Dinsdag 30 november 1993
Honesty
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Maandag 29 november 1993
Have Some Fun
Have Some Fun
Composer(s): Stano Šimor - Gordon Pogoda
First performance by: Tereza Kerndlová - 2008
(We're gathered here today)
Sometimes we open a door to hope
Then baby we're hopin' the door won't close
We look all around, our future is standing there
Can't you see you're my future?
We really get along
Just like the sun goes with the sunshine
Like a grape goes with a grapevine
But you think in a blink that I'll be bad to you
If you wanna have some fun, don't run
Don't walk away when I'm your summer sun
If you wanna know real love and have some fun
Hmm... then baby don't run
I know your history makes you shy
Oh baby, it's no mystery why you fly
I'm not like the girls, the girls who just come and go
And with me you won't go solo
We really get along
Just like the stars go with the starshine
Like a ring goes with a bell chime
But you say I won't stay, you think I'll pull away
If you wanna have some fun, don't run
Don't turn away from me when I am the one
I'm the one who shakes your clouds away
Whenever rainy days make you insane
If you wanna have some fun, don't run
Don't walk away when I'm your summer sun
If you wanna know real love and have some fun
Hmm... then baby don't run
I'll even walk you to the moon
Walk down the beach all afternoon
I just wanna be your friend for fun, fun, fun
If you wanna have some fun, don't run
Don't walk away when I'm your summer sun
I'm the one who shakes your clouds away
Whenever rainy days make you insane
If you wanna have some fun, don't run
Don't walk away when I'm your summer sun
If you wanna know real love and have some fun
Hmm....then baby don't run
Maandag 29 november 1993
Honest Lullaby
Honest Lullaby
Composer(s): Joan Baez
Performer(s): Joan Baez
Early early in the game
I taught myself to sing and play
And use a little trickery
On kids who never favored me
Those were years of crinoline slips
And cotton skirts and swinging hips
And dangerously painted lips
And stars of stage and screen
Pedal pushers, ankle socks
Padded bras and campus jocks
Who hid their vernal equinox
In pairs of faded jeans
And slept at home resentfully
Coveting their dreams
And often have I wondered
How the years and I survived
I had a mother who sang to me
An honest lullaby
Yellow, brown, and black and white
Our Father bless us all tonight
I bowed my head at the football games
And closed the prayer in Jesus' name
Lusting after football heroes
tough Pachuco, little Neroes
Forfeiting my A's for zeroes
Futures unforeseen
Spending all my energy
In keeping my virginity
And living in a fantasy
In love with Jimmy Dean
If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy
I will be your queen
And often have I wondered
How the years and I survived
I had a mother who sang to me
An honest lullaby
I travelled all around the world
And knew more than the other girls
Of foreign languages and schools
Paris, Rome and Istanbul
But those things never worked for me
The town was much too small you see
And people have a way of being
Even smaller yet
But all the same though life is hard
And no one promised me a garden
Of roses, so I did okay
I took what I could get
And did the things that I might do
For those less fortunate
And often have I wondered
How the years and I survived
I had a mother who sang to me
An honest lullaby
Now look at you, you must be growing
A quarter of an inch a day
You've already lived near half the years
You'll be when you go away
With your teddy bears and alligators
Enterprise communicators
All the tiny aviators head into the sky
And while the others play with you
I hope to find a way with you
And sometimes spend a day with you
I'll catch you as you fly
Or if I'm worth a mother's salt
I'll wave as you go by
And if you should ever wonder
How the years and you'll survive
Honey, you've got a mother who sings to you
Dances on the strings for you
Opens her heart and brings to you
An honest lullaby
Zondag 28 november 1993
Still The Same
Still The Same
(French Version: Toujours Le Même - 1981)
Composer(s): Bob Seger
First release by: Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band - 1978
You always won, everytime you placed a bet
You're still damn good, no one's gotten to you yet
Everytime they were sure they had you caught
You were quicker than they thought
You'd just turn your back and walk
You always said, the cards would never do you wrong
The trick you said was never piay the game too long
A gambler's share, the only risk that you would take
The only loss you could forsake
The only bluff you couldn't fake
And you're still the same
I caught up with you yesterday
Moving game to game
No one standing in your way
Turning on the charm
Long enough to get you by
You're still the same
You still aim high
There you stood, everybody watched you play
I just turned and walked away
I had nothing left to say
'Cause you're still the same
You're still the same
Moving game to game
Some thlngs never change
You're still the same
Zondag 28 november 1993
Homme Tout Petit
Homme Tout Petit
Composer(s): Jean-Michel Rivat; Frank Thomas
Performer(s): France Gall
Je suis la femme de Pablo de Rossignol
Celui qui chante sur ton balcon
Qui va qui vient qui vole
Dans ta maison il faisait bon je suis venue
Si je t'ai aimé 20 minutes n'en demande pas plus
Ne me retiens pas ici
Homme tout petit ton cœur je l'ai pris
Pourtant j'aime mieux siffler sur les cerisiers
Et homme tout petit un air de violon
Chante mes quatre saisons et voilà ma vie
Je suis la femme de Pablo de Rossignol
Et toi tu as quatre maisons un âne une carriole
Tu voudrais m'enfermer et me garder pour toi
À courir après les richesses as-tu beaucoup de joie
Que fais-tu donc de la vie
Homme tout petit ton cœur je l'ai pris
Pourtant j'aime mieux siffler sur les cerisiers
Et homme tout petit un air de violon
Chante mes quatre saisons et voilà ma vie
Homme tout petit ton cœur je l'ai pris
Pourtant j'aime mieux siffler sur les cerisiers
Et homme tout petit un air de violon
Chante mes quatre saisons et voilà ma vie
Zaterdag 27 november 1993
Toujours Le Même
Toujours Le Même
(Adapted from: Still The Same - 1978)
Composer(s): Bob Seger - Michel Mallory
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1981
Me revoilà
Je n'ai pas su t'oublier
Et cette fois
Je ne veux plus m'en aller
Tu es là
Plus belle que par le passé
Et tu si as si peu changé
Le temps a dû s'arrêter
Me revoilà
La vie ne m'a pas calmé
Il n'y a que toi qui puisse m'apprivoiser
J'ai brisé toutes mes cages dorées
Où elles voulaient m'enfermer
Ces filles que j'ai pu aimer
Je suis le même
Oui, je t'aime
Malgré ma vie, oui, je t'aime
Je suis le même
Oui, je t'aime
Malgré ma vie, oui, je t'aime
Je suis le même
Je suis ce fou qui t'aimais
Oui, je t'aime
Oui, je t'aime
Toujours le même
Je n'ai même pas de regrets
Mon amour pour toi
Le temps n'y a pas touché
Oui, je t'aime
Oui, je t'aime
Pour toi et moi
Non, rien n'a changé
Oui, je t'aime
Oui, je t'aime
Oui, je t'aime
Oui, je t'aime
J'ai brûlé tous les ponts de mon passé
Pour n'y jamais retourner
Oh, tu vois je n'ai pas changé
Je suis le même
Oui, je t'aime
Malgré ma vie, oui, je t'aime
Oh! Je suis le même
Oui, je t'aime
Malgré ma vie, oui, je t'aime
Ouh! Toujours le même
Oui, je t'aime
Malgré ma vie, oui, je t'aime
Ouh! Toujours le même
Oui, je t'aime
Malgré ma vie, oui, je t'aime
Zaterdag 27 november 1993
Hommages
Hommages
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Je voudrais rendre hommage à ceux qui m'ont fait vivre
En rallumant l'espoir un jour à l'horizon
Leur dédier à chacun mon âme comme un livre
Et leur offrir à tous un vers à ma façon
Celui qui m'a ouvert le plus grand de ses vins
Pour y noyer ma peine
Celui qui m'a cité les philosophes indiens
Dont l'âme était sereine
Celui qui sans jamais prononcer le mot Dieu
M'a fait croire en les hommes
Les deux qui m'ont appris à vivre plus heureux
Par l'amour que l'on donne
Celle qui m'a dit un jour que son amour pour moi
Serait toujours le même
Toi qui redessinais les lignes de ma main
Pour y glisser la tienne
Celui qui m'enseignait dans ma propre musique
A trouver l'harmonie
Celle qui m'a porté par delà ses blessures
Au sommet de ma vie
Celui qui m'a fait croire aux plus fous de mes rêves
En y rêvant aussi
Ont éclairé ma route en apaisant mes doutes
Et m'ont rendu la vie
Et si j'ai pu franchir les murs de mon silence
C'est grâce à tous les gens qui m'ont ouvert le cœur
Et fait la courte échelle au sortir de l'enfance
Pour m'aider à grandir en force et en bonheur
Et c'est en remontant les douloureux méandres
En revoyant parfois le chemin parcouru
Que j'ai pu mesurer ce qu'il reste à apprendre
Effacer les tristesses et tout le temps perdu
Je voulais rendre hommage à ceux qui m'ont fait vivre
En rallumant l'espoir un jour dans ma maison
Leur dédier à chacun mon âme comme un livre
Et leur offrir à tous un vers à ma façon
Vrijdag 26 november 1993
DJ, Take Me Away
DJ, Take Me Away
Composer(s): Dian Savov
First performance by: Deep Zone & Balthazar - 2008
When the night falls down, I want you
DJ, please, take me away
And when the lights go down, I need you
DJ, please, take me away
When the night falls down, I want you
DJ, please, take me away
And when the lights go down, I need you
DJ, please, take me away
I'll take you away
Take me away
I'll take you away
Take me away
When the night falls down, I want you
DJ, please, take me away
And when the lights go down, I need you
DJ, please, take me away
When the night falls down, I want you
DJ, please, take me away
And when the lights go down, I need you
DJ, please, take me away
I'll take you away
Take me away
I'll take you away
Take me away
Take me away
Vrijdag 26 november 1993
Hommage Au Passant D'un Soir
Hommage Au Passant D'un Soir
Composer(s): Yves Duteil
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Quand je jouais de la guitare
Par plaisir ou par désespoir
Rue Dufour et Rue Vaugirard
J'arrêtais vers onze heures du soir
Je fouillais mes carnets d'adresses
Pour trouver deux sous de tendresse
Des amours que le petit jour emportait sans cesse
J'ignorais ce qu'était ma vie
J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie
De chanter pour être moins triste et moins seul aussi
Puis un soir, pour m'encourager
Un passant, surgi du passé
M'avait dit des mots qui depuis ne m'ont plus quitté
Quand je jouais de la guitare
Avenue de l'Observatoire
J'ignorais que dans ton regard
Le bonheur était provisoire
J'écrivais des chansons d'amour
Et chacun s'asseyait autour
Des sourires étaient ma récompense et tu souris toujours
J'ignorais ce qu'était ta vie
J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie
De chanter pour que tout soit bien quand le ciel est gris
Tout autour dans nos univers
Le printemps virait à l'hiver
Et les jours du calendrier passaient à l'envers
Puis j'ai joué de la guitare
Sur ton cœur et loin des regards
Tout le reste était dérisoire
Le présent perdait la mémoire
Je vivais mes chansons d'amour
J'avais peur de te perdre un jour
Et j'aimais les bruits de l'école en bas dans ta cour
J'ignorais si c'était ma vie
J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie
De continuer mon chemin vers le paradis
Je respirais tout doucement
J'avais peur d'éveiller le temps
Qui dormait dans nos souvenirs, et j'étais content
J'ignorais si c'était ma vie
J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie
De continuer mon chemin vers le paradis
Je respirais tout doucement
J'avais peur d'éveiller ce temps
Qui dormait dans nos souvenirs, et j'étais content
Je rêvais de m'en souvenir depuis si longtemps
Quand je jouais de la guitare
Pour te plaire ou pour t'émouvoir
En hommage au passant d'un soir
J'écrivais pour l'amour de l'art
J'ignorais que c'était ma vie
J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie
De chanter pour que tu sois fière de m'avoir choisi
Donderdag 25 november 1993
Still The One
Still The One
Composer(s): Johanna Hall - John Hall
First release by: Orleans - 1976
We've been together since way back when
Sometimes I never want to see you again
But I want you to know, after all these years
You're still the one I want whisperin' in my ear
You're still the one I want to talk to in bed
Still the one that turns my head
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
I looked at your face every day
But I never saw it 'til I went away
When winter came, I just wanted to go
Deep in the desert, I longed for the snow
You're still the one that makes me laugh
Still the one that's my better half
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You're still the one that makes me strong
Still the one I want to take along
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
Changing, our love is going gold
Even though we grow old, it grows new
You're still the one that I love to touch
Still the one and I can't get enough
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You're still the one who can scratch my itch
Still the one and I wouldn't switch
We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You are still the one that makes me shout
Still the one that I dream about
We're still having fun, and you're still the one...
Donderdag 25 november 1993
Hominy Grits
Hominy Grits
Composer(s): Smiley Burnette
Performer(s): Merle Travis;
and various other artists
Oh give me some hominy grits
And some red sugar-cured ham
Give me a great big bowl of gravy
I'd be such a happy man
If I could see the magnolias and azaleas in bloom
Let me up to the table and give me lots of elbow room
Then pass me that mammy fried okie
And some good old black eyed peas
Give me a hay rack full of biscuits
Make my coffee black if you please
If you feed me out of Dixie in a style so grand
You'll have yourself a happy man
Sorghum molasses
You'll have yourself a happy man
Now give me some of the hominy grits boy
Or shut my mouth with a great big slab of that sugar-cured ham
And about a half a gallon of this old thickened gravy
And brother you're gonna have yourself a mighty happy man
Well it seems like when you eat stuff like that
You can see the magnolias on them honeysuckles
Well you knows that they're in bloom
Oh set me down to that table, boy, scoot over
And give me lots of elbow room
Then pass me that mammy-fried okie
And some good old black eyed peas
Give me a hayrack full of hot biscuits
And make my coffee black if you please
If you feed me out of Dixie in a style oh so grand
You'll have yourself a happy man
Sorghum molasses
You'll have yourself a happy man
Woensdag 24 november 1993
O Julissi Na Jalini
O Julissi Na Jalini
Composer(s): Michel Vangheluwe
First performance by: Ishtar - 2008
O julissi na jalini
O julissi na ditini
O bulo diti non slukati
Sestrone dina katsu
O julissi na ti buku
O julissi na katinu
Dvoranu mojani bidna
Marusi naja otcha tu
(Pokoli sestro moja kona) Moja kona
(Pokoli meni dita boja) Dita boja
(Jalina pitsu marusinja) Marusinja
(Kolosali) krokodili
O julissi na jalini
O julissi na ditini
O bulo diti non slukati
Sestrone dina katsu
O julissi na ti buku
O julissi na katinu
Dvoranu mojani bidna
Marusi naja otcha tu
(Pokoli sestro moja kona) Moja kona
(Pokoli meni dita boja) Dita boja
(Jalina pitsu marusinja) Marusinja
(Kolosali) krokodili
O julissi na jalini
O julissi na ditini
O bulo diti non slukati
Sestrone dina katsu
O julissi na slukati
O julissi na kotchali
Od nu je dvorian ne si bili
Precko sti budo najali
O julissi na ja
O julissi na jalini
O julissi na ditini
O bulo diti non slukati
Sestrone dina katsu
O julissi na jalini
O julissi na ditini
O bulo diti non slukati
Sestrone dina katsu
Woensdag 24 november 1993
Homework
Homework
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Mary McCarty
I'm so tired of working in an office
And it's making me blue
There is work that don't require an office
That I'm anxious to do
Homework, I want to do homework
Instead of an office, I want to work home
Staying at home and crocheting
And meekly obeying
The guy who comes home
A cozy kitchen to be in there pitchin'
Is the thing I'm longing to do
To be there learning when a steak needs turning
And just what goes into a stew
Homework, I want to do homework
A genius who sits and plans with pots and pans at home
A genius who bakes a pie that keeps a guy at home
Homework, I want to do homework
Instead of an office, I want to work home
Messing around with French dressing
And slightly impressing
The guy who comes home
I long to settle with a steaming kettle
And a frying pan and a pot
And be the keeper of a carpet sweeper
That's the one ambition I've got
Homework, I want to do homework
A genius who has a way that makes him stay at home
A genius who has what takes that makes or breaks a home
Homework, I want to do homework
Instead of an office, I want to work home
Patching his trousers and matching
The part that keeps scratching
The guy who comes home
A table wiper who can change a diaper
Is the thing I'd like to be best
And be the master of a mustard plaster
When the cold goes down to his chest
Homework, I want to do homework
A genius who does her part so he don't start to roam
A genius who earns her keep that makes him sleep at home
Dinsdag 23 november 1993
Still My Heart Believes
Still My Heart Believes
Composer(s): Merrill Osmond
Performer(s): Merrill Osmond
I’ve never seen rainbows ever touch the ground
I’ve never seen harps with any angels around
I’ve never seen anyone heaven bound
Still my heart believes
I’ve never heard voices really pierce the veil
I’ve never had a dream hit the Richter scale
I’ve never seen peace on earth ever prevail
Still my heart believes
'Cause there’s this love in the center
Where my fading heart can enter
It’s where peace and joy arise
When my heart repeats the sound
All the songs we’ll sing together
On that very special day
It’s loud and clear
Right deep in here is love
I’ve never seen sunsets tucked away
I’ve never held pain in at bay
Never really lived one perfect day
Still my heart believes
Still my heart believes
'Cause there’s this love in the center
Where my fading heart can enter
It’s where peace and joy arise
When my heart repeats the sound
All the songs we’ll sing together
On that very special day
It’s loud and clear
Right deep in here is love
Dinsdag 23 november 1993
Homeward Bound
Homeward Bound
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Paul Simon
I'm sittin' in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination, mmm
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one-man band
Homeward Bound
I wish I was
Homeward Bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Every day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward Bound
I wish I was
Homeward Bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me
Homeward Bound
I wish I was
Homeward Bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Maandag 22 november 1993
Hasta La Vista (Ruslan Alenho)
Hasta La Vista
Composer(s): Taras Demchuk - Eleonora Melnik
First performance by: Ruslan Alenho - 2008
You shone on me like a blinding star
I've just never seen such a light so far
All my days, like fairy tales
I begged you to look in my loving eyes
But you were as cold as arctic ice
And your laugh has killed my love
The story is close to the final cut
It won't be the end, but a running start
So don't be upset, please don't ask me why
I say goodbye
Hasta la vista, baby
I'm gonna miss you, maybe
You can be really happy
Though it's not fair
Hasta la vista, baby
I'm gonna miss you, maybe
Hasta la vista, blame me
But I don't care
No way to repair the broken glass
There's nothing to share nor to discuss
Now I see, you're not for me
(You're not for me)
You've cast me away to a desert shore
You've shattered my heart, now you keep the score
Have a rest, you've done your best
The story is close to the final cut
It won't be the end, but a running start
So don't you pretend you can't get it why
I say goodbye
Hasta la vista, baby
I'm gonna miss you, maybe
You can be really happy
Though it's not fair
Hasta la vista, baby
I'm gonna miss you, maybe
Hasta la vista, blame me
But I don't care
Hasta la vista
Hasta la vista
Maandag 22 november 1993
Hometown Blues
Hometown Blues
Composer(s): Tom Petty
Performer(s): Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers;
Rosanne Cash; Lew Lewis
Baby can't wait, baby gotta go
Gotta do a number on a late night show
Do a little song, do a little dance
Gonna make the best of her big chance
It don't really matter if she don't or if she do
Just tryin' to make the best of the hometown blues
Blues
I gotta friend, gotta little girl
Say she's the best in the whole wide world
Said it's so good, said it so unreal
Might not last, but it's no big deal
It don't really matter if she don't or if she do
Just trying to make the best of the hometown blues
Blues
Baby, save me, save me
Save me with your sweet smile
Honey, I really need you
To help me kill a little bit of time
All of the girls run with the crowd
They go wild when the lights go down
They gotta little money, little in a dream
Wanna be the queen of their little scene
Don't really matter if they don't or if they do
They're trying to make the best of the hometown blues
Blues
Blues, blues, blues, blues
Zondag 21 november 1993
Still In Love With You
Still In Love With You
Composer(s): Phil Lynott
Performer(s): Thin Lizzy
Think I'll just fall to pieces
If I don't find something else to do
This sadness never ceases
I'm still in love with you
My head, it keeps on reeling
It's got me in a crazy spin
Darling, darling, darling
Is this the end?
Still in love with you
They say time has a way of healing
Dries all the tears from your eyes
But darling it's this empty feeling
My heart can't disguise
After all that we've been through
I try my best but it's no use
I guess I'll keep on loving you
Is this the end?
Now that it's all over, woman
There's something I think you should know
Baby, baby, think it over
Just one more time before you go
Call on me baby
If there's anything I can do for you
Call on me baby
Help me see it through
I'm still in love with you
Zondag 21 november 1993
Homesick, That's All
Homesick, That's All
Composer(s): Gordon Jenkins
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
and various other artists
I miss the thrill of grammar school romances
I miss the junior prom and graduation dances
The gossip in assembly hall
I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the gang that hangs around at Miller's
Devouring chocolate sodas, with those whipped cream fillers
The girl I promised I would call
I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the midnight services on Christmas Eve
And the joy when Christmas morning came
I miss the scramble for the wishbone every Sunday
And the big Thanksgiving football game
I miss the times I had to set the table
I miss the rolls my mother made when she was able
The fragrant bonfires in the fall
I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the times I had to set the table
I miss the rolls my mother made when she was able
The fragrant bonfires in the fall
I'm homesick, that's all
Zaterdag 20 november 1993
Casanova (Gisela)
