan Almqvist - Ingela "Pling" Forsman - Bobby Ljunggren
First performance by: Jill Johnson - 1998
Här, i den stilla gryningen
Kan jag känna, allting andas, igen
Dom tunga molnen
drev iväg med vindarna
Inga tårar, ifrån himlen
blir till regn
Vi, hör orden i en sång, som
finns kvar här i våra hjärtan
Nu, i lugnet efter storm
En ängel flög förbi
Mot himmelen så fri
Men hon lämnade sitt leende
på vår jord
Som en sol som värmer oss
Som ett himmelskt stjärnebloss
Så vi kan betrakta livets skeende
med en tro
Kärleken är
Och när natten sänker sig
Är vi trygga i varandras andetag
En vind, som smyger sig hit in
bär en doft utav vilda rosor
En ängel flög förbi
Mot himmelen så fri
Men hon lämnade sitt leende
på vår jord
Som en sol som värmer oss
Som ett himmelskt stjärnebloss
Så vi kan betrakta livets skeende
med en tro
Kärleken är
Oohh... Aahhh... Ohh
En ängel flög förbi
Mot himmelen så fri
Men hon lämnade sitt leende
på vår jord
Som en sol som värmer oss
Som ett himmelskt stjärnebloss
Så vi kan betrakta livets skeende
med en tro
Att kärleken är
Zondag 5 april 1992
Hang On To A Dream
Hang On To A Dream
French Title: Je M'Accroche À Mon Rêve
Composer(s): Tim Hardin
Performer(s): Tim Hardin;
and various other artists
What can I say, she's walking away
From what we've seen
What can I do, still loving you
It's all a dream
How can we hang on to a dream
How can it ever be the way it seems
What can I do, she's saying we're through
With how it was
What will I try, I still don't see why
She says what she does
How can we hang on to a dream
How can it ever be the way it seems
What can I say, she's walking away
From what we've seen
What can I do, still loving you
It's all a dream
How can we hang on to a dream
How can it ever be the way it seems
How can we hang on to a dream
What can I say, she's walking away
From what we've seen
What can I do, still loving you
It's all a dream
How can we hang on to a dream
How can it will it be the way it seems
How can we hang on to a dream
Zaterdag 4 april 1992
Sous Les Ponts De Paris
Sous Les Ponts De Paris
(English Version: Under The Bridges Of Paris)
Composer(s): Jean Rodor - Vincent Scotto
Performer(s): Lucienne Delyle
and multiple other artists
Pour aller à Suresnes ou bien à Charenton
Tout le long de la Seine on passe sous les ponts
Pendants le jour, suivant son cours
Tout Paris en bateau défile
L' cœur plein d'entrain, ça va, ça vient
Mais l' soir lorsque tout dort tranquille.......
Sous les ponts de Paris, lorsque descend la nuit
Tout's sort's de gueux se faufil'nt en cachette
Et sont heureux de trouver une couchette
Hôtel du courant d'air, où l'on ne paie pas cher
L'parfum et l'eau c'est pour rien mon marquis
Sous les ponts de Paris
A la sortie d' l'usine, Julot rencontre Nini
Ça va t'y la rouquine, c'est la fête aujourd'hui
Prends ce bouquet, quelqu's brins d' muguet
C'est peu mais c'est tout' ma fortune
Viens avec moi; j' connais l'endroit
Où l'on n' craint même pas l'clair de lune
Sous les ponts de Paris, lorsque descend la nuit
Comme il n'a pas de quoi s' payer une chambrette
Un couple heureux vient s'aimer en cachette
Et les yeux dans les yeux faisant des rêves bleus
Julot partage les baisers de Nini
Sous les ponts de Paris
Rongée par la misère, chassée de son logis
L'on voit un' pauvre mère avec ses trois petits
Sur leur chemin, sans feu ni pain
Ils subiront leur sort atroce
Bientôt la nuit la maman dit
Enfin ils vont dormir mes gosses
Sous les ponts de Paris, lorsque descend la nuit
Viennent dormir là tout près de la Seine
Dans leur sommeil ils oublieront leur peine
Si l'on aidait un peu, tous les vrais miséreux
Plus de suicid's ni de crim's dans la nuit
Sous les ponts de Paris
Zaterdag 4 april 1992
Hang On The Bell, Nellie
Hang On The Bell, Nellie
Performer(s): The Chad Mitchell Trio; Billy Cotton
The scene was in the jailhouse, and if curfew rang that night
Nell's dad in number 13 cell would go out like a light
She knew her dad was innocent, so plucky Little Nell
She tied her tender torso to the clapper of the bell
Hang on the bell, Nellie, hang on the bell
Your poor daddy's locked in a cold prison cell
As you swing to the left, Nellie swing to the right
Remember that curfew bell must never ring tonight
It all started when sweet Nellie said, "No! No!" to Handsome Jack
And struggled for her virtue there down by the railroad track
Nell's dad came to her rescue as the train roared down the line
Jack fell back across the track and paid the price of crime
Nell's dad he got arrested, and brought up before the Law
The Sheriff said, "Old Handsome Jack ain't handsome any more"
Poor Nell she cried and pleaded, but the jury didn't care
They didn't have a sofa, so they offered him the chair
They pulled upon the bell rope, but there was no ting-a-ling
They could not get their foul deed done, for curfew would not ring
To and fro aloft swung Nell, while below they pulled and heaved
When suddenly a voice cried "Stop! Your daddy's been reprieved!"
They cut her fair young body down, while she made protests weak
And as they laid her out upon the ground, she cried in girlish pique
"Look I tried to save my daddy, which was true a noble thing
But still, while I was up there, man I learned it's fun to swing"
Hang on the bell, Nellie, hang on the bell
So your poor daddy's sprung from his cold prison cell
As you swing to the left, Nellie swing to the right
No matter when that curfew rings, we're gonna swing tonight
Vrijdag 3 april 1992
Under The Bridges Of Paris
Under The Bridges Of Paris
(French Version: Sous Les Ponts De Paris)
Composer(s): Jean Rodor - Vincent Scotto - Dorcas Cochran
Performer(s): Eartha Kitt
and multiple other artists
How would you like to be
Down by the Seine with me
Oh what I'd give for a moment or two
Under the bridges of Paris with you
Darling I'd hold you tight
Far from the eyes of night
Under the bridges of Paris with you
I'd make your dreams come true
(How would you like to be
Down by the Seine with me
Oh what I'd give for a moment or two
Under the bridges of Paris with you)
Darling I'd hold you tight
Far from the eyes of night
Under the bridges of Paris with you
I'd make your dreams come true
Vrijdag 3 april 1992
Hang On Sloopy
Hang On Sloopy
Composer(s): Wes Farrell; Bert Russell
Performer(s): The McCoys
Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on
Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on
Sloopy lives in a very bad part of town
And everybody there tries to put my Sloopy down
Sloopy I don't care what your daddy do
'Cause you know Sloopy girl I'm in love with you
And so I'm singing...
Chorus:
Yeah yeah yeah yeah...
Sloopy let your hair down girl, let it run down on me
Sloopy let your hair down girl, let it run down on me
Come on Sloopy
Come on, come on
Come on Sloopy
Come on, come on
Well come on Sloopy
Come on, come on
Well come on Sloopy
Come on, come on
Well it feels so good
Come on, come on
You know it feels so good
Come on, come on
Well shake it, shake it, shake it Sloopy
Come on, come on
Well shake it, shake it, shake it yeah
Yeah...
Donderdag 2 april 1992
Hemel En Aarde
Hemel En Aarde
First performance by: Edsilia Rombley - 1998
Nederland was koel en kil en dan vooral het weer
De wind die laat nooit stil en mijn liefdes leven des te meer
Wat ik in jou ogen las ontsnapte bij mij het vuur
Zo word nog wel is onderschat de kracht van de natuur
Hemel en aarde bewegen als jij voor mij staat
Het is voor mij bewezen dat het lot bestaat
Hemel en aarde gaan open als jij mij aanraakt
Ik wilde nooit geloven maar er is meer tussen hemel en aarde
Zwarte luchten breken open aan de horizon
Nu zal ik me warmen aan de stralen van de zon
Ik heb de liefde geprobeerd maar het was nooit wat het leek
Maar ik zag de toekomst toen ik in jouw ogen keek
Hemel en aarde bewegen als jij voor mij staat
Het is voor mij bewezen dat het lot bestaat
Hemel en aarde gaan open als jij mij aanraakt
Ik wilde nooit geloven maar er is meer tussen hemel en aarde
Als jij voor mij staat, dat het lot bestaat
Hemel en aarde gaan open als jij mij aanraakt
Ik wilde nooit geloven maar er is meer
Als jij voor mij staat, dat het lot bestaat
Hemel en aarde
Ik wilde nooit geloven, maar er is meer tussen hemel en aarde
Donderdag 2 april 1992
Hang In Long Enough
Hang In Long Enough
Composer(s): Phil Collins
Performer(s): Phil Collins; The Starlite Orch.
The signs are getting clearer, clearer than you need
The writing's on the wall, for you to see
You never thought you'd ever get the taste
You never thought that it could be this good
Just tell me what you want and I'll find the key
Reach out and touch it's all yours
If you hang in long enough, you'll do it
Just hang in long enough
You're down on the ground, or so you say
You'd sell the hole in your pocket, if you could find a way
Don't ask me how I know, you don't wanna hear
It's been a long hard road, and the end is getting near
You never thought you'd ever get the chance
You never thought your break would come along
If you tell me what you want, I'll find the key
Just reach out and touch it's all yours
If you hang in...
They always say
The best things in life are free
But you want to have everything
Well you're going to have to beg if you want it all
So hang in long enough, you'll do it
Hang in long enough
They'll let you out, then pull you in
Playing hell with your emotions
You'll feel like giving in.
So just hang in long enough...
Woensdag 1 april 1992
Sous Le Soleil Exactement
Sous Le Soleil Exactement
(English Version: The Sun Directly Overhead - 1995)
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
First release by: Anna Karina - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Un point précis sous le tropique
Du Capricorne ou du Cancer
Depuis j'ai oublié lequel
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous
Etait-ce le Nouveau-Mexique
Vers le Cap Horn, vers le Cap Vert
Etait-ce sur un archipel
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous
Dans quel pays, dans quel district
C'était tout au bord de la mer
Depuis j'ai oublié laquelle
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous
C'est sûrement un rêve érotique
Que je me fais les yeux ouverts
Et pourtant si c'était réel?
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous
Woensdag 1 april 1992
Handy Man
Handy Man
Composer(s): Otis Blackwell; Jimmy "Handyman" Jones
Performer(s): Del Shannon;
and various other artists
Hey girls, gather round
Listen to what I'm putting down
Hey babe, I'm your handy man
I'm not the kind to use a pencil or rule
I'm handy with love and I'm no fool
I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can
If your broken heart should need repair
Then I'm the man to see
I whisper sweet things, you tell all your friends
They'll come runnin' to me
Here is the main thing I want to say
I'm busy 24 hours a day
I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can
Come, come, come
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come, come, come
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They'll come runnin' to me
That's me
I'm your handy man
Come a come a come a come a come come
Yeah..... yeah yeah
Dinsdag 31 maart 1992
Where Are You? (Imaani)
Where Are You?
Composer(s): Scott English - Phil Manikiza - Simon Stirling
First performance by: Imaani - 1998
I see your picture in a frame
I see a face without a name
Riding alone on an empty train
Where are you?
I live in a house of broken hearts
Leaves are falling in the park
Every day is a question mark
Where are you?
I would drive through the rain (to find you)
Walk a desert plain (behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Through the storm I call your name (to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Lying in my room at night
Silhouettes are dressed in white
Waiting for the morning light
Where are you?
Each day you will live and learn
As the wheels of heaven turn
For you my candle burns
Where are you?
I would drive through the rain (to find you)
Walk a desert plain (behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Through the storm I call your name (to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
(So near) so near
(So far) so far
Out there I can almost touch you
You're here in my mind all the time
Where are you now?
(I would drive through the rain) to find you
(Walk a desert plain behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Through the storm (I call your name to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you?
Where are you now?
(I would drive through the rain to find you)
(Walk a desert plain behind you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Through the storm (I call your name to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
(If you unlock these chains)
Dinsdag 31 maart 1992
Handy
Handy
Composer(s): Andy Powell; Ted Turner;
Martin Turner; Steve Upton
Performer(s): Wishbone Ash
Was sat down by my fire, hear a voice of desire
Want to be friends again
I keep tellin’ you,man, she’s only a pain
She don’t fit in my scene
She don’t fit in my world no more
And the best has to stay
Keep knockin’ on my door
She’s gone away
We’re kickin’ the thoughts around the floor
Maandag 30 maart 1992
Sous Le Ciel De Paris
Sous Le Ciel De Paris
((English Version: Under Paris Skies (by Frank Chacksfield) - 1952))
Composer(s): Jean Dréjac - Hubert Giraud
First performance by: Jean Bretonnière - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists
Sous le ciel de Paris
S’envole une chanson
Elle est née d’aujourd’hui
Dans le coeur d’un garçon
Sous le ciel de Paris
Marchent les amoureux
Leur bonheur se construit
Sur un fait pour eux
Sous le pont de Bercy
Un philosophe assis
Deux musiciens, quelques badauds
Puis des gens par milliers
Sous le ciel de Paris
Jusqu’au soir vont chanter
L’hymne d’un peuple épris
De sa vieille Cité
Prés de Notre-Dame
Parfois couve un drame
Oui, mais à Paname
Tout peut s’arranger
Quelques rayons du ciel d’été
L’accordéon d’un marinier
L’espoir fleurit
Au ciel de Paris
Sous le ciel de Paris
Coule un fleuve joyeux
Il endort dans la nuit
Les clochards et les gueux
Sous le ciel de Paris
Les oiseaux du Bon Dieu
Viennent du monde entier
Pour bavarder entre eux
Et le ciel de Paris
A son secret pour lui
Depuis vingt siècles il est épris
De notre île Saint-Louis
Quand elle lui sourit
Il met son habit bleu
Quand il pleut sur Paris
C’est qu’il est malheureux
Quand il est trop jaloux
De ses millions d’amants
Il fait gronder sur eux
Son tonnerre éclatant
Mais le ciel de Paris n’est pas longtemps cruel...
Pour se faire pardonner, il offre un arc-en-ciel...
Maandag 30 maart 1992
Handsome Johnny
Handsome Johnny
Composer(s): Lou Gossett; Richie Havens
Performer(s): Richie Havens; The Flaming Lips
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Concord?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand
Marching to the Concord war, hey marching to the Concord war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Gettysburg?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a flintlock in his hand
Marching to the Gettysburg war, hey marching to the Gettysburg war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Dunkirk?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a carbine in his hand
Marching to the Dunkirk war, hey marching to the Dunkirk war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Korea?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M1 in his hand
Marching to the Korean war, hey marching to the Korean war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Vietnam?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M15
Marching to the Vietnam war, hey marching to the Vietnam war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Birmingham?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with his hand rolled in a fist
Marching to the Birmingham war, hey marching to the Birmingham war
Hey, it's a long hard road, it's a long hard road
It's a long hard road, before we'll be free
Hey, what's the use of singing this song, some of you are not even listening
Tell me what it is we've got to do: wait for our fields to start glistening
Wait for the bullets to start whistling
Here comes a hydrogen bomb, here comes a guided missile
Here comes a hydrogen bomb: I can almost hear its whistle
Zondag 29 maart 1992
Se Eu Te Pudesse Abraçar
Se Eu Te Pudesse Abraçar
First performance by: Alma Lusa - 1998
Todas as terras do mundo
Têm alma de Portugal
Onde quer que estejas
Onde quer que vás
A saudade já lá está
Se eu te pudesse abraçar
E depois falar contigo
Tinha tanta coisa para te contar
Meu irmão e meu amigo
Caminhar, caminhar
Faz-se caminho ao andar
Terra mãe, pátria lar
Que a distancia faz chorar
Navegar, navegar
Sobre a terra e sobre o mar
É preciso acreditar
Se eu te pudesse abraçar.
Em todas as partes do Mundo
Há gente de Portugal
Com saudade de alguém que deixou alguém
Do outro lado do mar
Se eu te pudesse abraçar
E depois falar contigo
Tinha tanta coisa para te dizer
Meu irmão e meu amigo
Caminhar, .....
Zondag 29 maart 1992
Hands Across The Table
Hands Across The Table
Composer(s): Mitchell Parish; Jean Delettre
Performer(s): Coleman Hawkins;
and various other artists
Dinner is ended, the music is grand
Softly the lanterns gleam
Isn't it splendid to sit hand in hand
Silently lost in a dream?
Hands across the table
While the lights are low
Tho' you hush your lips
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly
And they say in their little way
That you belong to me
Silence is golden, so do not reply
And I shall understand
All can be told in a look of your eye
And in a touch of your hand
Hand across the table
While the lights are low
Tho' you hush your lips
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly
And they say in their little way
That you belong to me
Zaterdag 28 maart 1992
Soupçons
Soupçons
(Adapted from: Suspicious Minds - 1968)
(Italian Version: Ultimo Tango A Memphis - 1997)
Composer(s): Mark James - Michel Mallory
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1973
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser
On fait mourir les rêves avec des soupçons
Et un amour s'achève avec des soupçons
Toi tu doutes de moi, moi je doute de toi
On imagine tout ce qu'on ne sait pas, oh oui
On se dit des mots des mots qui sonnent faux
On ment du cœur on ment des lèvres
On fait mourir les rêves avec des soupçons
Et un amour s'achève avec des soupçons
Écoute que ton cœur il sait
Combien je t'aime malgré tout
Si tu lisais dans mes yeux, je sais
Que toujours tu verrais vérité
Vérité, vérité, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser...
Zaterdag 28 maart 1992
Hands Across The Sea
Hands Across The Sea
Performer(s): Shirley Bassey
If I could reach out
With my hands across the sea
I'd take you in my arms
And never set you free
How I'd hold you and hold you
Forever more in my heart
My love would be there
With my hands across the sea
To tell you what I feel
And what you mean to me
I'd then hold you and hold you
And never more would we part
But you're much too far
For my hands to reach out
For my heart to remind you of me
Too long is the distance between us
Too wide and too deep is the sea
Now, I can't reach out
With my hands across the sea
But there's one thing I can do
I can hope, I can pray
I can wait for you
Vrijdag 27 maart 1992
Ultimo Tango A Memphis
