Donderdag 28 mei 1998
When You Believe
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When You Believe
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Woensdag 27 mei 1998
Al Escuchar Mi Acordeón
Al Escuchar Mi Acordeón
((French & German Versions: Mais Il Y A L'accordéon (Dalida); Doch Einer Spielt Akkordeon (Dalida))
Composer(s): Johnny Rech - Don Diego
Performer(s): Dalida
Yo sé nuestro mundo es una obsesión
Yo sé que la guerra es una invención
Y que la tierra rueda como un balón
Y que el hombre no frena su ambición
Yo sé nuestro mundo es todo ficción
Y que el cielo es una constelación
Que sea rosa o azul como la ilusión
Que la tierra es roja como la pasión
Pero al oír mi acordeón
Con su cantar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Me hace latir el corazón
Al escuchar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Al recordar con emoción
Mi dulce Francia
Porqué los senderos que sigue el amor
Porqué van sembrados de llanto y dolor
Y al girar la rueda de tu destino
La felicidad no cruza tu camino
Pero al oír mi acordeón
Con su cantar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Me hace latir el corazón
Al escuchar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Al recordar con emoción
Mi dulce Francia
En un cafetín del viejo Montmartre
Allí encontré un viejo pintor
Y también artistas hablando de su arte
Y en el mostrador un poeta soñador
Y en un rincón mi acordeón
Con su cantar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Me hace latir el corazón
Al escuchar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Al recordar con emoción
Mi dulce Francia
Woensdag 27 mei 1998
When You Are A King
When You Are A King
Composer(s): Roger Hill; Johnny Hill
Performer(s): White Plains; Jackie Lee
Parting in your hair, it's hardly ever there
Wash your face
Shabby in your dress, always look a mess
Don't you care?
Mummy's there to see you always look your best
Change your dirty vest
When you grow to be a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go, people bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
Tore your shirt again, fighting in the rain
With whats-his-name
Shoe-black on your face, you're really a disgrace
Mummy smiles and all the while
Because she loves you
She will worry so
And if you're good you know
That when you grow to be a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king
Everywhere you go, people bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
When you are a king
Never do a thing
Four and twenty blackbirds sing along
Royal gifts they all will bring
When you are a king.
Everywhere you go, people bowing low
Carriages to take you anywhere
Feet won't ever touch a thing
When you are a king
Dinsdag 26 mei 1998
Al Claro De Luna
Al Claro De Luna
Composer(s): M.M. Montes - C.A. Rossi - Testa
Performer(s): Javier Solís
Claro de luna dame fortuna
dime la forma de ser en su alma
su loca pasión
Claro de luna ella es mi vida
si no la veo en mí no hay paz
Claro de luna haz que comprenda
que mis angustias no aguantan más
Luna azul faro de luz
novia del ancho mar
sólo tú puedes lograr que ella me llegue a amar
Claro de luna haz que comprenda
claro de luna dame fortuna
dime la forma de ser en su vida
su loca pasión
Luna azul faro de luz
novia del ancho mar
sólo tú puedes lograr que ella me llegue a amar
Claro de luna haz que comprenda
claro de luna dame fortuna
dime la forma de ser en su vida
su loca pasión
Claro de luna
Dinsdag 26 mei 1998
When Yankee Doodle Learns To "Parlez Vous Français"
When Yankee Doodle Learns To "Parlez Vous Français"
Composer(s): Will Hart; Ed. Nelson
When Yankee Doodle came to Paris town
Upon his face he wore a little frown
To those he'd meet upon the street
he couldn't speak a word
To find a Miss that he could kiss it seemed to be absurd
But if this Yankee should stay there awhile
Upon his face you're bound to see a smile
Soon Yankee Doodle he left Paris town
Upon his face there was a coat of brown
For every man of Uncle Sam was fighting in a trench
Between each shell, they learned quite well to speak a little French
When Yankee Doodle gets back to Paree
He'll break a million hearts take it from me
When Yankee Doodle learns to Parlez vous Français
Parlez vous Français, in the proper way
He will call each girlie "Ma Chérie"
To every Miss that wants a kiss he'll say
Wee, Wee On Ze Be, On Ze Bou, On Ze Boule, Boulevard
With a girl, with a curl, you can see him promenade
When Yankee Doodle learns to Parlez vous Français
"Oo La La, Sweet Papa" he will teach them all to say
Maandag 25 mei 1998
Al Cabo Del Mar
Al Cabo Del Mar
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Hoy, al cabo del mar, quisiera saber
qué hiciste la noche en que no vi tu mano
qué hicieron tus libros y tu último espejo
qué hizo tu cuerpo soñado, cuando ya no estuve
abriéndote luces de cientos de estrellas
en cada palabra de amor descubierta hacia ti
Qué cosa dijiste la última noche
al nuevo silencio posado en tu almohada
Aprende a llevarme
que aún voy doblado por ti
Hoy, al cabo del mar, quisiera saber
qué píldora estuvo colmando tu sueño
qué filo cortó tu deseo de nombrarme
qué ala pensaste encontrar para alzar tanto peso
y hacerlo tan fácil, como si mi abrazo
se fuera a romper con volar
Hay tanto recuerdo, hay tanto y con alas
-alas que nos siguen al cielo, a la muerte
Aprende a llevarme
que aún voy doblado por ti
Hoy, al cabo del mar, quisiera saber
si fue casualmente que hallaste al amigo
que toda una tarde te vio recordando
y así me lo dijo con voz de verdugo sublime
haciendo de un día de sol día de tumbas
maldita canción que olvidar
Así quedó roto, por cuatro palabras
el ancho escondite que usé para huirte
Aprende a llevarme
que aún voy doblado por ti
Hoy, al cabo del mar, no hay nada que hacer
con esta distancia sin tiempo y espacio
con esta distancia tenaz, siempre cerca
con esta distancia de los pensamientos furiosos
tuyos, carniceros, que nunca reposan
que incendian las olas a golpes de viento y canción
Ya no hay nada que hagamos que pueda alejarnos
de la piel crecida entre nuestros cuerpos
Aprende a llevarme
que aún voy doblado por ti
Maandag 25 mei 1998
When Will You Say "I Love You"?
When Will You Say "I Love You"?
Composer(s): Alan Fielding
Performer(s): Billy Fury
You smile at me, and angels sing
You speak my name and winter changes into spring
But there’s an emptiness that makes me feel so blue
When will you say, “I love you”?
I tried so hard to make you care
This life of mine was meant for you alone to share
I need you close to me in everything I do
When will you say, "I love you"?
Oh, I never thought that this could ever happen to me
Three little words from you and you could end my misery
Oh, say those words I’m longing for
Then I know you’ll be mine until forever more
And all this world will be just like a dream come true
When will you say, "I love you"?
I love you
I love you
Zondag 24 mei 1998
Al Alba
Al Alba
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute; José Mercé; Silvio Rodríguez
Si te dijera, amor mío
que temo a la madrugada
no sé qué estrellas son éstas
que hieren como amenazas
ni sé qué sangra la luna
al filo de su guadaña
Presiento que tras la noche
vendrá la noche más larga
quiero que no me abandones
amor mío, al alba
al alba, al alba
Los hijos que no tuvimos
se esconden en las cloacas
comen las últimas flores
parece que adivinaran
que el día que se avecina
viene con hambre atrasada
Presiento que tras la noche
vendrá la noche más larga
quiero que no me abandones
amor mío, al alba
al alba, al alba
Miles de buitres callados
van extendiendo sus alas
no te destroza, amor mío
esta silenciosa danza
maldito baile de muertos
pólvora de la mañana
Presiento que tras la noche
vendrá la noche más larga
quiero que no me abandones
amor mío, al alba
al alba, al alba
Zondag 24 mei 1998
When Will The Rain Come
When Will The Rain Come
Composer(s): Ronnie Bond
Performer(s): The Troggs
When I rise a new day
I look and I see
Just how much of my life
The wind has taken from me
When will the rain come?
When will the rain come?
One lonely flower is all that’s here
No one else will shed a tear
For when it dies, we’ll all be gone
To join the dust that drifts on by
When will the rain come?
When will the rain come?
Now that I have more time
Much more than I could need
No past
No present
No future
One mouth, one child to feed
When will the rain come?
When will the rain come?
The wind is blowing my life away
The clouds of dust drift on by
A land that once was good to me
Is gone and now it’s dry
When will the rain come?
When will the rain come?
When will the rain come?
Zaterdag 23 mei 1998
Akhsan Nass
Akhsan Nass
Composer(s): Jeff Barnel - Samir Habib - S. Jahine
Performer(s): Dalida
Adina bendardesh
Warana eih, Warana eih
Benhaki wen farfesh
Warana eih, Warana eih
Neheb net'araf
Warana eih
Neheb netsharaf
Waran eih
We menein ya baladina
We baladko eih
Ahsan Nass
Sohag, balad el mawawil
Sohag, borg el zaghalil
Sohag, ya habibi ya habibi
Sohag, di 'arost el Nil
Sohag ya boy 'alam shaghal, yerkhaslo el mal
Regala gad we heml gebal, ya baladina baladina
Sohag, baladina el mawawil
Sohag, borg el zaghalil
Adina bendardesh
Warana eih, Warana eih
Benhaki wen farfesh
Warana eih, Warana eih
Neheb net'araf
Warana eih
Neheb netsharaf
Waran eih
We menein ya baladina
We baladko eih
Ahsan Nass
'ala kobri banha ya nour 'eini
Mandil habibi taraf 'eini
Ba'd el foraa wel ashouaa
Gama' el hawa beno we beni
'ala kobri banha ya nour 'eini
Mandil habibi taraf 'eini
Ba'd el foraa wel ashouaa
Gama' el hawa beno we beni
'ala kobri Banha
Ha...ha...ha
Ya Isma'lia ya Isma'lia
Aheb ashoufek fil maghrebeya
Arkab felouka ana we habaybi
Wenghani ghenoua 'alsemsemia
Ah ya lalali, habibi ya lalali, ya rohi ya lalali
Ya Isma'lia ya Isma'lia,
Aheb ashoufek fil maghrebeya
Arkab felouka ana we habaybi
Wenghani ghenoua 'alsemsemia
Ah ya lalali, habibi ya lalali, ya rohi ya lalali
Warana eih, Warana eih
Warana eih, Warana eih
Neheb net'araf
Warana eih
Neheb netsharaf
Waran eih
We menein ya baladina
We baladko eih
Ahsan Nass
'al Mahala Meinein, ya Samanoudi
'al Mahala Meinein ard gedoudi
'al Mahala Meinein, ah ya shen we ren
'al Mahala Meinein, ya Samanoudi
Eskenderia Ahsan Nass
'al bahr mashia tetmakhtar
Mein Sidi Beishr l'Aboul 'abass
Ayouh ya 'alam 'al manzar
Ayouh ya 'alam 'al mina
We shoq beyetmargah bina
We toltomit alf safina
'al bahr mashia betzamar
Ya Raawazan hai el ged'an, hai el 'arayes wel 'ersan
Mahrousa mel ens we mel gan
ya helwa yom el toub el akhdar
Eskenderia Ahsan Nass
'al bahr mashia tetmakhtar
Mein Sidi Beishr l'Aboul 'abass
Ayouh ya 'alam 'al manzar
Ama ana, ana mein Shoubra
Fi Masr we weladha el te'min
Zai el amar be 'eyoun samra
Labsin 'eod fol we yasmin
Wel nil bi yedhak we yeghani
Fakerni we bi yesal 'ani
Arohlo alah mestani
We ganb meno ahsan nass
Ahsan Nass, ahsan Nass
Ahsan Nass
Zaterdag 23 mei 1998
When Will I See You Again
When Will I See You Again
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff
Performer(s): The Three Degrees
Ooooo-oo, Aaaa-ah
When will I see you again
When will we share precious moments
Will I have to wait forever
Or will I have to suffer and cry the whole night through
When will I see you again
When will our hearts beat together
Are we in love or just friends
Is this my beginning or is this the end
When will I see you again
Are we in love or just friends
Is this my beginning or is this the end
When will I see you again...
Vrijdag 22 mei 1998
Aja
Aja
Composer(s): Walter Carl Becker - Donald Jay Fagen
First release by: Steely Dan - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists
Up on the hill
People never stare
They just don't care
Chinese music under banyan trees
Here at the dude ranch above the sea
Aja
When all my dime dancin' is through
I run to you
Up on the hill
They've got time to burn
There's no return
Double helix in the sky tonight
Throw out the hardware
Let's do it right
Aja
When all my dime dancin' is through
I run to you
Up on the hill
They think I'm okay
Or so they say
Chinese music always sets me free
Angular banjoes
Sound good to me
Aja
When all my dime dancin' is through
I run to you
Vrijdag 22 mei 1998
When Will I Be Loved?
When Will I Be Loved?
Composer(s): Phil Everly
Performer(s): The Everly Brothers
I’ve been made blue, I’ve been lied to
When will I be loved
I’ve been turned down, I’ve been pushed ‘round
When will I be loved
When I meet a new girl that I want for mine
She always breaks my heart in two, it happens every time
I’ve been cheated, been mistreated
When will I be loved
When I meet a new girl that I want for mine
She always breaks my heart in two, it happens every time
I’ve been cheated, been mistreated
When will I be loved
When will I be loved
When will I be loved
Donderdag 21 mei 1998
Aisle Of Plenty
Aisle Of Plenty
Composer(s): Tony Banks - Phil Collins - Peter Gabriel - Steve Hackett - Mike Rutherford
Performer(s): Genesis
I don’t belong here, said old Tessa out loud
Easy, love, there’s the safe way home
thankful for her fine fair discount, Tess co-operates
Still alone in o-hell-o
see the deadly nightshade grow
English ribs of beef cut down to 47p lb
Peek freans family assorted from 17 1/2 to 12
Fairy liquid giant - slashed from 20p to 17 1/2
Table jellys at 4p each
Anchor butter down to 11p for a 1/2
Birds eye dairy cream sponge on offer this week
It’s scrambled eggs
Donderdag 21 mei 1998
When We Was Fab
When We Was Fab
Composer(s): George Harrison; Jeff Lynne
Performer(s): George Harrison; Wendy Ip
Back then long time ago when grass was green
Woke up in a daze
Arrived like stangers in the night
Fab - long time ago when we was fab
Fab - back when income tax was all we had
Caresses fleeced you in the morning light
Casualties at dawn
And we did it all
Fab - long time ago when we was fab
Fab - you are my world you are my only love
And while you're in this world
The fuzz gonna come and claim you
But you mo better wise
When the buzz gonna come and take you away
Take you away
Take you away
The microscopes that magnified the tears
Studied warts and all
Still the life flows on and on
Fab - long time ago when we was fab
Fab - but It's All Over Now Baby Blue
Fab - long time ago when we was fab
Fab - like this pullover you sent to me
Fab
And You've Really Got A Hold Me
fab - long time ago when we was fab
Woensdag 20 mei 1998
Airwaves
Airwaves
Composer(s): Thomas Dolby
Performer(s): Thomas Dolby
Strange how the scale forms
in tiny patterns
on my antenna
and the Five O'clock Show, hello hello...
Brooklyn is crawling with famous people
I turn my vehicle beneath the river, West from South
Through the airwaves
people never read the airwaves
do we only feed the airwaves
or stamp them out of street level?
Airwaves - the dampness of the wind
the airwaves - the tension of the skin
the airwaves I really should have seen through the airwaves
Electric fences line our new freeway
here in the half-light, the motorhomes leave
knee-deep in water under a pylon
how slow my heartbeat, how thin the air I'm breathing in
Control has enabled the abandoned wires again
but the copper cables all rust in the acid rain
that flood the subway
with elements of our corrosion
cabled in to me...
Be in my broadcast when this is over
give me your shoulder, I need a place
to wait for morning.
No it was nothing - some car backfiring
pleased don't ask questions
I itch all over
let me sleep
Woensdag 20 mei 1998
When Veronica Plays The Harmonica
When Veronica Plays The Harmonica
Composer(s): Tommy Mack; Jimmy Mulcay; Mildred Mulcay
Performer(s): The Mulcays; Kay Kyser
You can sail around the world to see the sights
And even see the famous northern lights
But strange as it may be
I'm sure you will agree
The greatest sight of all is by the sea
When Veronica plays the harmonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica
When she gives out with Gershwin and Bach
The perch and barracuda come wigglin' up to the dock
The seals and haddock get aquabatic
When she plays on her chromatic
When she plays boogie woogie, lobsters flippity flop
She even made a submarine blow it's top
When Veronica plays her harmonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica
When Veronica plays the harmonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica
She plays mad jive for hepcat fish
She even plays a tune for a tuna that swims with a swish
A big fat turtle whose name was Myrtle
Shook and shivered till she broke her girlde
The whale that swallowed Jonah yelled across the bay
"I'll open up my mouth and let you go today
To hear Veronica play her hamonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica"
A flying fish from Avalon flew out of sight
For he was smoking seaweed and was high as a kite
When Veronica raised the thermometer
Down on the pier at Santa Monica
An oyster got so stewed at an oyster spa
He stood right up and holler'd "Eat Me Eight To The Bar"
When Veronica played her harmonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica
A fish was using Lifebuoy soap, she knew how he felt
She never smelled a smelt that smelt like that smelt smelt
So Veronica took her harmonica
And left the pier at Santa Monica
Dinsdag 19 mei 1998
Air Talk
Air Talk
Composer(s): Yoko Ono
Performer(s): Plastic Ono Band
One, two, three, four, five, six
It’s sad that air is the only thing we share
No matter how close we are there’s always air between us
It’s also nice that air’s something we all share
No matter how far apart we are an air links us
It’s sad that past is something we can never share
No matter how close we are the past is between us
But it’s also nice that without the past
We’d have never known each other
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together
Yes, it’s very nice to have someone to share
There’s something very nice to have someone to care
We may not share our past but we have our future to share
It’s sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear
No matter how close we are it’s easy to despair
It’s also nice that you and I know it’s what we all share
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care
There’s something very nice to have something to share
There’s something very nice to have someone to care
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share
Yes, there’s something very nice to have something to care
There’s something very nice to have someone to share
We may not share our language but we have the world to share
Dinsdag 19 mei 1998
When Two Worlds Collide
When Two Worlds Collide
Composer(s): Bill Anderson; Roger Miller
Performer(s): Jim Reeves
Your world was so different from mine don't you see
We just couldn't be close though we tried
We both reached for heavens but ours weren't the same
That's what happens when two worlds collide
Your world was made up of things sweet and good
My world could never fit in, wish it could
Two hearts lie in shambles and oh how they've cried
That's what happens when two worlds collide
Your world was made up of things sweet and good
My world could never fit in, wish it could
Two hearts lie in shambles and oh how they've cried
That's what happens when two worlds collide
Maandag 18 mei 1998
Airport Song
