Maandag 23 april 2007
Bon Voyage
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Bon Voyage
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Zondag 22 april 2007
Lend Me Your Comb
Lend Me Your Comb
Composer(s): Ben Weisman - Fred Wise - Kay Twomey
Performer(s): Carl Perkins - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists
Lend me your comb
it's time to go home
I got to go past
my hair is a mess
Your mammy will scold
your pappy will shout
Unless we come in
the way we went out
Kissing you was fun honey
but thanks for the date
But I must come to run honey
but you know baby it's getting late
Just wait till I say
my darling
lend me your comb
We got to go home
Kissing you was fun honey
but thanks for the date
But I must come to run, honey
but sugar, it's getting late
Just wait till I say
my darling
lend me your comb
We got to go home
Zondag 22 april 2007
Bon Temps Rouler
Bon Temps Rouler
Composer(s): Claude Lemesle; Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain
Dans la ville, vieille ville, Nouvelle-Orléans
Les corps se mélangent à chaque pas
Tambours libres, tempo libre, libre accouplement
La belle cuisine que voilà
Ce que ça dit là, c'est pas du bla-bla
Ce que ça fait là, c'est pas voodoo mais y a de ça
Groovez,groovez la-las
Groovez jumbos, gumbos et ya-yas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Groovez, groovez la-las
Jacomo finane finit pas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Dans la ville des Neville, Nouvelle-Orléans
La musique en noir et blanc, c'est là
Tout se tisse, tout métisse et frotte tout le temps
La belle cuisine que voilà
Ce que ça dit là, c'est pas du bla-bla
Ce que ça fait là, c'est pas voodoo mais y a de ça
Groovez,groovez la-las
Groovez jumbos, gumbos et ya-yas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Groovez, groovez la-las
Jacomo finane finit pas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Sous la lune, jaune lune, béni soit tout ça
De l'Afrique chante encore la voix
Vent créole, même Éole a jamais soufflé ça
C'est musique et magique à la fois
Ce que ça dit là, c'est pas du bla-bla
Ce que ça fait là, c'est pas voodoo mais y a de ça
Groovez,groovez la-las
Groovez jumbos, gumbos et ya-yas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Groovez, groovez la-las
Jacomo finane finit pas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Zaterdag 21 april 2007
Lend A Helpin' Hand
Lend A Helpin' Hand
Composer(s): Allen Collins - Ronnie Van Zant - Gary Rossington
Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd; The Farmer Boys
Oh
Now when you think the time's are tough
Take a look around
'Cause babies are dying from disease
Sleeping out on the ground
People never seen the tortured eyes
From a foreign land
No
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
lend a helpin' hand
If you can
Lend a helpin' hand
Do it if you can
Oh
Every time you feed your face
Do you bow your head
Hunger kills each and every day
Won't you share your bread
If you've ever felt the pain inside
I know you'd understand
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
You better, lend a helpin' hand
If you can
Lend a helpin' hand
Do it if you can
Oh
Every time you feed that face
Do you look around
For somebody right in your own neighborhood
Sleepin out on the ground
If you've ever felt the pain inside
I know you'd understand
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
Why don't you, lend a helpin' hand
If you can
Lend a helpin' hand
Won't you please lend a helpin' hand
Zaterdag 21 april 2007
Blau Wie Das Meer
Blau Wie Das Meer
((Adapted from: L'amour Est Bleu (Vicky Leandros) - 1967))
Composer(s): Pierre Cour - André Popp - Klaus Munro
Performer(s): Séverine - 1971
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - L'amore È Blu (Orietta Berti)
1967 - El Amor Es Triste (Raphael)
1968 - Love Is Blue (Ray Conniff and The Singers)
2009 - Lásko Máš Modrý Stín (Lucie Bílá)
Weit, weit so wie das Meer
Waren die Berge, bis ich dich fand
Weit, weit so wie das Meer
Gehen wir zwei nun Hand in Hand
Blau, blau so wie das Meer
So wie der Himmel über uns zwei'n
Blau, blau soll jeder Tag
Unserer großen Liebe sein
Und ich schau' auf das Meer hinaus
Denn mein Herz lernt so vieles daraus
Grau, grau so wie das Meer
Ziehen die dunklen Wollen dahin
Grau, grau ist nun die Welt
Weil ich so lang nicht bei dir bin
Tief, tief so wie das Meer
Ist meine Sehnsucht, wenn du mir fehlst
Wind, Wind sing mir dein Lied
Ich hör' so gern, was du erzählst
Und ich schau' auf das Meer hinaus
Denn mein Herz lernt so vieles daraus
Wind, Wind so wie das Meer
Wenn fremde Stürme Tag und Nacht wehen
Wind, Wind so wie das Meer
Schlug auch mein Herz beim Wiedersehen
Blau, blau so wie das Meer
Ist nun der Himmel über und zwei'n
Blau, blau wird jeder Tag
Unserer großen Liebe sein
Blau wie das Meer im Sonnenschein
Vrijdag 20 april 2007
L'encre De Tes Yeux
L'encre De Tes Yeux
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel; Assia
Puisqu'on ne vivra jamais tous les deux
Puisqu'on est fou, puisqu'on est seuls
Puisqu'ils sont si nombreux
Même la morale parle pour eux
J'aimerais quand même te dire
Tout ce que j'ai pu écrire
Je l'ai puisé à l'encre de tes yeux
Je n'avais pas vu que tu portais des chaînes
À trop vouloir te regarder
J'en oubliais les miennes
On rêvait de Venise et de liberté
J'aimerais quand même te dire
Tout ce que j'ai pu écrire
C'est ton sourire qui me l'a dicté
Tu viendras longtemps marcher dans mes rêves
Tu viendras toujours du côté
Où le soleil se lève
Et si malgré ça j'arrive à t'oublier
J'aimerais quand même te dire
Tout ce que j'ai pu écrire
Aura longtemps le parfum des regrets
Mais puisqu'on ne vivra jamais tous les deux
Puisqu'on est fou, puisqu'on est seuls
Puisqu'ils sont si nombreux
Même la morale parle pour eux
J'aimerais quand même te dire
Tout ce que j'ai pu écrire
Je l'ai puisé à l'encre de tes yeux
Vrijdag 20 april 2007
Bon Anniversaire
Bon Anniversaire
English, Italian, & Spanish Titles:
Happy Anniversary; Buon Anniversario; Qué Buen Aniversario
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
J'ai mis mon complet neuf mes souliers qui me serrent
Et je suis prêt déjà depuis pas mal de temps
Ce soir est important car c'est l'anniversaire
Du jour où le bonheur t'avait vêtue de blanc
Mais je te sens nerveuse au bord de la colère
Alors je ne dis rien, mieux vaut être prudent
Si je disais un mot, ton fichu caractère
M'enverrait sur les roses et l'on perdrait du temps
Il est huit heures un quart et tu attends la robe
Qu'on devait te livre ce matin au plus tard
Pour comble tes cheveux au peigne se dérobent
Tout semble se liguer pour qu'on soit en retard
Si tout va de ce train la soirée au théâtre
Et l'auteur à la mode on s'en fera un deuil
Adieu pièce d'Anouilh, d'Anouilh ou bien de Sartre
Je ne sais plus très bien, mais j'ai deux bons fauteuils
Bon anniversaire! Bon anniversaire!
Ta robe est arrivée enfin tu respires
Moi pour gagner du temps je t'aide de mon mieux
Tout semble s'arranger mais soudain c'est le pire
La fermeture arrête et coince au beau milieu
On s'énerve tous deux, on pousse et puis l'on tire
On se mêle les doigts, on y met tant d'ardeur
Que dans un bruit affreux le tissu se déchire
Et je vois tes espoirs se transformer en pleurs
Aux environs de onze heures enfin te voilà prête
Mais le temps d'arriver, le théâtre est fermé
Viens, viens on ira souper tous deux en tête à tête
Non tu as le cœur gros non tu préfères rentrer
Par les rues lentement nous marchons en silence
Tu souris, je t'embrasse et tu souris encore
La soirée est gâchée mais on a de la chance
Puisque nous nous aimons l'amour est le plus fort
Bon anniversaire! Bon anniversaire!
Bon anniversaire!
Donderdag 19 april 2007
L'emozione Non Ha Voce
L'emozione Non Ha Voce
Composer(s): Gianni Bella - Mogol Audio 2
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano
Io non so parlar d'amore
l'emozione non ha voce
e mi manca un po' il respiro
se ci sei c'è troppa luce
la mia anima si spande
dove musica d'estate
poi la voglia sai mi prende
e si accende con i baci tuoi
Io con te sarò sincero
resterò quel che sono
disonesto mai lo giuro
ma se tradisci non perdono
ti sarò per sempre amico
pur geloso come sai
io lo so mi contraddico
ma preziosa sei tu per me
Fra le mie braccia dormirai
serenamente
ed è importante questo sai
per sentirci pienamente noi
un'altra vita mi darai
che io non conosco
la mia compagna tu sarai
fino a quando so che lo vorrai
Due caratteri diversi
prendon fuoco facilmente
ma divisi siamo persi
ci sentiamo quasi niente
siamo due legati dentro
da un amore che ci dà
la profonda convinzione
che nessuno ci dividerà
Fra le mie braccia dormirai
serenamente
ed è importante questo sai
per sentirci pienamente noi
un'altra vita mi darai
che io non conosco
la mia compagna tu sarai
fino a quando lo vorrai
Noi vivremo come sai
solo di sincerità
di amore e di fiducia
poi sarà quel che sarà
Tra le mie braccia dormirai
serenamente
ed è importante questo sai
per sentirci pienamente noi
pienamente noi...
Donderdag 19 april 2007
Bomba O Non Bomba
Bomba O Non Bomba
Composer(s): Antonello Venditti
Performer(s): Antonello Venditti
Partirono in due ed erano abbastanza
un pianoforte una chitarra e molta fantasia
e fu a Bologna che scoppiò la prima bomba
tra una festa e una piadina di periferia
e bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi
A Sasso Marconi incontrammo una ragazza
che viveva sdraiata sull'orlo di una piazza
noi le dicemmo vieni dolce sarà la strada
lei sfogliò il fiore e poi ci disse no
ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi
A Roncobilaccio ci venne incontro un vecchio
lo sguardo profondo e un fazzoletto al collo
ci disse ragazzi in campana qui non vi lasceranno andare
hanno chiamato la polizia a cavallo
ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi
A Firenze dormimmo da un intellettuale
la faccia giusta e tutto quanto il resto
ci disse no, compagni, amici, io disapprovo il passo
manca l'analisi e poi non c' ho l'elmetto
ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado te
A Orvieto poi ci fu l'apoteosi
il sindaco, la banda e le bandiere in mano
ci dissero l'autostrada è bloccata e non vi lasceranno passare
ma sia ben chiaro che noi, noi siamo tutti con voi
e bomba o non bomba voi arriverete a Roma, malgrado noi
Parlamentammo a lungo e poi ci fu un discorso
il capitano disse va bene e così sia
e la fanfara poi intonò le prime note
e ci trovammo proprio in faccia a Porta Pia
e bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi
La gente ci amava, e questo è l'importante
regalammo cioccolata e sigarette vere
bevemmo poi del vino rosso dalle mani unite
e finalmente ci fecero suonare
e bomba o non bomba noi siamo arrivati a Roma, insieme a voi
Woensdag 18 april 2007
Lemon Twist
Lemon Twist
Composer(s): Bobby Troup
Performer(s): Bobby Troup
and multiple other artists
Here is a word to the wise
The top dieticians in town insist
The best source of vitamin C there can be
Is a lemon twist
Even a sceptic replies
That here's a suggestion you can't resist
A cool drink with ice is improved
With some slices of lemon twist
It isn't merely circumstancial evidence
That the lemon is a highly healthful citrus fruit
The most respected scientists agree with the physiologists
That here's one fact you can't dispute
Why don't you open your eyes
Your psychosomatic ills won't persist
If quick like a rabbit
You latch to the habit of lemon twist
Here is a word to the wise
The top dieticians in town insist
The best source of vitamin C there can be
Is a lemon twist
Even a sceptic replies
That here's a suggestion you can't resist, no
A cool drink with ice is improved
With some slices of lemon twist
Oh, it isn't merely circumstancial evidence
That the lemon is a highly healthful citrus fruit
The most respected scientists agree with the physiologists
That here's one fact you can't dispute
Why don't you open your eyes
Your psychosomatic ills won't persist, here we go
If quick like a rabbit
You latch to the habit of lemon twist
Woensdag 18 april 2007
Bomb Day In Paris
Bomb Day In Paris
Composer(s): Wayne Kramer
Performer(s): Wayne Kramer
On the subway platform
Near the trash can
Arm fragments point out
A fine spray
On the token booth
It's bomb day in Paris
I'ts bomb day in Sri Lanka
Two bombs kill 50
Train interior littered
With blood and papers
Bomb day in New York
Smoke faced workers
Outraged FBI officials
What if they
Really had knocked down
The world trade center?
But it didn't turn out the way
They planned
Never does
Bomb day in Atlanta
What a surprise
Blowing the image
Of a peace loving society
Noooo, this is not Belfast
Noooo, this is Oklahoma City
This mayhem ain't just nut cases
With a knack for making fertilizer blow up
Bombs have always been part of the deal in America
And the rockets red glare
The bombs bursting in air
The Bronx bombers
The brown bomber
The 50-yard bomb
Phillis schlafly says, the
Atomic bomb is a marvelous gift
From a wise god
26,000 in the world today
America has the most
Hot doggie
Soooo, why wouldn't this
Index of violence
Show up in Atlanta?
Or Leeds? or Paris?
Extremists
Fundamentalists
Only do around the corner
What governments do around the planet
Bomb loving leaders get
Bomb loving citizens
O say can you see?
It's bomb day in Paris
Dinsdag 17 april 2007
Lemon Tree
Lemon Tree
((Dutch Version: De Rozenstruik (Luc Steeno) - 2002))
Composer(s): Will Holt
First recording/First release by: Will Holt & Dolly Jonah - 1960/1961
Covered by multiple other artists
When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me
"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree"
"Don't put your faith in love, my boy," my father said to me
"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree"
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the stars rose in the sky
We passed that summer lost in love, beneath the lemon tree
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
One day she left without a word, she took away the sun
And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done
She left me for another, it's a common tale but true
A sadder man, but wiser now, I sing these words to you
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Dinsdag 17 april 2007
Bom Tempo
Bom Tempo
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and various other artists
Um marinheiro me contou
Que a boa brisa lhe soprou
Que vem aí bom tempo
O pescador me confirmou
Que o passarinho lhe cantou
Que vem aí vom tempo
Do duro toda semana
Senão pegunte à Joana
Que não me deixa mentir
Mas, finalmente é domingo
Naturalmente, me vingo
Eu vou me espalhar por aí
No compasso do samba
Eu disfarço o cansaço
Joana debaixo do braço
Carregadinha de amor
Vou que vou
Pela estrada que dá numa praia dourada
Que dá num tal de fazer nada
Como a natureza mandou
Vou
Satisfeito, a alegria batendo no peito
O radinho contando direito
A vitória do meu tricolor
Vou que vou
Lá no alto
O sol quente me leva num salto
Pro lado contrário do asfalto
Pro lado contrário da dor
Um marinheiro me contou
Que a boa brisa lhe soprou
Que vem aí bom tempo
Um pescador me confirmou]
Que um passarinho lhe cantou
Que vem aí bom tempo
Ando cansado da lida
Preocupada, corrida, surrada, batida
Dos dias meus
Mas uma vez na vida
Eu vou viver a vida
Que eu pedi a Deus
Maandag 16 april 2007
De Rozenstruik
De Rozenstruik
((Adapted from: Lemon Tree (Will Holt & Dolly Jonah) - 1960/1961))
Composer(s): Will Holt - Jan De Vuyst
Performer(s): Luc Steeno - 2002
Vader nam me met zich mee
Ik was maar amper tien
Hij zei: zie je die rozen daar
Toen liet hij mij iets zien
Een mens is als een rozenstruik
Zijn woorden lief en zacht
Maar niemand kent de binnenkant van een mensenhart
Rozen zijn net als liefde en je krijgt ze vaak cadeau
Maar ze laten heel verrassend in je hart soms sporen na
Rozen zijn lief en aardig en de geur bedwelmt je zo
Maar de doornen op hun stengel laten ook soms wonden na
Ik herinner mij nog goed
Ik was een jonge man
Een meisje dat mijn leven als een glimlach binnenkwam
We schreven onze namen op een boomstam van een den
Hoe het kwam, ik weet het niet
Ik hoorde vaders stem
Rozen zijn net als liefde en je krijgt ze vaak cadeau
Maar ze laten heel verrassend in je hart soms sporen na
Rozen zijn lief en aardig en de geur bedwelmt je zo
Maar de doornen op hun stengel laten ook soms wonden na
Op een dag verdween de zon
Mijn leven werd een hel
In de ogen van mijn meisje was het maar een spel
Zij verliet me voor een ander
't Klinkt misschien banaal
Maar de woorden van mijn vader kleuren dit verhaal
Rozen zijn net als liefde en je krijgt ze vaak cadeau
Maar ze laten heel verrassend in je hart soms sporen na
Rozen zijn lief en aardig en de geur bedwelmt je zo
Maar de doornen op hun stengel laten ook soms wonden na
Rozen zijn als de liefde en je krijgt ze vaak cadeau
Maar ze laten heel verrassend in je hart soms sporen na
Maandag 16 april 2007
Bom Conselho
Bom Conselho
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Ouça um bom conselho
Que eu lhe dou de graça
Inútil dormir que a dor não passa
Espere sentado
Ou você se cansa
Está provado, quem espera nunca alcança
Venha, meu amigo
Deixe esse regaço
Brinque com meu fogo
Venha se queimar
Faça como eu digo
Faça como eu faço
Aja duas vezes antes de pensar
Corro atrás do tempo
Vim de não sei onde
Devagar é que não se vai longe
Eu semeio o vento
Na minha cidade
Vou pra rua e bebo a tempestade
Zondag 15 april 2007
Lemon Incest
Lemon Incest
((Adapted from: Étude No. 3 En Mi Majeur (by Fryderyk Chopin) - 1832))
((English Versions: Lemon Incest (by Mick Harvey) - 1995); I Am Trying to Believe (by Helmut Lotti) - 1996))
Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Serge Gainsbourg
First release by: Serge Gainsbourg & Charlotte Gainsbourg - 1984
Covered by multiple other artists
Inceste de citron
Lemon incest
Je t'aime t'aime je t'aime plus que tout
Papapappa
Naïve comme une toile du Nierdoi Sseaurou
Tes baisers sont si doux
Inceste de citron
Lemon incest
Je t'aime t'aime je t'aime plus que tout
Papapappa
L'amour que nous n'f'rons jamais ensemble
Est le plus beau le plus violent
Le plus pur le plus enivrant
Exquise esquisse
Délicieuse enfant
Ma chair et mon sang
Oh mon bébé mon âme
L'amour que nous n'f'rons jamais ensemble
Est le plus beau le plus violent
Le plus pur le plus enivrant
Exquise esquisse
Délicieuse enfant
Ma chair et mon sang
Oh mon bébé mon âme
Inceste de citron
Lemon incest
Je t'aime t'aime je t'aime plus que tout
Papapappa
Zondag 15 april 2007
Bolsa De Amores
Bolsa De Amores
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Comprei na bolsa de amores
As açoes melhores
Que encontri por lá
Ações de uma morena dessas
Que dão lucro à beça
Pra quem sabe
E pode jogar
Mas o mercado entrou em baixa
Estou sem nada em caixa
Já perdi meu lote
Minha morena me esquecendo
Não deu dividendo
Nem deixou filhote
E eu que queria
De coração
Ganhar um dia
Alguma bonificação
Bem que dizia
Meu corretor
A moça é fria
Ao portador
Zaterdag 14 april 2007
I Am Trying to Believe
I Am Trying to Believe ((aka Lemon Incest (by Mick Harvey) - 1995))
((Adapted from:
Étude No. 3 En Mi Majeur (by Fryderyk Chopin) - 1832); Lemon Incest (by Serge Gainsbourg & Charlotte Gainsbourg) - 1984))
Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Serge Gainsbourg - Helmut Lotti
Performer(s): Helmut Lotti - 1996
I´m trying to believe you´re still in love
I´m trying to think you´re happy cause
you´re mine but I´m not sure
Tell me why my love is never reaching you
Tell me, what in the world did I do?
I´m trying to believe you know the way
to mend our hearts and make the feeling stay
but I´m afraid
Promise you will leave me never
Hold me in your heart forever
Give your love the way I gave you mine
I beg you please
I´m on bended knees
Love me for my heart will freeze
I´m trying to believe you know the way
to mend our hearts and make the feeling stay
but I´m afraid
Promise you will leave me never
Hold me in your heart forever
Give your love the way I gave you mine
oh darling please
oh my darling please
I´m on bended knees
put my mind at ease
for my heart will freeze
Zaterdag 14 april 2007
Boll Weevil
Boll Weevil
Composer(s): Eddie Cochran; Jerry Capehart
Performer(s): Eddie Cochran
(Wah-hoo)
Well the boll weevil and the little black bug
Come from a-Mexico they say
Came all the way to Texas
Just a-lookin' for a place to stay
Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home
(Doo-doo-wop-wop)
Well the first time that I seen the boll weevil
He was a-sittin' on the square
Well the next time that I seen him
He had his a-family there
Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home
(Doo-doo-wop-wop)
Well the farmer took the boll weevil
And he put him on the red hot sand
Well the weevil said this is a-mighty hot
But I take it like a man
This will be my home, this will be my home
Well the farmer took the boll weevil
And he put him on a keg of ice
Well the weevil said to the farmer
This is mighty cool and nice
This will be my home, this will be my home
(Doo-doo-wop-wop)
Well if anybody should ask you
Who it was who sang this song
Say a guitar picker from a-Oklahoma city
With a pair of blue jeans on
Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home
(Doo-doo-wop-wop)
Vrijdag 13 april 2007
L'émigrant
