Donderdag 15 mei 2003
Don't Waste My Time
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Don't Waste My Time
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Woensdag 14 mei 2003
La Bohème
La Bohème
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Jacques Plante
First release by: Charles Aznavour - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - La Boheme (English Version - by Charles Aznavour)
1966 - La Boheme (Italian Version - by Gigliola Cinquetti)
1966 - La Bohemia (by Charles Aznavour)
1969 - Ya Bil Schastliv S Toboi (Bogema) (by Emil Gorovets)
1970 - La Boheme (Italian Version - by Charles Aznavour)
1999 - Uma Bela História (Trio Esperança & Charles Aznavour)
Je vous parle d’un temps
Que les moins de vingt ans
Ne peuvent pas connaître
Montmartre en ce temps-là
Accrochait ces lilas
Jusque sous nos fenêtres
Et si l'humble garni
Qui nous servait de nid
Ne payait pas de mine
C’est là qu’on s’est connu
Moi qui criait famine
Et toi qui posais nue
La bohème
La bohème
Ça voulait dire on est heureux
La bohème
La bohème
Nous ne mangions qu’un jour sur deux
Dans les cafés voisins
Nous étions quelques-uns
Qui attendions la gloire
Et bien que miséreux
Avec le ventre creux
Nous ne cessions d’y croire
Et quand quelque bistro
Contre un bon repas chaud
Nous prenait une toile
Nous récitions des vers
Groupés autour du poêle
En oubliant l’hiver
La bohème
La bohème
Ça voulait dire tu es jolie
La bohème
La bohème
Et nous avions tous du génie
Souvent il m’arrivait
Devant mon chevalet
De passer des nuits blanches
Retouchant le dessin
De la ligne d’un sein
Du galbe d’une hanche
Et ce n’est qu’au matin
Qu’on s’assayait enfin
Devant un café crème
Epuisés mais ravis
Fallait-il que l'on s'aime
Et qu'on aime la vie
La bohème
La bohème
Ça voulait dire on a vingt ans
La bohème
La bohème
Et nous vivions de l'air du temps
Quand au hasard des jours
Je m'en vais faire un tour
À mon acienne adresse
Je ne reconnais plus
Ni les murs, ni les rues
Qui ont vu ma jeunesse
En haut d'un escalier
Je cherche l'atelier
Dont plus rien ne subsiste
Dans son nouveau décor
Montmartre semble triste
Et les lilas sont morts
La bohème
La bohème
On était jeunes, on était fous
La bohème
La bohème
Ça ne veut dire plus rien du tout
Woensdag 14 mei 2003
Don't Want You No More
Don't Want You No More
Composer(s): Spencer Davis - Eddie Hardin
Performer(s): The Spencer Davis Group; The Allman Brothers Band
I'm through with you
And your pretty golden hair
Don't want to see you
'Round my door anymore
Ain't no use you making it up
I told you gal
And you've come unstuck
You be messin' me up
Don't want you no more
Don't want you no more
Don't want your lovin', honey
Don't want you no more.
You come around and you think
That I'm always there
Always was
But you never seemed to care
Ridin' around with them other guys
You don't seem to realize
That I'm all hung up on you
Don't want you no more
Don't want you no more
Don't want your lovin', honey
Don't want you no more
I stayed out at night
But I never seemed to sleep
Asked myself if you're worth
The money to keep
I'm thinking of the good
Times that we had
I never thought a gal
Could be so bad
I can't help thinkin' to myself
Don't want you no more
Don't want you no more
Don't want your lovin' honey
Don't want you no more
Don't want you no more
Don't want you no more
Don't want your lovin' honey
Don't want you no more
Dinsdag 13 mei 2003
La Blouse De L'infirmière
La Blouse De L'infirmière
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Ils appellent ça service d'urgence
Mais elle, elle joue l'indifférence
Elle rentre dans ma chambre comme dans un rêve
C'est elle qui m'fait monter la fièvre
C'est moi qui prie pour les piqûres
Elle m'rend malade, pourvu qu'ça dure
Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière
Elle me fera mourir, l'infîrmière
Sur ses hanches, y a une phrase écrite l'as dépasser la dose prescrite
Je lui fais l'coup du grand malade
Je lui fais l'coup du chanteur de blues
Elle dit ça marche pas vos salades
M'en faut plus pour que j'enlève ma blouse
Je lui demande ce qu'elle porte en dessous
Et elle me répond rien du tout
Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière
Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière
Je lui fais l'coup de l'arrêt du cœur
Pour qu'elle me fasse du bouche à bouche
Je lui demande de jouer au docteur
Mais elle prend son air sainte n'y touche
J'rêve la nuit qu'elle se déshabille
Et qu'elle me fait des choses gentilles
Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière
Elle me fera mourir, l'infirmière
Pour une infirmière
Elle a plutôt l'air
Inhospitalière...
Dinsdag 13 mei 2003
Don't Want To Live Without It
Don't Want To Live Without It
Composer(s): David Jenkins - Cory Lerios
Performer(s): Pablo Cruise; Holiday Band
I remember how you caught my eye
The first time you smiled at me
Something kind of happened from the very start
Just like it was meant to be
Your love has taken hold of me
And now I've just got to let you know
Don't want to live without it
Now that I've found your love
There ain't no doubt about it
You are the one I love
Sometimes it seems like magic
When two people come together
I can't believe what you done for me
Our love keeps getting better
I feel like I've been born again
And I know that the best is yet to come
Don't want to live without it
Now that I've found your love
There ain't no doubt about it
You are the one I love
Maandag 12 mei 2003
La Bikina
La Bikina
Composer(s): Rubén Fuentes - Alejandro Roth
Performer(s): Raphael
Solitaria camina la bikina
La gente se pone a murmurar
Dicen que tiene una pena
Dicen que tiene una pena
Que la hace llorar
Altanera, preciosa y orgullosa
No permite la quieran consolar
Pasa luciendo su real majestad
Pasa, camina y los mira
Sin verlos jamás
La bikina
Tiene pena y dolor
La bikina
No conoce el amor
Solitaria camina la bikina
Mientras tanto la gente al murmurar
Dicen que alguien ya vino y se fue
Dicen que pasa la vida
Soñando con él
Maandag 12 mei 2003
Don't Walk Over Me
Don't Walk Over Me
Performer(s): Paul Carrack
You can't see the flip side of the coin
You can't feel the part where two hearts join
There was a time I could make your day
When love was strong, has it gone
Fading far away?
Don't walk over me
Don't walk over me
Lift me up or set me free
But don't walk over me
True there's no reason for me to jump and shout
Give me love when your loves not around
I may not have the patience of a saint
Baby please don't make me hurry up and wait
Don't walk over me
I remember hearing footsteps running up to your door
They were echoes of my heartbeat
Nothing could be colder, how can love be over
When you're still not sure
Don't walk over me
Zondag 11 mei 2003
La Bière
La Bière
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
First release by: Jacques Brel - 1968
Versions In Other Languages:
1995 - Het Bier (by Frank Cools)
2007 - Drinklied (by Herman van den Berg)
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main
C'est plein d'Uilenspieghel
Et de ses cousins et d'arrière-cousins
De Breughel l'Ancien
C'est plein de gens du nord
Qui mord comme un chien
Le porc qui dort le ventre plein
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main
C'est plein de verres pleins
Qui vont à kermesse comme vont à messe
Vieilles au matin
C'est plein de jours morts
Et d'amours gelés
Chez nous y a qu'l'été
Que les filles aient un corps
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main
C'est plein de finissants
Qui soignent leurs souvenirs
En mouillant de rires
Leurs poiluchons blancs
C'est plein de débutants
Qui soignent leur vérole
En caracolant de Prosit en Skoll
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main
C'est plein de "Godferdom"
C'est plein d'Amsterdam
C'est plein de mains d'hommes
Aux croupes des femmes
C'est plein de mèmères
Qui ont depuis toujours
Un sein pour la bière
Un sein pour l'amour
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Dieu qu'on est bien
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main
C'est plein d'horizons
À vous rendre fous
Mais l'alcool est blond
Et le diable est à nous
Les gens sans Espagne
Ont besoin des deux
On fait des montagnes
Avec ce qu'on peut
Ça sent la bière
De Londres à Berlin
Ça sent la bière
Donne-moi la main
Zondag 11 mei 2003
Don't Walk Away
Don't Walk Away
Composer(s): Nick Gilder - Duane Hitchings
Performer(s): Pat Benatar
Standin' in the doorway, forgot to say one thing
You've always had the power to lift my wings
I know I shouldn't need so much, an' we could say goodbye
Oh yes I am a dreamer, I still see us flyin' high
We can start over, darlin' it's clear
Love is what brought you here
Don't Walk Away
Oh, to see if I follow
Don't Walk Away, victory's hollow
Been that road, it didn't take us home
Turn around, you won't be alone
Somethin' brings us together, keeps tearin' us apart
The wounded are much wiser, we'll just take it from the start
We can start over, darlin' it's clear
Love is what brought you here
Don't Walk Away
Oh, to see if I follow
Don't Walk Away, victory's hollow
Been that road, it didn't take us home
Turn around, you won't be alone
We can start over, darlin' it's clear
Love is what brought you here
Don't Walk Away
Oh, to see if I follow
Don't Walk Away, victory's hollow
Been that road, it didn't take us home
Turn around, you won't be alone
Don't Walk Away
Don't Walk Away!
Oh, to see if I follow
Don't Walk Away, victory's hollow
Been that road, it didn't take us home
Turn around, you won't be alone
Don't Walk Away
Oh, to see if I follow
Oh, Don't Walk Away, Don't Walk Away
Been that road, it didn't take us home
Turn around, turn around, you won't be, you won't be alone
Zaterdag 10 mei 2003
Het Bier
Het Bier
((Adapted from: La Bière (by Jacques Brel) - 1968))
((South-African Version: Drinklied (by Herman van den Berg) - 2007))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Ernst van Altena
Performer(s): Frank Cools - 1995
Het geurt naar bier, van Londen tot Berlijn
Het ruikt naar bier, en God, dat is fijn!
Het geurt naar bier, van Londen tot Berlijn
Het ruikt naar bier en laat ons vrolijk zijn!
't Zit vol Uilenspiegel
En neefjes van Tijl
Vol boeren en meiden
In Brueghelse stijl
't Zit vol noordewind
Die bijt in de mond
Van zwijnen die ronken
Met pensen rond!
't Zit vol volle glazen
't Is machtig en tof
't Zit voller met schuim
Dan 's zondags het lof!
't Zit vol bittere kou
Want het is buiten kijf:
Bij ons heeft een meid
Alleen 's zomers een lijf!
't Zit vol ouwe mannen
Die bibberend en dor
Hun 'vroeger' bepraten
Met schuim in hun snor
't Zit vol jonge jongens
Die, leve de lol!
Hun puisten beklinken
Met Prosit! En Skol!
't Zit vol Godverdomme
En vol Amsterdam
't Zit vol blonde vrouwen
Van noordelijke stam
't Zit vol ronde moekes
Met in hun brevier
Een borst voor de liefde
Een borst voor het bier!
't Zit vol horizons
't Is geen slappe thee
't Is sterk en 't is blond
En de duivel werkt mee
Wij hebben geen Alpen
Dus brouwen wij hier
De vlakte vol bergen
Met bergen van bier!...
Zaterdag 10 mei 2003
Don't Wait Too Long
Don't Wait Too Long
Composer(s): Sunny Skylar
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
Don't Wait Too Long
You are the summer and I am the autumn
Don't wait too long
Your song's beginning while mine's nearly sung
Don't wait too long
Fall is a lovely time of the year
When leaves turn to golden brown
But soon fall is ending and winter is near
And the leaves start tumblin' down
Why must the moments go by in such haste?
Don't wait too long
Winter is coming, I've no time to waste
Don't wait too long
So while my heart's gay and foolish and free and still can sing its song
Share every precious moment with me, don't you wait too long
Don't wait too long
Don't wait too long
So while my heart's gay and foolish and free and still can sing its song
Share every precious moment with me, don't wait too long
Vrijdag 9 mei 2003
You Only Think Of Me (When You're Lonely)
You Only Think Of Me (When You're Lonely)
Composer(s): Ben Weisman - Sid Wayne
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean
You only think of me when you're lonely
After all the laughter's been and gone
When the streets are filled with neon shadows only
I'm a shoulder you come crying on
Each time I take you back I know again you'll hurt me so
Still this heart of mine just lets you come and go
You only think of me when you're lonely
But I'm lonely thinking of you all the time
Each time I take you back I know again you'll hurt me so
Still this heart of mine just lets you come and go
You only think of me when you're lonely
But I'm lonely thinking of you all the time
Vrijdag 9 mei 2003
Don't Turn Me Away
Don't Turn Me Away
Composer(s): Graham Russell
Performer(s): Air Supply
We shared such a special love
It seemed to have no end
But now it hurts me just to remember
Your eyes used to tell me so much
That words could never find
And now you say you don’t know
Where your future lies
But you’ve got to find it now
Or get left behind
Please don’t turn me away
I can’t forget it all in just one day
Take some time to speak your mind
But say it’s not over
Please don’t turn me away
Don’t close the door on us this way
I’m so sure that there’s much more
You just have to tell me
Remember those fireside nights
It’s not that long ago
You said you wanted to stay there forever
I have you the strength of my hand
When things were running low
I didn’t know you would go back on
What you said
There must be some reasons there
That you don’t want to share
Please don’t turn me away
I can’t forget it all in just one day
Take some time to speak your mind
But say it’s not over
Please don’t turn me away
Don’t close the door on us this way
I’m so sure that there’s much more
You just have to tell me
And just when you needed me
I said I’d be there until the end
What is it that’s changed in you
When all I want is to be your friend
(I need a friend)
Don’t turn me away
Donderdag 8 mei 2003
The Peace Proposal
The Peace Proposal
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Shel Silverstein
Said General Clay to General Gore
"Really must we fight this sill war
To kill and die is such a bore"
"I quite agree," said General Gore
Said General Gore to General Clay
"We could go to the beach today
And have some ice cream on the way"
"A grand idea", said General Clay
Said General Clay to General Gore
"We'll build sand castles on the shore"
Said General Gore, "We'll splash and play"
"Let's leave right now", said General Clay
Said General Gore to General Clay
"But what if the sea is closed today
And what if the sand's been blown away?"
"A dreadful thought", said General Clay
Said General Gore to General Clay
I've always feared the ocean's spray
And we may drown." "It's true we may
It chills my blood", said General Clay
Said General Clay to General Gore
"My bathing suit is slightly tore
We better go on with our war"
"I quite agree", said General Gore
Then General Clay charged General Gore
As bullets flew and cannons roared
And now, alas, there is no more
Of General Clay or General Gore
Donderdag 8 mei 2003
Don't Turn Around
Don't Turn Around
Composer(s): Albert Hammond - Diane Warren
First release by: Tina Turner - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists
If you wanna leave
baby
I won't beg you to stay
And if you wanna go
darling
maybe it's better that way
I'm gonna be strong
I'm gonna be fine
Don't worry about this heart of mine
Walk out the door
see if I care
go on and go now
but
Don't turn around
'cause you're gonna see my heart breaking
Don't turn around
I don't want you seeing me crying
Just walk away
it's tearing me apart that you're leaving
I'm letting you go and I won't let you know
Baby
I won't let you know
I won't miss your arms around me
holding me tight
And if you ever think about me just know
that I'm gonna be alright
I'm gonna be strong
I'm gonna be fine
Don't worry about this heart of mine
I know I'll survive it
I'll make it through
And I'll learn to live without you
but
Don't turn around
'cause you're gonna see my heart breaking
I wish I could scream out loud that I love you
I wish I could say to you: Don't go
don't go
don't go!
Don't turn around
Don't turn around
I don't want you seeing me crying
Just walk away
it's tearing me apart that you're leaving
I'm letting you go
Don't turn around
'cause you're gonna see my heart breaking
Woensdag 7 mei 2003
Masochistic Baby
Masochistic Baby
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
First release by: Shel Silverstein - 1972
Oh ever since my masocistic baby went and left me (she has left you a again)
I got nothin' nothin' to hit but the wall (poor wall)
She loved me when I beat her (oh they do love that)
But then I started actin' sweeter (oh mistake)
Oh and that ain't no way to treat her at all
She is the one that I'm dreaming of and you always hurt the one you love
And ever since my masochistic baby went and left me
Nothin' to hit but the wall (what you know)
Nothin' to belt but my pants (yes I've suspendors)
Nothin' to whip but the cream (it gets so nasty)
Nothin' to beat but the eggs
Oh nothin' to punch but the clock
Oh nothin' to strike but the match (light my fire)
Oh nothin' nothin' to hit but the wall
Woensdag 7 mei 2003
Don't Try Your Jive On Me
Don't Try Your Jive On Me
Composer(s): Leonard Feather - Edgar Sampson
Performer(s): Fats Waller; Una Mae Carlisle
You tell me you love me only
Say you're feeling so lonely
But I know you're lyin'
That's why I'm cryin'
Now, don't you try your jive on me
Oh, you asked me a whole gang of questions
You make all kinds of suggestions
If only you meant it
I wouldn't resent it
But don't try your jive on me
All night long you hang around
Can't you see you bring me down?
Yes, yes!
I know that you think you're a sender
You'll never make me surrender
In fact you don't rate
I'm telling you, gate
Now don't try your jive on me!
Bring it on out!
Bring 'em some jive!
Yes! Yes!
You don't rate
I'm tellin' you, gate
Don't try your jive on me
No, no, no, no
Don't try your jive on me!
Dinsdag 6 mei 2003
La Bien Paga
La Bien Paga
Composer(s): Juan Mostazo
Performer(s): Raphael; Bebo & Cigala; Miguel De Molina
Na’ te debo
Na’ te pido
Me voy de tu vera, olvídame ya
Que he pagao con oro tus carnes morenas
No maldigas, paya, que estamos en paz
No te quiero
No me quieras
Si to’ me lo diste, yo na’ te pedí
No me eches en cara que to’ lo perdiste
También a tu vera yo to’ lo perdí
Bien paga’
Si tú eres la bien paga’
Porque tus besos compré
Y a mí te supiste dar
Por un puñao de parne
Bien paga’, bien paga’
Bien paga’ fuiste, mujer
No te engaño
Quiero a otra
No creas por eso que te traicioné
No cayó en mis brazos
Me dio sólo un beso
El único beso que yo no pagué
Na’ te pido
Na’ me llevo
Entre esas paredes dejo sepultas
Penas y alegrías, que te doy y me diste
Y esas joyas que ahora pa' otro lucirás
Dinsdag 6 mei 2003
Don't Treat Me Like A Child
Don't Treat Me Like A Child
Composer(s): Mike Hawker - John Schroeder
Performer(s): Helen Shapiro
Well, just because I’m in my teens
And I still go to school
Don’t think that I been childish dreams
I’m nobody’s fool
Don’t mother me, that makes me wild
And please don’t treat me like a child
It’s often said that youngsters
Should be seen and not be heard
But I want you to realise
That it’s quite absurd
Don’t wanna be so meek and mild
So please don’t treat me like a child
Gonna be my own adviser
‘Cause my mind’s my own
Then I will be much the wiser
My own point of view
Has got to be known
The best years of my life, I know
Are those when I am young
And since I’m sure that this is so
Gotta have my fun
So if I feel like running wild
Well, please don’t treat me like a child
Gonna be my own adviser
‘Cause my mind’s my own
Then I will be much the wiser
My own point of view
Has got to be known
The best years of my life, I know
Are those when I am young
And since I’m sure that this is so
Gotta have my fun
So if I feel like running wild
Well, please don’t treat me like a child
Don’t ever treat me like a child
Maandag 5 mei 2003
La Bicyclette
