Zondag 18 mei 1969
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Zondag 18 mei 1969
Non È Casa Mia
Non È Casa Mia
Dutch & French Titles:
Zelfs Al Kwam Je Terug; Même Si Tu Revenais
Composer(s): Bernard Kesselair; L. Konyn; D. Silver
Performer(s): Dalida
(Originally performed by: Claude François)
Qualche mese fa, avrei detto mai
Ma i ricordi poi, m'hanno detto vai
Son tornata qui, fuori di città
Non volevo ma, sono quà
Questo viale io, lo conosco già
Quella casa li, la conosco già
Abitava qui, la felicità
Ci stavamo noi tempo fà
Ma da quando sei andato via
Questa no non è casa mia
Visto che non tornavi più
Son partita anch'io come hai fatto tu
Ma se un giorno tu, ci ripenserai
E i ricordi tuoi, ti siranno vai
Non cercare qui, la felicità
Se n'è andata via, tempo fà
Tu non troverai, rose nel giardino
Tu non troverai, fuoco nel camino
Tutto è chiuso qui, da un'eternità
E la polvere, ti dirai
Che da quando sei andato via
Questa no, non è casa mia
Visto che, non mi amavi più
Son partita anch'io come hai futto tu
E da quando sei andato via
Questa no, non è casa mia
Visto che non mi amavi più
Son partita anch'io,
Come hai fatto tu
Che da quando sei andato via
Questa no, non è casa mia
Visto che, non mi amavi più
Son partita anch'io come hai futto tu
E da quando sei andato via
Questa no...
Zondag 18 mei 1969
3-D
3-D
Composer(s): Rick Nielsen
Performer(s): Cheap Trick
Look at me, I appear in the night
Look at me, I'm made up of lights
Look at me, I am really a sight
A sight to behold
To hold with your eyes
Look at me, I can move like you
Look at me, I can zoom in on you
Look at me, I can...and scream
I can make you laugh, I can make you scream
3-D, the more you look
The more you'll see
3-D, the more you
The closer I'll see you
Look at me, I'm out of control
Look at me
You can look down my throat
Look at me, but can't out just me
I'm mind, I'm matter on the video screen
Look at me, ooh, the reds and greens
Look at me, all the colors so real
Look at me, I'll make you laugh
And I'll make you scream
I'm mind, I'm matter on the video screen
3-D, the more you look
The more you'll see
3-D, the more you
The closer I'll see you
I like what I see
I feel good about me
You'll like what you see
You'll like what you see
You'll like what you see
You'll like what you see
You'll like what you see
Well it's in 3-D
3-D, the more you look
The more you'll see
3-D, the more you look
The more you'll see
3-D, the more you look
The more you'll see
3-D, the more you look
The closer I'll see you
Zaterdag 17 mei 1969
Maravilha
Maravilha
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime
Performer(s): Francis Hime
Maravilha
Ilha de luz
Quero tua cor mulata
A tua verde mata
Os teus mares azuis
Maravilha
Também quero o teu bagaço
A força do teu braço
O afago dos teus calos
Quero os teus regalos
Encharcados de suor
Antilha
Ilha de amor
Jura que a felicidade
É mais que uma vontade
É mais que uma quimera
Ai, eu quero uma lembrança
Eu quero uma esperança
A tua primavera
Ai, eu quero um teu pedaço
Entorna o teu melaço
Sobre a minha terra
Zaterdag 17 mei 1969
Non Dimenticar
Non Dimenticar
Italian Title: T'Ho Voluto Bene
Composer(s): Michele Galdieri;
P.G. Redi; Shelley Dobbins
Performer(s): Nat King Cole;
and various other artists
Non dimenticar
Don't forget you are my darling
Don't forget to be
All you mean to me
Non dimenticar
My love is like a star, my darling
Shining bright and clear
Just because you're here
Please do not forget that our lips have met
And I've held you, dear
Was it dreams ago my heart felt this glow
Or only just tonight, dear
Non dimenticar
Although you travel far, my darling
It's my heart you own, so I'll wait alone
Non dimenticar
Se ci separò, se ci allontanò
L'ala del destino
Non ne ho colpa, no, e mi sentiro
Sempre a te vicino
Non dimenticar
Although you travel far, my darling
It's my heart you own, so I'll wait alone
Non dimenticar (Non dimenticar)
Zaterdag 17 mei 1969
3-Minute Rule
3-Minute Rule
Composer(s): Beastie Boys
Performer(s): Beastie Boys
Stay up all night go to sleep watching Dragnet
Never sleep alone because Jimmy's the magnet
I'm so rope they call me Mr. Roper
When the troubles arise I'm the cool coper
On the mic I score just like the Yankees
Get over on Ms. Crabtree like my main man Spankee
Excuse me young lady I don't mean to trouble ya
But you're looking mighty fine inside your B.M.W.
I got lucky I brought home a kitten
Before I got busy I slipped on the mitten
Can't get better odds cause I'm a sure thing
Proud Mary keeps on turning rolling like a Ring Ding
Jump the turnstile never pay the toll
Doo wa diddy bust with the pre-roll
Customs jails me over an herb seed
Don't rat on your boy over some rat weed
I'm out of your back door and into another
Your boyfriend doesn't know about me and your mother
Not perfect grammar always perfect timing
The Mike stands for money and the D. is for diamonds
Roses are red the sky is blue
I got my barrel at your neck so what the fuck you gonna do
It's just two wheels and me the wind in my eyes
The engine is the music and my nine's by my side
Cause you know Y. A. U. C. H.
I'm takin' all M.C.'s out in the place
Takin' life as it comes no fool am I
I'm goin' off gettin' paid and I don't ask why
Playin' beats on my box makin' music for the many
Know alota def girls that would do anything
A lot of parents like to think I'm a villain
I'm just chillin' like Bob Dylan
I smoke cheeba it helps me with my brain
I might be a little dusted but I'm not insane
People come up to me and they try to talk shit man
I've been making records since you were sucking on your mother's dick
Girl you're walking tall now with your fancy clothes
You got fancy things going up your nose
You get fancy gifts from expensive men
You're a dog on a leash like a pig in a pen
Mothership connection getting girl's affection
If your life needs correction don't follow my direction
You got your 8 by 10 your agent your Harley
You be driving around Hollywood yes sorry charlie
Cause I'm running things like some Mack motherfucker
Your only claim to fame is you're a false fake sucker
You slip you slack you clock me you lack
While I'm reading on the road by my man Jack Kerouac
Poetry in motion coconut lotion
I had to diss the girl because she got too emotional
Are you experienced little girl
I want to know what goes on in your little girl world
Cause I'm on your mind it's hard to forget me
I'll take your pride for a ride if you let me
So peace out ya'll I'm PCP so I'm out
Full throttle to the bottle and full full clout
And I'm out
Vrijdag 16 mei 1969
Marabout
Marabout
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Bob Sinclar
Y en a marabout
Y en a marabout
Y en a marabout
Y en a marabout
Marabout
Marabout
Marabout
Marabout
Y en a marre
Marabout
Y en a marre
Marabout
Y en a marre
Marabout
Y en a marre
Marabout
Bout d'ficelle
C'est la vie
Vie de chien
Chien de temps
Tant qu'à faire
Faire les cons
Qu'on se marre
Marabout
Bout d'ficelle
C'est la vie
Vie de chien
Chien de temps
T'en fais pas
Paméla
Y en a marabout
Y en a marabout
Y en a marabout
Y en a marabout
Marabout
Marabout
Marabout
Marabout
Y en a marre
Marabout
Y en a marre
Marabout
Y en a marre
Marabout
Y en a marre
Marabout
Bout d'ficelle
C'est la vie
Vie de chien
Chien de temps
Tant qu'à faire
Faire les cons
Qu'on se marre
Marabout
Bout d'ficelle
C'est l'amour
Amour tendre
Entre nous
N'oublie pas
Paméla
Vrijdag 16 mei 1969
4 + 20
4 + 20
Composer(s): Stephen Stills
Performer(s): Stephen Stills; Fareed Hague;
Sonya Hunter; Rice, Rice, Hillman & Pedersen
Four and twenty years ago
I come into this life
The son of a woman and a man who lived in strife
He was tired of being poor
And he wasn't into selling door to door
And he worked like the devil to be more
A different kind of poverty now upsets me so
Night after sleepless night, I walk the floor and I want to know
Why am I so alone?
Where is my woman, can I bring her home?
Have I driven her away? Is she gone?
Morning comes to sunrise and I'm driven to my bed
I see that it is empty and there's devils in my head
I embrace the many colored beast
I grow weary of the torment, can there be no peace?
And I find myself just wishing that my life would simply cease
Donderdag 15 mei 1969
Mar Y Cielo Y Cielo Y Mar
Mar Y Cielo Y Cielo Y Mar
Performer(s): Pablo Guerrero
Cada palabra tuya en una fruta
que suena llena de aromas de mar
Te quiero sólo porque sabes la ruta
que va del fuego hasta la soledad
Aunque eres blanca con palmeras azules
regalas un aire que se acerca y huye
Te advierto que
no sé vivir sin estar
colgado de los brazos de la luna y de
las olas que contar
Pero somos así mar y cielo
Pero somos así mar y cielo y mar
Pero somos así mar y cielo y cielo y mar
Pero somos así mar y cielo
Quiero seguirte hasta el lago escondido
en una gruta de prodigio y paz
Me gusta estar donde nada he perdido
alegres horas de salitre y cal
Arena eres blanca con palmeras azules
regalas un aires que se acerca y huye
Hoy tengo fiebre porque
me asombras que me quieras
y veo transparentes
tus sueños de hechicera
Pero somos así mar y cielo
Pero somos así mar y cielo y mar
Pero somos así mar y cielo y cielo y mar
Pero somos así mar y cielo
Donderdag 15 mei 1969
4 Am
4 Am
Composer(s): Mike Barson; McPherson
Performer(s): Madness
Terry turns, he just cannot sleep
From the ceaseless noise out on the street
It's too hot, it’s too late
There's nothing he can do but wait
Terry says I’m going nowhere fast
Nobody hears, there's no-one there
Julie wakes to find herself alone
Which comes as no surprise, no surprise
No surprise to be on her own
It's four in the morning
Why don’t you call me
I'm sorry I hurt you
I still want you back
It's four in the morning
Julie wakes to find herself alone
Which comes as no surprise, no surprise
No surprise to be on her own
It's four in the morning
Why don’t you call me
I'm sorry I hurt you
I still want you back
It's four in the morning
Waiting, I’m so tired of waiting
It's four in the morning
Why don’t you call me
I'm sorry I hurt you
I still want you back
It's four in the morning
I know what you’re thinking
You’re alone now
I'm sorry I hurt you
I still want you back
It's four in the morning
Why don’t you call me
I'm so tired of waiting
I still want you back
Woensdag 14 mei 1969
Mar En Fuga
Mar En Fuga
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Cómo escapar
cómo escapar de esta sombra
que sólo se nombra
en la oscuridad
y echa a andar
esposado a la penumbra
que no se deslumbra
por la claridad
Cómo salir
cómo salir de esta duda
que todo lo anuda
por contradicción
sin elegir
una cara de la luna
pues no está en ninguna
la contestación
Como mar en fuga
entre río y nube
como mar en fuga
que desciende y sube
huyendo siempre de sí misma
pero siempre, pero siempre la misma
mar en fuga
Cómo olvidar
cómo olvidar la memoria
que empuja a su historia
a la soledad
sin recordar
cada noche, cada día
de la biografía
que va haciendo edad
Cómo partir
cómo partir del destrozo
que queda del gozo
por la destrucción
sin impedir
el milagro del latido
que aún sueña, dormido
en el corazón
Como mar en fuga...
Dinsdag 13 mei 1969
Mar E Lua
Mar E Lua
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Amaram o amor urgente
As bocas salgadas pela maresia
As costas lanhadas pela tempestade
Naquela cidade
Distante do mar
Amaram o amor serenado
Das noturnas praias
Levantavam as saias
E se enluaravam de felicidade
Naquela cidade
Que não tem luar
Amavam o amor proibido
Pois hoje é sabido
Todo mundo conta
Grávida de lua
E outra andava nua
Ávida de mar
E foram ficando marcadas
Ouvindo risadas, sentindo arrepios
Olhando pro rio tão cheio de lua
E que continua
Correndo pro mar
E foram correnteza abaixo
Rolando no leito
Engolindo água
Boiando com as algas
Arrastando folhas
Carregando flores
E a se desmanchar
E foram virando peixes
Virando conchas
Virando seixos
Virando areia
Prateada areia
Com lua cheia
E à beira-mar
Dinsdag 13 mei 1969
4 Minus 3 Equals Zero
4 Minus 3 Equals Zero
Composer(s): Lonnie Williams
Performer(s): George Strait
You always said you loved me
And I always believed you did
But now you say you’re leaving
And taking both of the kids
Chorus:
4 minus 3 equals zero
Your leaving just don’t add up
It’s all over for me if you go
Cause I’ll be nothing without your love
The babies are sleeping in the bedroom
They don’t know you’re packing their clothes
At least they didn’t see me crying
When you said that’s the way love goes
(repeat chorus)
4 minus 3 equals zero
Cause I’ll be nothing without your love
Maandag 12 mei 1969
Mar
Mar
Composer(s): R. López Méndez; Gabriel Ruíz
Performer(s): Javier Solís
Mar, se me fue
dijo adiós en tu azul lejanía
Mar, sabes bien
como duele perder un amor
Mar, se me fue
dijo adiós en tu azul lejanía
Mar, sabes bien
como duele perder un amor
Siento que llevan tus olas
vago rumor de su voz
pero me quedo en las sombras
con mi desesperación
Mar, se me fue
dijo adiós en tu azul lejanía
mar, sabes bien
como duele perder un amor
Siento que llevan tus olas
vago rumor de su voz
pero me quedo en las sombras
con mi desesperación
Mar, se me fue
dijo adiós en tu azul lejanía
mar, sabes bien
como duele perder un amor
Maandag 12 mei 1969
4% Pantomine
4% Pantomine
Composer(s): J.R. Robertson; Van Morrison
Performer(s): The Band
The management said they were sorry
For the inconvenience you are suffering
And Mr. Booking Agent, please have mercy
Don't book the jobs so far apart
We went up to Griffith Park
With a fifth of Johnny Walker red
And smashed it on a rock and wept
While the old couple looked on into the dark
Oh, Richard, tell me if it's poker
Oh, Richard, tell me, who's got the joker and is it poker
Deuces wild, like an only child
I'll see what you got. How much is in the pot
You pay the tips and I'll collect the chips
It's a full house tonight--everybody in town is a loser
Yeah, you bet
The dealer's been dealing me bad hands
From the bottom of the deck without the slightest blush
And I don't know whether to call or check
But right now I feel like I got a royal flush
And my lady didn't show from 'Frisco
But we had to go on with the show
Everybody got stoned--it was a gas, it was a smash
Everybody got wrecked, checked. Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, Belfast cowboy, lay your cards on the grade
Oh, Belfast cowboy, can you call a spade a spade
Oh, Richard, tell me, is the game poker
I can't understand who the fool is that holds this joker
Is it poker
Oh, Belfast cowboy, lay your cards down on the table
Oh, Belfast cowboy, do you think you're able
Zondag 11 mei 1969
Mao Et Moa
Mao Et Moa
Composer(s): Clothaire; Nino Ferrer
Performer(s): Nino Ferrer
Si je suis rapide et rusé
Quand je fais mes Mao croisés
Me disait un esquiMao
C'est grâce à la pensée de Mao
S'il est vrai que plaisir d'amour
Ne dure qu'un Maoment très court
Mao je dis qu'un bon Maoment
Vaut bien deux cornes d'éléphants
C'est Mao que j'suis pour Mao contre Liou Chao-Chi
J'ai mon bréviaire de Révolutionnaire
Dans tous les bouges Moa je bois des Quarts de rouge
Le quart de rouge c'est la boisson du garde rouge
Lorsque je dîne avec Thérèse
Je prends des œufs durs Maonaises
Thérèse prend un gelati Maotta
Le chat prend du Maou pour les chats
Le dimanche en Automaobile
On va visiter la Sicile
Ses plages et ses Maonuments
Quand on rentre on est bien content
C'est Mao que j'suis pour Mao contre Liou Chao-Chi
J'ai mon bréviaire de Révolutionnaire
Dans tous les bouges Moa je bois des Quarts de rouge
Le quart de rouge c'est la boisson du garde rouge
Si j'aime bien la marche à pied
C'est à cause de la société
Protectrice des Animao
Qui protège mon Chamao
Si la chromolithographie
Engendre la Maonotonie
La Maontagne ça a du bon
Et c'est normal car c'est Normaond
Monsieur Maorice a été maordu
Par un guitariste barbu
Monsieur Maorice est Maoribond
Gai gai dansons le rigodon
Si je suis rapide et rusé
Quand je fais mes Mao croisés
Zondag 11 mei 1969
40 Jaar
40 Jaar
Composer(s): Armath; Denis Peirs
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Ik dacht dat het nooit zo ver zou komen
Maar op een dag dan sta je daar
's Morgens voor je spiegel
Te kijken naar je eerste grijze haar
De radio brult een nieuwste topsong
God, hoe heet die groep ook weer
De jongste zal de naam wel kennen
Want vader weet het zo niet meer
Net voor je't vragen wou
Brengt vrouwlief hemd en das
Is het echt dezelfde vrouw
Waar je ooit verliefd op was
40 jaar niet te geloven
40 jaar een zee van tijd
40 jaar voorbijgevlogen
40 jaar je bent ze kwijt
De meisjes van achttien worden alsmaar jonger
Doen dingen die je zelf nooit durft te doen
Je staat ze stiekem na te staren
Maar je houdt je vast aan je fatsoen
Je idealen zijn allang vervlogen
Geen slogans meer je kijkt wel uit
Je hebt te lang voor niets gevochten
Links of rechts wat maakt het uit
's Avonds kom je weer eens thuis
Het eten staat al klaar
Straks weer geeuwen voor de buis
En dan weer slapen naast elkaar
40 jaar niet te geloven
40 jaar een zee van tijd
40 jaar voorbijgevlogen
40 jaar je bent ze kwijt
40 jaar niet te geloven
40 jaar een zee van tijd
40 jaar voorbijgevlogen
40 jaar je bent ze kwijt
40 jaar niet te geloven
40 jaar een zee van tijd
40 jaar voorbijgevlogen
40 jaar je bent ze kwijt
Zaterdag 10 mei 1969
Manzanar
Manzanar
Composer(s): Tom Russell
Performer(s): Tom Russell; Laurie Lewis
He said my name is Nakashima
And I'm a proud American
I came here in '27
From my homeland of Japan
And we picked your grapes and oranges
Made some money, bought a store
Until 1942
Pearl Harbor and the war
Came those relocation orders
They took our house, the store, the car
Then they drove us to the desert
To a place called Manzanar
The Spanish word for "apple orchard"
Though we saw no apple trees
Just the rows of prison barracks
And barbed wired boundaries
And we dream of apple blossoms
waving free beneath the stars
Till we wake up in the desert
the prisoners of Manzanar
Manzanar...
Fifty years, they've all but vanished
And now I am an old man
But I don't regret the day
That I came here from Japan
But on moonlit winter nights
I often wish upon a star
That I'd forget the shame and sorrow
That I felt at Manzanar
And we dream of apple blossoms
waving free beneath the stars
Till we wake up in the desert
the prisoners of Manzanar
Manzanar...
Zaterdag 10 mei 1969
400 Years
400 Years
Composer(s): Bob Marley; Peter Tosh
Performer(s): Bob Marley & the Wailers;
Fringe Deities; The Moods Unlimited Orch.;
Rastafari Elders; Peter Tosh; The Upsetters
400 years (400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o)
And it’s the same -
The same (wo-o-o-o) philosophy
I’ve said it’s four hundred years
(400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o)
Look, how long (wo-o-o-o)
And the people they (wo-o-o-o) still can’t see
Why do they fight against the poor youth of today?
And without these youths, they would be gone -
All gone astray
Come on, let’s make a move
(make a move, make a move. wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o)
I can (wo-o-o-o) see time (wo-o-o-o) - time has come
And if-a fools don’t see
(fools don’t see, fools don’t see. wo-o-o-o)
I can’t save the youth
The youth (wo-o-o-o) is gonna be strong
So, won’t you come with me
I’ll take you to a land of liberty
Where we can live - live a good, good life
And be free
Look how long: 400 years, (400 years, 400 years) -
Way too long! (wo-o-o-o)
That’s the reason my people (wo-o-o-o) - my people can’t see.
Said, it’s four hundred long years - (400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o)
Give me patience (wo-o-o-o) - same philosophy
It’s been 400 years, (400 years, 400 years)
Wait so long! wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o
How long? 400 long, long years
Vrijdag 9 mei 1969
Many Tears Ago
