Donderdag 18 juli 2002
Doctor Dolittle
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Doctor Dolittle
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse
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Woensdag 17 juli 2002
I Need You (Roy Black)
I Need You
((German Version: Ganz in Weiß (Roy Black))
Performer(s): Roy Black
I need you - to hold me close again
For I knew I won't be happy until then
I need you - you're all I'm living for
Ev'ry day that slips away I need you more
Oh my love - please listen to my pray'r
Tell me whore and tell me when and I'll be there
All the letters in the world
can't replace my little girl
I need you - my love I need you so
No all the letters in the world
can't replace my little girl
I need you - my love I need you so
Woensdag 17 juli 2002
Doctor
Doctor
Composer(s): INXS
Performer(s): INXS
We're all running fast tonight
Rocket shoes on our feet
There's a planet where it's right
I'm sure we'll get there by next week
I could've been a doctor
I could've been a lawyer
I could've been a scientist
I could've been normal
Especially in the daylight
You say don't worry while in flight
The darkness is like a fog
I won't get scared
I won't get tired
I've been in space so damn long
The Earth is just a big blue dot
I can't see the cars and planes
There's a planet where it's right
I'm sure we'll get there by next week
Dinsdag 16 juli 2002
Ganz in Weiß
Ganz in Weiß
((English Version: I Need You (by Roy Black))
Performer(s): Roy Black
Ganz in Weiß mit einem Blumenstrauß
so siehst du in meinen schönsten Träumen aus
Ganz verliebt, schaust du mich strahlend an
Es gibt nichts mehr was uns beide trennen kann
Ganz in Weiß so gehst du neben mir
und die Liebe lacht aus jedem Blick von dir
Ja dann reichst du mir die Hand
und du siehst so glücklich aus
ganz in Weiß mit einem Blumenstrauß
Ja dann reichst du mir die Hand
und du siehst so glücklich aus
ganz in Weiß mit einem Blumenstrauß
Ganz in Weiß so gehst du neben mir
und die Liebe lacht aus jedem Blick von dir
Ja dann reichst du mir die Hand
und du siehst so glücklich aus
ganz in Weiß mit einem Blumenstrauß
Ja dann reichst du mir die Hand
und du siehst so glücklich aus
ganz in Weiß mit einem Blumenstrauß
Dinsdag 16 juli 2002
Docteur Jekyll Et Monsieur Hyde
Docteur Jekyll Et Monsieur Hyde
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Hello Docteur Jekyll
Non je n'suis pas le Docteur Jekyll
Hello Docteur Jekyll
Mon nom est Hyde, Mister Hyde
Docteur Jekyll il avait en lui
Un Monsieur Hyde qui était son mauvais génie
Mister Hyde n'disait rien
Mais en secret n'en pensait pas moins
Hello Docteur Jekyll
Je vous dis que je ne suis pas le docteur Jekyll
Hello Docteur Jekyll
Mon nom est Hyde, Mister Hyde
Docteur Jekyll n'a eu dans sa vie
Que de petites garc's qui se foutaient de lui
Mister Hyde dans son cœur
Prenait des notes pour le docteur
Hello Docteur Jekyll
Il n'y a plus de Docteur Jekyll
Hello Docteur Jekyll
Mon nom est Hyde, Mister Hyde
Docteur Jekyll un jour a compris
Que c'est ce Monsieur Hyde qu'on aimait en lui
Mister Hyde ce salaud
A fait la peau du Docteur Jekyll
Docteur Jekyll, Docteur Jekyll
Dinsdag 16 juli 2002
Docteur
Docteur
Composer(s): J.P. Bucolo - Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Hey Docteur, j'ai déjà pas mal
De tours au compteur
Pas mal d'années derrière
J'aimerais faire moins que mon âge
Est-ce que tu peux faire un peu de ménage
Sur la peau de mon visage?
Faut que tu effaces
Toutes ces traces
Creusées sur ma figure
Trempe mon cœur dans le ciment
Mes cheveux dans la peinture
Je ne sortirai plus jamais
Sans plusieurs couches de fourrure
Ma famille a de l'argent... Docteur
Hey Sorcier
Pourquoi sommes nous fiers comme des rochers
Fragiles comme du verre?
Je préfère le silex
Ce temps qui passe et moi qui passe avec
Je prends ça comme un échec
Faut que tu effaces
Toutes ces traces
Creusées sur ma figure
Trempe mon cœur dans le ciment
Mes cheveux dans la peinture
Je ne sortirai plus jamais
Sans plusieurs couches de fourrure
Ma famille a de l'argent... Docteur
On est tous pareil
Il est pour moi le soleil
On est tous les mêmes
C'est moi que j'aime
Faut que tu effaces
Toutes ces traces
Creusées sur ma figure
Trempe mon cœur dans le ciment
Mes cheveux dans la peinture
Je ne sortirai plus jamais
Sans plusieurs couches de fourrure
Ma famille a de l'argent... Docteur
J'aimerais faire moins que mon âge
Est-ce que tu peux faire un peu de ménage
Sur la peau de mon visage?
Je préfère les silex
Ce temps qui passe et moi qui passe avec
Je prends ça comme un échec
Maandag 15 juli 2002
Assez ... Assez
Assez ... Assez
Composer(s): David Mc Neil - Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Assez de ces
Machins pointus
De tout c'qui blesse
De tout c'qui tue
Couteaux, coupe-coupes
Et balles perdues
Assez de ces
Machins pointus...
Assez, assez, assez, assez
Assez de ces
Machins qui griffent
Crampons de foot
Bijoux Van Cleef
Tonton-macoutes
Scouts à canifs
Assez de ces
Machins qui griffent...
Assez, assez, assez, assez
Faut des ronds
Faut des courbes
Des marchands d'marrons
Rue Lecourbe
Faut des ballons
Des cerceaux
Et les seins de
Sophie Marceau...
Assez, assez, assez, assez
Assez de ces
Machins qui piquent
Serpents-pythons
Et porc-épics
Du hérisson
Microscopique
Assez de ces
Machins qui piquent...
Faut des ronds
Faut des courbes
Des marchands d'marrons
Rue Lecourbe
Faut des ballons
Des cerceaux
Et les seins de
Sophie Marceau...
Assez, assez, assez, assez
Bon, Cupidon est dispensé
Les abeilles et les crustacés
OK, mais pas les chiens dressés
Les pit-bulls et les verres cassés
Les cutters des cours de lycée
Les harponneurs de cétacés
Tout ce qui blesse, ooh! c'est assez
Effacez tout, recommencez...
Maandag 15 juli 2002
Docklands
Docklands
Composer(s): Betsy Cook - Trevor Horn
Performer(s): Stevie Nicks
Papa says... there are clothes to wash
Sister says... brush your hair
You'll go down... to the laundromat
Maybe your sister is there
Father says... when you're young like this...
Things can seem... pretty bad
Let's get out... and walk by the river
And there are people who roam the Docklands
And there are ships passing in the night
And there are thousands of things that I have dreamed
Gone in the daylight
Sister says... hold your head up high
Life goes on... so don't be afraid
Keep your defenses... but don't shut the loving out
You got to learn to carry that weight
And all the people who roam the Docklands
And all the ships passing through the night
And there are thousands of things that I have dreamed
Gone in the daylight
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a foreign land
And there's a mirror I'm looking through
Lost in the place where I was born
Without a hand to hold on to
Hold on... hold on
Hold on... hold on
In the Docklands where I was born...
People keep moving to and fro
Everybody's pushing... trying to make it happen
I beg of you... I beg of you... I beg of you
I miss you... more than I thought I could
I need you... more than you know
I was there... when they took you away from me
I'll be there... when they let you go
And then the people who roam the Docklands
And all the ships passing in the night
And the thousands of things that I have dreamed
Stay in the daylight
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a foreign land
And there's a mirror I'm looking through
Well bring me back to the place where I was born
Without a hand to hold on to
Give me your hand
Give me your hand... give me your hand
Give me your hand... in the Docklands
I... beg of you... give me your hand
In the Docklands
Zondag 14 juli 2002
Beds Are Burning
Beds Are Burning
Composer(s): Rob Hirst - Jim Moginie - Peter Garrett
First release by: Midnight Oil - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists
Out where the river broke
The blood wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
We're gonna give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
Zondag 14 juli 2002
Doch Einer Spielt Akkordeon
Doch Einer Spielt Akkordeon
((French & Spanish Versions: Mais Il Y A L'accordéon (Dalida); Al Escuchar Mi Acordeón (Dalida))
Composer(s): Johnny Rech - Hachfeld
Performer(s): Dalida
Ich seh die welt in resignation
Ich seh den krieg die aggression
Die erde erschuttern revolution
Herzen aus stein hass nur und hohn
Ich weiss diese welt ist böse statt gut
Ich weiss der himmel der über uns ruht
Mit rosa wolken in sanfter glut
Ist ein spiegel der erde rot von blut
Doch einer spielt Akkordeon
Spielt mit passion Akkordeon
Und es erblüht in seinem ton
Die welt als schöne illusion
Doch einer spielt Akkordeon
Spielt mit passion Akkordeon
Und es erschalit bei seinem ton
Die ganze schöne welt
Die Liebe endet so olt im streit
Es klagt ein herz in der einsamkeit
Wir taumein, taumein
Durch unsere zeit
Wir suchen das Glück
Das Glück ist weit
Doch einer spielt Akkordeon
Spielt mit passion Akkordeon
Und es erblüht in seinem ton
Die welt als schöne illusion
Doch einer spielt Akkordeon
Spielt mit passion Akkordeon
Und es erschalit bei seinem ton
Die ganze schöne welt
Dort im bistro, um das die katzen streichen
Ein gläschen wein, lass uns die hände reichen
Die dunklen schatten sollen von uns weichen
Nichts mehr von schmerz
Enttäuschung und dergleichen
Und einer spielt Akkordeon
Spielt mit passion Akkordeon
Und es erblüht in seinem ton
Frankreich als schöne ilusion
Und einer spielt Akkerdeon
Spielt mit passion Akkordeon
Und es erschallt bei seinem ton
Ein schönes Frankreich
Zaterdag 13 juli 2002
Aspetto Te
Aspetto Te
((Adapted from: Je T'attends ((by Charles Aznavour) - 1963))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Gilbert Bécaud - Georges Calabrese
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour - 1975
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Ich Erwarte Dich (by Alexandra)
1966 - Waar Ben Jij (by Conny Vandenbos)
2000 - Te Espero (by Charles Aznavour)
Notti bianche, giorni neri senza te
Hanno steso un velo d'ombra intorno a me
Muore il tempo nella noia dei perché
Da una vita senza gioia aspetto te
L'aria della primavera che non c'è
Col sorriso dei vent'anni in mano a te
La mia calma e le tempeste cerco in te
Da una vita senza gioie aspetto te
Io son qui ed aspetto te
Chiunque sai, ovunque vai
Corri qui, da me
Io son qui, sogno senza età
E se non so che nome hai
Ti chiamerò amor
Ogni giorno si trasforma accanto a te
E la vita prende forma insieme a te
Il mio attendere diventa in fondo a me
Un pittore che ti inventa e aspetto te
Una mano immaginaria innanzi a me
Sta formandoti nell'aria e vedo te
Ma nel sogno che si spezza, che non c'è
Non rimane che tristezza, aspetto te
Io son qui ed aspetto te
Chiunque sei, ovunque vai
Corri qui, corri qui da me
Io, io son qui
Sogno senza età
E se non so che nome hai
Ti chiamerò amor
Zaterdag 13 juli 2002
Doce Campanadas
Doce Campanadas
Composer(s): Federico Baena
Performer(s): Javier Solís
Llegó la media noche con su sombra de recuerdos
las horas se hacen viejas y la luna bostezó
Y escucho en la distancia con el aletear del viento
un organillo triste que me canta tu canción
Llegó la media noche con su ruido de silencio
las cosas que dejaste aún te esperan como yo
La historia se repite noche a noche y tú no llegas
son doce campanadas que me llenan de dolor
Llegó la media noche con su ruido de silencio
las cosas que dejaste aún te esperan como yo
La historia se repite noche a noche y tú no llegas
son doce campanadas que me llenan de dolor
Vrijdag 12 juli 2002
Kleine Kokette Katinka
Kleine Kokette Katinka
Composer(s): Joop Stokkermans - Henny Hamhuis - Lodewijk Post
Performer(s): Paul de Leeuw; De Spelbrekers
Elke morgen om half negen
Komen wij Katinka tegen
Rode muts en blonde lok
Hel geel truitje, blauwe rok
Maar ze trippelt zwijgend naast haar ma
Daarom zingen alle jongens haar verlangend na
Kleine kokette Katinka
Kijk nou eens een keertje om
Stiekempjes over je schouder
Je ma ziet het toch niet dus kom
Kleine kokette Katinka
Ben je verlegen misschien
We willen zo graag nog heel even
Een glimp van je wipneusje zien
Elke morgen, zon of regen
Komen wij Katinka tegen
Hakjes tik-tak op de stoep
Korte rok met nauwe coup
Maar haar blik verraadt geen nee of ja
Daarom zingen alle jongens haar verlangend na
Kleine kokette Katinka
Kijk nou eens een keertje om
Stiekempjes over je schouder
Je ma ziet het toch niet dus kom
Kleine kokette Katinka
Ben je verlegen misschien
We willen zo graag nog heel even
Een glimp van je wipneusje zien
Kleine kokette Katinka
Kijk nou eens een keertje om
Stiekempjes over je schouder
Je ma ziet het toch niet dus kom
Kleine kokette Katinka
Ben je verlegen misschien
We willen zo graag nog heel even
Een glimp van je wipneusje zien
La la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la la...
Vrijdag 12 juli 2002
Doc Holliday
Doc Holliday
Composer(s): Paulovic
Performer(s): Hank Williams Jr.
Old Doc Holliday was tendin' the town
Old Doc Holliday was tendin' the town
But he heard the news goin' around
that the plain Fuel Kid is gonna shoot him down
Won't you have another drink on me Doc Holliday
Have another drink on me (Doc Holliday)
Have another drink on me Doc Holliday
the Kid ain't gonna shoot you down
Old Doc Holliday was leanin' on the stand
pistol on his hip and red iron in his hand
The Kid come waddlin' down the street
old Doc said Kid saints know that you're mean
Won't you have another drink on me...
The Kid drew his pistol and Doc did too
Doc got to him shot him through
But Kid looked up said don't shoot me more
but Doc just smiled and emptied his 44
Oh won't you have another drink on me...
Have another drink on me...
Donderdag 11 juli 2002
Asleep On The Wind
Asleep On The Wind
Performer(s): Jimmy Webb
Love is a glass of wine
Balanced on the siderail of a ship
Across the sea at midnight, it may not last the daylight
And the trip is long
And the waves are strong
But then again, it might be up there forever
I've heard of birds that never touch the land
But sleep on the winds
And if untouched by someone's careless hand
Asleep on the winds
Our love might last until the journey's end
Alive Alive
And our lives are just bubbles of time
They're rainbow-colored and
They're shining in the sun
They drift above the treetops now
In danger if the breeze drops somehow
And darling, that's all it would take
And yet we threaten not to break
And you know we could be up here forever
I've heard of birds that never touch the land
But sleep on the winds
And if untouched by someone's careless hand
Asleep on the winds
Our lives might last untill the love begins
So stay alive and let me try as hard as you do
To stay alive, please let me be as much alive as you
Alive Alive
Donderdag 11 juli 2002
Doble Vida
Doble Vida
Composer(s): Jaime Asua - Joaquín Sabina
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto; Joaquín Sabina
El juez justo y severo
cada noche devuelve la toga
y la ley al baul
y en la barra del "Angel azul"
pide Chivas con hielo
y le canta al oido a la "Chelo"
quimeras de amor
de razano, Gardel y Lepera
El juez justo y severo
al ritmo decadente de un bolero
en la ciudad prohibida
olvida su disfraz de caballero
lleva una doble vida
Su discreta señora
cada lunes alternos decora
la frente del juez
en un cuarto oscuro de hotel
Con un Rambo de esos
que le cobran por horas los besos
y saben hacer que una dama
cometa un exceso
su discreta señora
furtiva, maquillada y pecadora
en la ciudad prohibida
se empolva la nariz hasta la aurora
lleva una doble vida
Cena de matrimonio
doña Ines dice ¿quieres Antonio
servir el champagne en el living?
hoy voy a brindar
cuenta su señoria
por aquel violador de entrevias
recuerdas mi amor
voy a darle quince años y un dia
El santo matrimonio
que forman doña Ines y don Antonio
en la ciudad prohibida
pone una vela a dios
y otra al demonio
lleva una doble vida
Woensdag 10 juli 2002
100 Years
100 Years
Composer(s): Joey Dyser
First release by: Joey Dyser - 1974
The other day I felt so young
But now you made me 100 years
If you turned around look what you've done
You'll see my eyes , you'll see my tears
My friends all say:
Don't cry to long
There is another love to come
They maybe right they maybe wrong
But still I love you, hear my song
You disappeared without goodbye
Knowing so well, you'd make me cry
But troubles you could never face
So you just left an empty place
My friends all say:
Don't cry to long
There is another love to come
They maybe right they maybe wrong
But still I love you, hear my song
The first kiss made a fool of me
Woensdag 10 juli 2002
Do Do Do Do Do Do Do It Again
Do Do Do Do Do Do Do It Again
Composer(s): Roy Jordan - Sid Bass
Performer(s): The Bell Sisters
Do it again, do it again
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do it again
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't let it end
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me and then
Darling
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do it again
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do it some more
More, more, more, more, more, more, do it some more
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why let it end
Darling
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do it again
You make each kiss a work of art
So once we start, you'll hear
My poor heart beating and repeating
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do it again
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't let it end
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me and then
Darling
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do it again
Do, do do, do, do it some more
Yes, yes yes, yes, do it some more
Why, why why, why, why let it end
Darling
Do, do, do, do
Do, do it again
You make each kiss a work of art
So once we start, you'll hear
My poor heart beating and repeating
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do it again
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't let it end
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me and then
Darling
Do it again! Do it again!
Do, do, do, do, do
Do it again!
Dinsdag 9 juli 2002
Ask The Lonely
Ask The Lonely
Composer(s): Ivy Jo Hunter - William Stevenson
First release by: Four Tops - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Just ask the lonely
When you feel
That you can make it all alone
Remember no one is big enough
To go it all alone
Just ask the lonely
They know the hurting pain
Of losing the love
You can never regain
Just ask the lonely
The young and foolish
Who laugh at love and slowly run away
Confident and sure that fate
Will bring another love their way
But ask the lonely
How vainly a heart can yearn
For losing a love
That will never return
Just ask the lonely
They'll tell you a story of sadness
A story too hard to believe
They'll tell you
The loneliest one is me
Just ask the lonely
Ask me, I'm the loneliest one of all
Dinsdag 9 juli 2002
Do You? Don't You? Will You? Won't You?
