Vrijdag 15 maart 1996
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Donderdag 14 maart 1996
A Man And A Woman
A Man And A Woman
((Adapted from: Un Homme Et Une Femme (by Nicole Croisille & Pierre Barouh) - 1966))
Composer(s): Francis Lai - Pierre Barouh - Jerry Keller
Performer(s): Cilla Black - 1968
When hearts are passing in the night, in the lonely night
Then they must hold each other tight, oh, so very tight
And take a chance that in the light, in tomorrow's light
They'll stay together, so much in love
And in the silence of a mist, of a morning mist
When lips are waiting to be kissed, longing to be kissed
Where is the reason to resist and deny a kiss
That holds a promise of happiness?
Though yesterday still surrounds you with a warm and
precious memory
Maybe for tomorrow we can build a new dream for you and me
This glow we feel is something rare, something really rare
So come and say you want to share, want to really share
The beauty waiting for us there, calling for us there
That only loving can give the heart
When life is passing in the night, in the rushing night
A man, a woman in the night, in the lonely night
Must take a chance that in the light, in tomorrow's light
They'll be together, so much in love
Together, so much in love
So tell me
You're not afraid to take a chance, really take a chance
Let your heart begin to dance, let it sing and dance
To the music of a glance, of a fleeting glance
To the music of romance, of a new romance
Take a chance
Donderdag 14 maart 1996
How Are Things In Glocca Morra?
How Are Things In Glocca Morra?
Composer(s): E.Y. Harburg; Burton Lane
Performer(s): Dick Haymes;
and various other artists
I hear a bird, Londonderry bird
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word
I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze
It well may be it's followed me across the seas
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to Donny cove?
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kildare?
How are things in Glocca Mora?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that lassie with the twinklin' eye
Come smilin' by and does she walk away
Sad and dreamy there not to see me there?
So I ask each weepin' willow and each brook along the way
And each lass that comes a-sighin"
Too ra lay
How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day?
Woensdag 13 maart 1996
A Mais Bonita
A Mais Bonita
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Maria Bethânia
and multiple other artists
Não, solidão, hoje não quero me retocar
Nesse salão de tristeza onde as outras penteiam mágoas
Deixo que as águas invadam meu rosto
Gosto de me ver chorar
Finjo que estão me vendo
Eu preciso me mostrar
Bonita
Pra que os olhos do meu bem
Não olhem mais ninguém
Quando eu me revelar
Da forma mais bonita
Pra saber como levar todos
Os desejos que ele tem
Ao me ver passar
Bonita
Hoje eu arrasei
Na casa de espelhos
Espalho os meus rostos
E finjo que finjo que finjo
Que não sei
Woensdag 13 maart 1996
How Am I Supposed To Live Without You
How Am I Supposed To Live Without You
Composer(s): Michael Bilotin; Doug James
Performer(s): Laura Branigan
I could hardly believe it, when I heard the news today
I had to come and get it straight from you
They said you were leaving, someone's swept your heart away
From the look upon your face, I see it's true
So tell me all about it, tell me 'bout the plans you're making
Then tell me one thing more before I go
Tell me how am I supposed to live without you
Now that I've been loving you so long
How am I supposed to live without you
How am I supposed to carry on
When all that I've been living for is gone
I didn't come here for crying, didn't come here to break down
It's just a dream of mine is coming to an end
And how can I blame you, when I build my world around
The hope that one day we'd be so much more than friends
And I don't want to know the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming
When even now it's more than I can take
Tell me how am I supposed to live without you
Now that I've been loving you so long
How am I supposed to live without you
How am I supposed to carry on
When all that I've been living for is gone
And I don't want to face the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming
Now that your dream has come true
Dinsdag 12 maart 1996
À Ma Mère
À Ma Mère
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Elle a fermé sa vie comme un livre d'images
Sur les mots les plus doux qui se soient jamais dits
Elle qui croyait l'amour perdu dans les nuages
Elle l'a redécouvert au creux du dernier lit
Et riche d'un sourire au terme du voyage
Elle a quitté son corps comme on quitte un bateau
En emportant la paix, gravée sur son visage
En nous laissant au cœur un infini fardeau
Elle souriait de loin, du cœur de la lumière
Son âme était si claire aux franges de la nuit
On voyait du bonheur jusque dans sa misère
Tout l'amour de la Terre qui s'en allait sans bruit
Comme autour d'un chagrin les voix se font plus tendres
Un écrin de silence entourait nos regards
Les yeux n'ont plus besoin de mots pour se comprendre
Les mains se parlent mieux pour se dire au revoir
Moi qui ne savais rien de la vie éternelle
J'espérais qu'au-delà de ce monde de fous
Ceux qui nous ont aimés nous restent encore fidèles
Et que parfois leur souffle arrive jusqu'à nous
Elle souriait de loin, du cœur de la lumière
Et depuis ce jour-là je sais que dans sa nuit
Il existe un ailleurs où l'âme est plus légère
Et que j'aurai moins peur d'y voyager aussi
Elle a fermé sa vie comme un livre d'images
Sur les mots les plus doux qui se soient jamais dits
Elle qui croyait l'amour perdu dans les nuages
Elle l'a redécouvert au creux du dernier lit
Et riche d'un sourire au terme du voyage
Elle a quitté son corps comme on quitte un ami
En emportant la paix, gravée sur son visage
En nous laissant à l'âme une peine infinie
Dinsdag 12 maart 1996
How About You?
How About You?
Composer(s): Ralph Freed; Burton Lane
Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey;
and various other artists
I like New York in June, how about you?
I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?
I love a fireside when a storm is due
I like potato chips, moonlight
And motor trips, how about you?
I'm mad about good books, can't get my fill
And Franklin Roosevelt's looks give me a thrill
Holding hands in a movie show
When all the lights are low may not be new
But I like it, how about you?
Maandag 11 maart 1996
À Ma Manière (Dalida)
À Ma Manière
Composer(s): Diane Juster - Sylvain Lebel - Pascal Sevran
Performer(s): Dalida
Avec des faux pas des faux plis
Chacun de nous porte sa vie
À sa manière
Quand on est beau au fond de soi
Un jour ou l'autre quelqu'un nous voit
À sa manière
Même sous la pluie des mauvais jours
J'ai suivi la ligne d'amour
À ma manière
Pour tous les chagrins que je traîne
j'ai mis mon cœur en quarantaine
À ma manière
Ma vie, ma vie je n'en ai qu'une mais je la veux
Libre et sans loi j'en ai le droit elle est à moi
Ma vie ma vie elle me raconte des histoires
Mais elle vaut mieux qu'une chanson
Mieux que la gloire
Ma vie n'est pas vraiment ma vie
Elle est à ceux qui m'ont choisi
À leur manière
En laissant mon nom dans les rues
J'ai mis mon bonheur par dessus
À ma manière
Et le soir ou je m'en irai finalement je le ferai
À ma manière
J'aimerais au tout dernier appel
Faire mes adieux au soleil
À ma manière
Ma vie, ma vie je n'en ai qu'une
Mais je la veux Libre et sans loi
J'en ai le droit elle est à moi
Ma vie, ma vie elle me raconte des histoires
Mais je m'en fou même à genoux je veux y croire
À ma manière
Maandag 11 maart 1996
How About That (Dee Clark)
How About That
Composer(s): F. Augustus; D. Payne
Performer(s): Dee Clark
I've got a feeling
How about that
It's got me reeling
How about that
This throbbing in my brain
So strange I can't explain
But I like it,
Mmm like it
How about that
My heart stops beating
How about that
With every meeting
How about that
Whenever you are near
My mind is never clear
And I like it
I like it
How about that
I can't control myself
Whenever you're around
When you press your lips to mine
The world turns upside down
Baby baby baby baby
Can't you see
What you're doin' to me
I'm all mixed up
Dizzy as can be
Yes, I love you
How about that
Can't do without you
How about that
Please won't you understand
And take my by my hand
'Cause I like it
I like it
How about that
Baby baby baby baby
Can't you see
What you're doin' to me
I'm all mixed up
Dizzy as can be
Mmmmmmmm
Yes, I love you
How about that
Can't do without you
How about that
Please won't you understand
And take my by the hand
'Cause I like it
I like it
How about that
How about that
Zondag 10 maart 1996
À Ma Manière (Charles Aznavour)
À Ma Manière
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Le jour
Qui pour toujours
Verra le lourd
Rideau de scène
Tomber sur moi
Je dirai à
Dieu d'une voix
Très peu chrétienne
J'ai fait
Bon ou mauvais
Ce que j'aimais
Sur cette terre
En histrion,
À ma façon
À ma manière
La vie
M'a assagi
De mes folies
Et je déclare
Si j'ai connu
Des coups tordus
J'ai quand même eu
Mes jours de gloire
À ceux
Faux vertueux
Qui veulent me
Jeter la pierre
Je dis: j'ai vu
Et tout vécu
À ma manière
Un jour tyran, l'autre martyr
J'en ai bavé, j'ai fait souffrir
Jeune femme, ou sur le retour
Pute au grand cœur, j'ai plein d'amour
Surpris vos corps, sans commentaire
À ma manière
Braillard
J'ai pris le quart
Sous l'étendard
De bien des causes
Si l'âge aidant
Avec le temps
On prend du champ
On s'ankylose
Moi rien
Non vraiment rien
N'a mis un frein
À mes colères
J'ai protesté
Et accusé
À ma manière
Je n'ai jamais pu, je l'avoue
Vivre sans voix et à genoux
De coups de gueule en cris du cœur
J'ai su défendre mes valeurs
Pour m'assumer, j'ai fait la guerre
À ma manière
La foi
Ça vient, ça va
Le diable en moi
A fait son œuvre
J'ai dérouillé
J'ai déraillé
Et avalé
Quelques couleuvres
Depuis
Je n'ai commis
Qu'un seul délit
Celui de faire
Chanter mes jours
Et mes amours
À ma manière
Zondag 10 maart 1996
How About That (Bad Company)
How About That
Composer(s): Brian Howe; Terry Thomas
Performer(s): Bad Company
Last night, when the moon was new, I couldn't sleep
I was thinkin' of you
And how much I need ya, how about that
I act like I'm tougher than steel
With a heart like a stone, but you know it ain't real
I need you baby, how about that, hey
Oooh, how about that
I used to spend my life on the town, it took your lovin' to turn me around
I'm crazy about you, how about that
People used to tell ya I'm a crazy fool
But you taught me more than I could learn in school, I say
I really need ya, baby, how about that
If ever you need time and space
Don't run away, just tell me face to face, yeah
Oooh, how about that, how 'bout that, oooh, how about that, baby
Oooh, how about that, yeah alright, oh baby
When I think back of how it used to be
before we met it's just a mystery
I can't live without you, no, how about that
And you got my heart and you got my soul
Ooh you got my whole life under control
Looks like we made it, yeah, how about that, ooh yeah
And everytime I see your face, it lightens up the whole damn place
Yeah, I wanna see this whole thing through
Yeah, there's nothing I won't do for you, oh yeah
Oooh, how about that, how 'bout it, baby
Oooh, how about that, yeah, t-tell me
Oooh, how about that, how 'bout it, baby, oooh, yeah
Last night, when the moon was new
I couldn't sleep, I was there, lookin' at you
Yeah I'm glad that I found you, how about that, hey
Everytime I see your face, it lightens up the whole damn place
Yeah, I wanna see this whole thing through
Yeah, I wanna spend my life with you, oh yeah
Oooh, how about that, hey, how 'bout it baby
Oooh, how about that, t-tell me
Oooh, how about that, tell me baby
Oooh, how about that, baby yeah
Oooh, hey how about that, how about that, how about it baby
Oooh, yeah how about that, oh, oh...
Zaterdag 9 maart 1996
À Ma Fille
À Ma Fille
((English & Italian Versions; To My Daughter; A Mia Figlia (by Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
First release by: Charles Aznavour - 1964
Je sais qu'un jour viendra car la vie le commande
Ce jour que j'appréhende où tu nous quitteras
Je sais qu'un jour viendra où triste et solitaire
En soutenant ta mère et en traînant mes pas
Je rentrerai chez nous dans un "chez nous" désert
Je rentrerai chez nous où tu ne seras pas
Toi tu ne verras rien des choses de mon cœur
Tes yeux seront crevés de joie et de bonheur
Et j'aurai un rictus que tu ne connais pas
Qui semble être un sourire ému mais ne l'est pas
En taisant ma douleur à ton bras fièrement
Je guiderai tes pas quoique j'en pense ou dise
Dans le recueillement d'une paisible église
Pour aller te donner à l'homme de ton choix
Qui te dévêtira du nom qui est le nôtre
Pour t'en donner un autre que je ne connais pas
Je sais qu'un jour viendra tu atteindras cet âge
Où l'on force les cages ayant trouvé sa voie
Je sais qu'un jour viendra, l'âge t'aura fleurie
Et l'aube de ta vie ailleurs se lèvera
Et seul avec ta mère le jour comme la nuit
L'été comme l'hiver nous aurons un peu froid
Et lui qui ne sait rien du mal qu'on s'est donné
Lui qui n'aura rien fait pour mûrir tes années
Lui qui viendra voler ce dont j'ai le plus peur
Notre part de passé, notre part de bonheur
Cet étranger sans nom, sans visage
Oh! combien je le hais
Et pourtant s'il doit te rendre heureuse
Je n'aurai envers lui nulle pensée haineuse
Mais je lui offrirai mon cœur avec ta main
Je ferai tout cela en sachant que tu l'aimes
Simplement car Je T'aime
Le jour, où il viendra
Zaterdag 9 maart 1996
How About That (Adam Faith)
How About That
Composer(s): Les Vandyke
Performer(s): Adam Faith
You've got a face like an angel's face
H-h-how about that
You've got a look like an angel's look
H-h-how about that
Angel's face, angel's look
Heaven didn't overlook
My girl..
H-h-how about that
Love wasn't home 'til you came to me
H-h-how about that
I'll come to call on my bended knee
H-h-how about that
Bless you lucky stars above
Take a bow for thinking of
My girl..
H-h-how about that
They say that wonders can happen
And you won't know sure
But since you've happened
I've wondered if love ever happened before
So beat out the drum
Let the trumpets play
H-h-how about that
My angel has come
Let the people say
H-h-how about that
Let this world of marvels see
Only you could ever be
My girl
H-h-how about that
How about that
How about tha-ha-hat
Vrijdag 8 maart 1996
A Mia Figlia
A Mia Figlia
((English & French Versions: To My Daughter; À Ma Fille - 1964 (by Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Georges Calabrese
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Il giorno arriverà che temo, ma che attendo
In cui, già fatta grande, tu ci lascerai
Il giorno arriverà che con un passo stanco
E con tua madre a fianco a casa rientrerò
E casa sembrerà un posto solitario
Quando vi arriverò e tu non ci sarai
Tu non sospetterai quello che proverò
Negli occhi non avrai che la felicità
Avrò una smorfia che tu non comprenderai
Ti sembrerà un sorriso e non lo sarà
In silenzio ti avrò al braccio fieramente
E ti accompagnerò pensando a chissà cosa
Nella tranquillità raccolta di una chiesa
Per darti all'uomo che avrai scelto per te
E che dividerà dal tuo il nostro nome
Per darti un altro nome che io non so qual'è
Il giorno arriverà in cui, che potrò dire?
Io ti vedrò seguire la via che sceglierai
Il giorno arriverà col tempo, piano piano
Dell'alba in cui lontano di qui ti sveglierai
Tua madre, come me, vivrà giornate in cui
Da un certo freddo il fuoco non la difenderà
E lui che nulla sa delle nostre ansietà
E che ti coglierà così come sarai
Verrà a portarci via quel che temo di più
Il passato e la gioia conosciuti con te
Quell'estraneo di cui non so niente
Però odio già, ma poiché potrà farti felice
Non accoglierò mai con aria inquisitrice
Ma a lui con la tua mano il mio cuore offrirò
E questo lo farò perché ti voglio bene
E tu gli vorrai bene il giorno in cui verrà
Vrijdag 8 maart 1996
How About A Cheer For The Navy?
How About A Cheer For The Navy?
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
The Army this, the Army that
Is all we heard from where we sat
Now how about a cheer for the Navy?
The Army's great, the Army's tough
But don't you think we've heard enough?
So how about a cheer for the Navy?
We know that Mister Stimson
Is solid as the rocks
But how about an orchid
For Secretary Knox?
The Army may be in the groove
But Walter Winchell won't approve
Unless you give a cheer for the Navy
Hip hip hooray
We haven't got long to stay
So how about one bouquet
For the Navy?
One word of praise, let it flow from your lips
One cheer and then we'll go back to our ships
Hip hip hooray
The Army has had its say
You're letting them get away
With the gravy
Just let them know
That an Army show
Could never be a hit without the Navy
The Army's what you may prefer
But in the social register
Is where you'll have to look for the Navy
If you would like to touch the gilt
Of Astor or of Vanderbilt
You'll have to come around to the Navy
The show was in the alley
It simply wouldn't do
Until the big finale
With Navy white and blue
The Army sails across the foam
The Navy always bring them home
So how about a cheer for the Navy?
Give a cheer, give a cheer, give a cheer, give a cheer
For the Navy
Just make it clear
That a rousing cheer
Is very much in order for the N-a-v-y
The Navy
Navy
Donderdag 7 maart 1996
To My Daughter
To My Daughter
((French & Italian Versions: À Ma Fille - 1964; A Mia Figlia (by Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
I know the time will come
When you'll be taken from me
I've watched you growing up
Waited,waited,passing day
I know the time will come
For life will soon demand it
When you will find someone
Who will take you far away
And you will never see
The sadness in my smile
Your eyes will overflow
With happiness and tears
No you will never see the shadow
In my heart as I watch forward
The spring of all my years
And I'll conceal the pain
Beneath a father's pride
While in the silent church
Together side by side
Each measured step
Would bring me close to the time
You'll say the simple words
And I'll be left in sorrow
For what is mine today
Will never see tomorrow
I'll have to step aside
For someone I don't know
When all is said and done
He'll lead and you will follow
While through the stained glass window
I'll watch my daughter go
I know the time will come
You'll blossom ever gently
One day from innocence to
Woman wordly wise
I know the time will come
One unexpected moment
the dawn of life anew
Will awaken in your eyes
For he will come along
With all his boyish charms
He'll take your heart away
And leave me empty arms
And I will rue this day
This day he comes to you
With promises of love
To make your dreams come true
And though he takes our name
And gives you his instead
He'll never know the times
I stood beside your bed
Already I despise this stranger
With no face
But if he'll bring you joy
My heart to him I'll render
I'll give to him your hand
Our name I will surrender
Yes,I will do all this
Because I love you so
And as I see you now
Sweet child so softly sleeping
Your youth a moment's keeping
The time has come I know
Donderdag 7 maart 1996
Housework
Housework
Composer(s): Kate Pierson; Tim Rollins
Performer(s): The B-52's
I am don' my housework
Got no time to fool 'round
I am doin' my housework
Cleanin' up and I'm gettin' down
It'll be so clean
You can eat off the floor
You can eat off the wall
Or anywhere at all
'Cause I'll make this place
A party pad for two
And I'm not stoppin' till I do
I'm so tired of this vacuum
Need a man to help soon
Don't need a man to make a move on me
I need a man to move in with me
Don't need a man to treat me mean
I need a man to help me clean
Someone who's heaven sent
Someone to help pay rent
Someone to share dreams and wishes
Someone to help me do the dishes
Housework
Housework
Housework
Woensdag 6 maart 1996
Houses Of The Holy
Houses Of The Holy
Composer(s): Jimmy Page; Robert Plant
Performer(s): Led Zeppelin;
Interface; Joe Lester; Pat Travers
Let me take you to the movies, can I take you to the show?
Let me be yours ever truly, can I make your garden grow?
From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go
From the door comes Satan's daughter, and it only goes to show, you know
There's an angel on my shoulder, in my hand a sword of gold
Let me wander in your garden and the seeds of love I'll sow, you know
So the world is spinning faster, are you dizzy when you're stoned?
Let the music be your master, will you heed the master's call?
Oh, Satan and man
Said there ain't no use in crying, 'cause it will only, only drive you mad
Does it hurt to hear them lying?
Was this the only world you had?
Oh-oh
So let me take you, take you to the movie, can I take you, baby, to the show?
Why don't you let me be yours ever truly, can I make your garden grow?
You know
Dinsdag 5 maart 1996
A Mia Moglie
A Mia Moglie
((French Version: À Ma Femme (by Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Georges Calabrese
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Quando l'aratro dell'eta', i nostri visi segnera'
Con i lunghi solchi che vi avra' scavato
I nostri figli grandi ormai, saranno andati via di qui
Per aumentare in fondo a noi il vuoto
Quand'ogni gesto nascera', piu' lento nell'intimita'
Per tutto il tempo che sara' passato
Parlarsi allora non sara',pensare a quello che verra'
Ma ricordare tutto cio' che e' stato...
A passi lenti tu verrai, con me per viali di azzalee
Senz'avvenire e con le idee piu' chiare
Non sara' facile pero' malgrado quello che diro'
Negare il tempo che non puo' tornare
Quando la nostra vita in due
Progetti nuovi non avra'
Avremo un libro da poter aprire
Memorie scritte insieme a te
Senza concluderle perche'
Solo il finale manchera' ancora...
Quando il mio tempo sfiorera'
La soglia dell'eternita'
E qualche cosa mi dira' ci siamo
Quando guardandoti vedro'
Che senza il nostro amore no
Non avrai piu' quei giorni tuoi di prima
Quando piu' calmo sembrero'
E la tua mano cerchero'
Perche' il mio polso battera' piu' piano
Dopo aver accettato dio
Prima di andarmene lo so'
Un'altra volta se potro'
Io ti diro' come un addio
Ti amo...
Dinsdag 5 maart 1996
Houses In Motion
