Zondag 12 september 2004
Back To The Blues
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Back To The Blues
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Zaterdag 11 september 2004
La Strada Del Bosco
La Strada Del Bosco
Composer(s): Gary DeMichele
Performer(s): Claudio Villa
Vieni
C'è una strada nel bosco
Il suo nome conosco
Vuoi conoscerlo tu
Vieni
È la strada del cuore
Dove nasce l'amore
Che non muore mai più
Laggiú tra gli alberi
Intrecciato coi rami in fior'
C'è un nido semplice
Come sogna il tuo cuor'
Vieni
C'è una strada nel bosco
Il suo nuome conosco
Vuoi conoscerlo tu
Un usignolo a sera sospirerà
Ed ogni fata in fronte ti bacierà
Canta il tuo cuore il bosco la ninna nanna
Mentre una culla bianca prepari tu
Laggiù tra gli alberi
Intrecciato coi rami in fior'
C'è un nido semplice
Come sogna il tuo cuor'
Vieni
C'è una strada nel bosco
Il suo nome conosco, vuoi conoscerlo tu
Zaterdag 11 september 2004
Back To School
Back To School
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Jeannie C. Riley
Wintertime comes early to the north part of this state
I walk along the river where we used to come and skate
The trees're now all gone and by the river there's a sign
Trespassin' is a twenty dollar fine
Lookin' up the road toward the schoolhouse on the hill
That thing about an empty building causes me to chill
My memory goes back to when the teacher rang the bell
The day she sent you home for saying hell
Walkin' past the building so important in my past
The road is full of ol' discarded bottles and some trash
I step behind the building as I shelter from the cold
I see our names in letters big and bold
My fingers trace the letters of a work of art alone
And I recall the day that you carved it in a stone
Somehow I can see you now with books and coat in hand
You always waved as down the hill you ran
Cokes were just a nickel then and many were the times
The two of us would sip them as if they were village wine
And then on Graduation Day we bought the little ring
And said that carats didn't mean a thing
Now I retrace my footsteps to the cab that waits for me
Looking back to see our names you carved upon a tree
The driver says I look familiar asks me what's my name
I say hurry I have to catch a plane
Vrijdag 10 september 2004
La Storia Di Serafino
La Storia Di Serafino
Composer(s): Adriano Celentano - Mike DelPrete
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano
Perché continuano a costruire le case
e non lasciano l'erba, non lasciano
l'erba, non lasciano l'erba, non lasciano l'erba
Eh no! se andiamo avanti
così, chissà come si farà! chissà!
E così la seconda storia
che vi voglio raccontare
è quella del pastore Serafino!
al mondo antico, chiuso nel suo cuore
la gente del duemila ormai non crede più!
Con le pecore e un cane fedele
tre amici sempre pronti
nei pascoli sui monti
a una spanna dal "regno dei cieli"
viveva felice così!
oh Serafino... difendi
difendi la tua libertà! la libertà!
quel giovane pastore piaceva alle ragazze
perché negli occhi aveva avventura!
E quando prese in pugno la fortuna
e un gruzzolo di soldi per caso ereditò
si fece una grande festa da fare girar la testa!
scoppiarono i mortaretti, si fecero dei banchetti!
Per tutti ci fu un sorriso, che giorni
di paradiso per il pastore ricco Serafino!
regalò qualche cosa agli amici
che gioia nel paese per quelle pazze spese
Uno scialle, una radio, un coltello e una macchina rossa per se!
oh Serafino... le donne, le donne ti dicono di sì
Beato te! "tiero, tiero, tiero, tiero, tierà, tierà, tierà"
Lui spinge la macchina che in un burrone va e scoppierà!
dopo i giorni dell'allegria amaro resta il vino...
si trova in tribunale Serafino!
I suoi nemici per prendere i suoi soldi
lo fan passar per matto e lui che fa!
Si riprende le pecore e il cane
gli amici sempre pronti
e torna là sui monti
nella casa più grande del mondo
che soffitto e pareti non ha!
oh Serafino... difendi
difendi la tua libertà! la libertà!
ti voglio bene pastore Serafino!
Un uomo con il cuore da bambino!
e libero come aria purissima
del mattino per vivere là sui monti
ritorna Serafino!
Vrijdag 10 september 2004
Back Street Luv
Back Street Luv
Composer(s): Ian Eyre - Sonja Kristina - Darryl Way
First release by: Curved Air - 1971
Summer's comin', time to dream the day away
And she's so sunny is the girl you met today
Will she make it?
Can she take it?
Like to try love, such a shy love
Ragged backstreet, leanin' on the wall
She weaves a story of her life before it all
Did she give love?
Could she feel love?
Did she find love?
Was it real love?
Where's your smile today?
Did she let you down?
Try to see she didn't mean to make you feel so sad
Ragged backstreet, sittin' on a wall
She tells of men that she knew before it all
When she made love she tried to find love, when she gives love she will find love
Summer's comin', time ...
Where's your smile today ...
Donderdag 9 september 2004
La Statue
La Statue
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - François Rauber
First release by: Jacques Brel - 1962
J'aimerais tenir l'enfant de Marie
Qui a fait graver sous ma statue
"Il a vécu toute sa vie
Entre l'honneur et la vertu"
Moi qui ai trompé mes amis
De faux serment en faux serment
Moi qui ai trompé mes amis
Du jour de l'An au jour de l'An
Moi qui ai trompé mes maîtresses
De sentiment en sentiment
Moi qui ai trompé mes maîtresses
Du printemps jusques au printemps
Cet enfant de Marie je l'aimerais là
Et j'aimerais que les enfants ne me regardent pas
J'aimerais tenir l'enfant de carême
Qui a fait graver sous ma statue
"Les Dieux rappellent ceux qu'ils aiment
Et c'était lui qu'ils aimaient le plus"
Moi qui n'ai jamais prié Dieu
Que lorsque j'avais mal aux dents
Moi qui n'ai jamais prié Dieu
Que quand j'ai eu peur de Satan
Moi qui n'ai prié Satan
Que lorsque j étais amoureux
Moi qui n'ai prié Satan
Que quand j'ai eu peur du Bon Dieu
Cet enfant de carême je l'aimerais là
Et j'aimerais que les enfants ne me regardent pas
J'aimerais tenir enfant de salaud
Qui a fait graver sous ma statue
"Il est mort comme un héros
Il est mort comme on ne meurt plus"
Moi qui suis parti faire la guerre
Parce que je m'ennuyais tellement
Moi qui suis parti faire la guerre
Pour voir si les femmes des Allemands
Moi qui suis mort à la guerre
Parce que les femmes des Allemands
Moi qui suis mort à la guerre
De n'avoir pu faire autrement
Cet enfant de salaud je l'aimerais là
Et j'aimerais que mes enfants ne me regardent pas
Donderdag 9 september 2004
Back Stabbers
Back Stabbers
Composer(s): Leon Huff - Gene McFadden - John Whitehead
First release by: The O'Jays - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
(What they do!)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
All you fellows who have someone and you really care, yeah, yeah
Then it's all of you fellows who better beware, yeah yeah
Somebody's out to get your lady
A few of your buddies they sure look shady
Blades are long, clenched tight in their fist
Aimin' straight at your back
And I don't think they'll miss
(What they do!)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
I keep gettin' all these visits from my friends, yeah, what they doin to me
They come to my house again and again and again and again, yeah
So are they there to see my woman
I don't even be home but they just keep on comin'
What can I do to get on the right track
I wish they'd take some of these knives off my back
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
Low down... dirty...
(What they do!)
(They smile in your face)
Smiling faces... smiling faces sometimes tell lies (Back stabbers)
(They smile in your face)
I don't need... low down, dirty bastards (Back stabbers)
Woensdag 8 september 2004
La Stagione Dell'amore
La Stagione Dell'amore
Composer(s): Giusto Pio - Franco Battiato
First release by: Franco Battiato - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists
La stagione dell'amore viene e va
i desideri non invecchiano quasi mai con l'età
Se penso a come ho speso male il mio tempo
che non tornerà, non ritornerà più
La stagione dell'amore viene e va
all'improvviso senza accorgerti, la vivrai, ti sorprenderà
Ne abbiamo avute di occasioni
perdendole; non rimpiangerle, non rimpiangerle mai
Ancora un'altro entusiasmo ti farà pulsare il cuore
Nuove possibilità per conoscersi
e gli orizzonti perduti non ritornano mai
La stagione dell'amore tornerà
con le paure e le scommesse questa volta quanto durerà
Se penso a come ho speso male il mio tempo
che non tornerà, non ritornerà più
Woensdag 8 september 2004
Back Pocket Money
Back Pocket Money
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Jimmy Newman
My baby won't give me no back pocket money
She's afraid I'll spend it on the girls downtown
Front pocket money, just the nickel and dime stuff
Sure cuts down my running around
Back pocket money, holding cold cash
Makes all the girls think I'm a fancy-dan
Front pocket money won't make the girls smile
Oh, and I wish I was a back pocket money man
Do somethin' good here for me, boys
Clever rooster ain't worth much if he can't pull some
My Baby said, "Leave all them little chicks alone"
So she won't give me no back pocket money
Said I'd be better off if I'd do a little crowin' at home
Back pocket money, holding cold cash
Makes all the girls think I'm a fancy-dan
Front pocket money won't make the girls smile
Lord, I wish I was a back pocket money man
Dinsdag 7 september 2004
La Sposa Occidentale
La Sposa Occidentale
Lucio Battisti
Non dobbiamo avere pazienza, ma
accampare pretese intorno o noi
come in un assedio, ed essere aggrediti
dalle voglie più voluminose
un fiore, che è un fiore
io non te l' ho mai comprato
vuoi improvvisato, vuoi confezionato, ma
trasferisco da te tutti i fiorai
ed è più facile a dirsi
e infatti te lo dico
Ti piacciono i dolci
ed io sul tuo terrazzo impianto
un'impastatrice industriale
che mescola e sciorina la crema per le scale
Se tu ti vesti, io sul tuo balcone
faccio calare un forno ad indumenti
tutti i paracadute ed un tendone bianco da sceicco
ed è più facile a dirsi che a dimostrarlo falso
e infatti te lo dico perché non basta il pensiero
Vuoi prendere un treno di notte
pieno di paralumi e di damasco per dormire
sennò a che serve un treno
alzo con le mie leve tutti i binari
e, senza alcun disagio di viaggiare in discesa
scivolano da te tutti i vagoni
Ti lascio immaginare cosa succederebbe
se tu volessi bere, se tu volessi volare
se tu volessi l'ultimo centimetro di cima
del monte che ti pare
per farne niente o per otturare
un buchetto qualsiasi in fondo a un mare
Trascurando il tempo ed il riso
tu escludi le risorse più abusive
che sono state mai precise come
sul tuo bel viso rilassato ed inespressivo
Se nulla capivo, qui tu finalmente
nulla lasciavi germogliare sulla brulla
paradossale, tra noi terra infondata
dove sono i leoni
ammattiti e marroni
lasciando immaginare
la sposa occidentale
La sposa occidentale sembra quasi ridere
e invece lei respira
quasi piangere, ma gira
dall'altra parte il viso, ma ritorna
portando sue notizie inaspettate
amando tutto ciò che adora
chiama con nomi fittizi le cose
così, semmai, le rose
son spasimi, per ora
Dinsdag 7 september 2004
Back Out
Back Out
Composer(s): Bob Marley
Performer(s): Bob Marley
Back out, this is the rout!
Back out, and shut your mouth!
Back out, you ain't got no behaviour!
Back out, don't know who could be your saviour!
Yahso, Mistress Martin
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin
Couldn't speak like yahso, yahso, yahso, yahso! Yeah!
Back out, and shut your mouth!
Back out, ooh, yea-eah!
Back out, you're makin' things go slow!
Back out, on the go!
Yahso, Mistress Martin:
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin
Could never speak like yahso, yahso, yahso (yahso)! Ooh, yeah!
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
(Sweet soul music)
Eh! Yahso, Mistress Martin
Couldn't speak like yahso!
Yahso, Mistress Martin
Could never speak like yahso, yahso, yahso (yahso)!
Eh! Ooh! Back out now, and shut your mouth (Back out!)
Shut your mouth! (Back out!)
Makin' things go slow! (Back out!)
Now you're on the go! (Back out!)
You're back - back - back - now! (Back out!)
You never, never knew (Back out!)
You would be back - back - back now! (Back out!)
Maandag 6 september 2004
Una Sombra
Una Sombra
Composer(s): Marco Antonio Velasco
Performer(s): Lola Beltrán
and multiple other artists
A la orilla de una playa
Una sombra negra vi
Yo me retiraba de ella
Y ella se acercaba a mí
Caballero, caballero
Que anda haciendo por aquí
Ando en busca de mi esposa
Que hace tiempo la perdí
Pues, su esposa ya está muerta
Eso mismo yo lo vi
Cuatro candeleros blancos
La alumbraron al morir
¡Cásate esposo querido!
¡Cásate! no seas así
La primera hija que tengas
Nombraras igual a mí
¡Ay!, playa de San Blas que triste estoy
A los hijos que quedaron
Sácalos a divertir
Háblales cuando los nombres
Pa' que se acuerden de mi
Se seco la flor de mayo
Se seco la flor de abril
Son recuerdos de la Lola
Que dejo antes de morir
Maandag 6 september 2004
Back O'town Blues
Back O'town Blues
Performer(s): Louis Armstrong & Luis Russell
I had a woman
Livin' way back o' town
Yeah she treated me right
Never let me down
But I wasn't satisfied
I had to run around
Now she's gone and left me
I'm worried as can be
Oh I've searched this world all over
Wonderin' where she could be
I would ask that she forgive me
And maybe she'll come back to me
(But I doubt it)
I'm lonesome and blue
And I've learned a thing or two
Oh fellas here's a tip
I'm gonna pass on down to you
Never mistreat your woman
'Cause it's gonna bounce right back on you
Zondag 5 september 2004
La Solitude Ça N'existe Pas
La Solitude Ça N'existe Pas
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë - Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud; Nicoletta
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
Chez moi il n'y a plus que moi
Et pourtant ça ne me fait pas peur
La radio, la télé sont là
Pour me donner le temps et l'heure
J'ai ma chaise au Café du Nord
J'ai mes compagnons de flipper
Et quand il fait trop froid dehors
Je vais chez les petites sœurs des cœurs
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
Peut-être encore pour quelques loups
Quelques malheureux sangliers
Quelques baladins, quelques fous
Quelques poètes démodés
Il y a toujours quelqu'un pour quelqu'un
Il y a toujours une société
Non, ce n'est pas fait pour les chiens
Le Club Méditerranée
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
Tu te trompes, petite fille
Si tu me crois désespéré
Ma nature a horreur du vide
L'univers t'a remplacée
Si je veux, je peux m'en aller
A Hawaii, à Woodstock ou ailleurs
Et y retrouver des milliers
Qui chantent pour avoir moins peur
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
La solitude ça n'existe pas
Zondag 5 september 2004
Back On The Street
Back On The Street
Composer(s): Stuart "Woody" Wood
Performer(s): Bay City Rollers
You've been high on love
I've been on my knees
I've been stuck in the middle
Now you know how it feels
I'm back on my feet
Down on the street
Yes, I'm back on the street
I feel the sound of the beat
You know I'm down on the street
I'm here to stay
Yes I'm back on the street
I hear the music of the street
It's everywhere
I've been wasting time
You've been chasing me
Now you're out of my mind
Time has set me free
And I'm back on the street
Back on the beat
Yes I'm back on the street
I feel the sound of the beat
You know I'm down on the street
I'm here to stay
Yes I'm back on the street
I hear the music of the street
It's everywhere
Yes I'm back on the street
I feel the sound of the beat
You know I'm down on the street
I'm here to stay
Yes I'm back on the street
I'll see you down on the street
I feel the sound of the beat
I'm here to stay
Yes I'm back on the street
Zaterdag 4 september 2004
La Solitude
La Solitude
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Moi je n'ai plus rien à te donner
Mon cœur est une ville abandonnée
Mes yeux sont secs d'avoir trop pleuré
Laisse moi tu ne peux pas m'aider
Un désert ne donne rien
Que des pierres et du chagrin
La solitude est un grand pays
J'y vivrai le reste de ma vie
Et quand la neige de cet hiver
Recouvrira les arbres et la terre
Je m'enfermerai dans mon chagrin
Tout seul avec mon chien
Son image me poursuit
Au bout des jours et des nuits
La solitude est un grand pays
J'y vivrai le reste de ma vie
La solitude est un grand pays
J'y vivrai le reste de ma vie
Va-t'en, va-t'en sans te retourner
Toute ma vie n'est que du passé
L'arbre mort ne donne rien
Que son ombre et du chagrin
La solitude est un grand pays
J'y vivrai le reste de ma vie ...
Zaterdag 4 september 2004
Back On The Road
Back On The Road
Composer(s): Al McKay - Davitt Sigerson - Eddie Money - Maurice White
Performer(s): Earth, Wind & Fire; Eddie Money
Time to get back on the road
Gonna leave these troubles behind
Time to carry the load
what my life is a true design
You won't reach me by phone
I'll be moving round between the line
Time to get back on the road
Gonna mend this heart of mine
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
Baby, baby, carry on
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
'Cause baby, you're not alone
The love that we shared was grand
but not enough to keep me still
I hope someday you understand
Music gives my heart, a thrill
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
Baby, baby, carry on
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
'Cause, baby, you're not alone
Since the day that my life began
A band has been my true life plan
Time to get back on the road
Feel the music, take the stand
You are my true love
Still there will be no one, to take your place
This feeling, I can't erase
Got to move and have my space
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
Baby, baby, carry on
Don't you cry, when I say goodbye
'Cause, baby, you're not alone
Vrijdag 3 september 2004
La Sitiera
La Sitiera
Composer(s): Rafael Lopez
Performer(s): Omara Portuondo
Sitiera mia
dime que has hecho
de nuestro dulce hogar
Reina que un dia
fue la alegria
de todo aquel sitial
Lagrimas vierte
la sitieria
que tiende a desolar
y es por no verte
reina que un dia
fuiste de aquel lugar
Ya el jilguero se alejo
de aquel frondoso algarrobo
y hasta la mata de jobo
nos da muestras de dolor
La sitiera se ha marchado
y yo enamorado
lloro por su amor
y es para la sitieria
cual si fuela un dia
que le falta el sol
Ven sitiera por favor
ven conmigo a mi retiro
y gozaremos de amor
al son del y el guiro
Vrijdag 3 september 2004
Back On The Corner
Back On The Corner
Composer(s): Mose Allison
First release by: Mose Allison - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
I'm back on th' corner
I'm right back on th' corner
I've been in this condition so many times before
Back by my lonesome
I'm right back by my lonesome
Just watching th' people going from door to door
I've got to change my ways
And try to quit this place
'Cause one of these rainy days
I'm gonna need a friendly face
I'm back on th' corner
I'm right back on th' corner
I've been in this condition so many times before
I've got to change my ways
And try to quit this place
'Cause one of these rainy days
I'm gonna be a mental case
Donderdag 2 september 2004
La Sexta En Re
