Donderdag 1 juni 1978
I Can Feel The Fire
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I Can Feel The Fire
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Donderdag 1 juni 1978
Je Suis Venu Te Dire Que Je M'En Vais
Je Suis Venu Te Dire Que Je M'En Vais
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg;
and various other artists
Je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
et tes larmes n'y pourront rien changer
comm'dit si bien Verlaine "au vent mauvais"
je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
tu t'souviens des jours anciens et tu pleures
tu suffoques, tu blémis à présent qu'a sonné l'heure
des adieux à jamais
oui je suis au regret
d'te dir'que je m'en vais
oui je t'aimais, oui, mais- je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
tes sanglots longs n'y pourront rien changer
comm'dit si bien Verlaine "au vent mauvais"
je suis venu d'te dir'que je m'en vais
tu t'souviens des jours heureux et tu pleures
tu sanglotes, tu gémis à présent qu'a sonné l'heure
des adieux à jamais
oui je suis au regret
d'te dir'que je m'en vais
car tu m'en as trop fait- je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
et tes larmes n'y pourront rien changer
comm'dit si bien Verlaine "au vent mauvais"
tu t'souviens des jours anciens et tu pleures
tu suffoques, tu blémis à présent qu'a sonné l'heure
des adieux à jamais
oui je suis au regret
d'te dir'que je m'en vais
oui je t'aimais, oui, mais- je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
tes sanglots longs n'y pourront rien changer
comm'dit si bien Verlaine "au vent mauvais"
je suis venu d'te dir'que je m'en vais
tu t'souviens des jours heureux et tu pleures
tu sanglotes, tu gémis à présent qu'a sonné l'heure
des adieux à jamais
oui je suis au regret
d'te dir'que je m'en vais
car tu m'en as trop fait
Woensdag 31 mei 1978
Time Will Reveal
Time Will Reveal
Composer(s): El Debarge, Bunny DeBarge
First release by: DeBarge - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists
What can I do?
To make you feel secure
Remove all your doubts
So that you'll know for sure that
You're the apple of my eye girl
Fulfillment of my dreams
Time, will show the value
Of just what you mean to me
More precious than silver
More precious than diamond rings or
Anything that I can give you
It wouldn't mean a thing
If you didn't have my love beside you
There to guide you through
Well it is good to know you do
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us
Will all reveal in time
I tell you I love you
But you won't believe it's true
More precious than silver
More precious than diamond rings or
Anything that I can give you
It wouldn't mean a thing
If you didn't have my love beside you
There to guide you through
Well it is good to know you do
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us
Will all reveal in time
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us
Will all reveal in time
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us
Will all reveal in time
Oh, that special love in us
Will all reveal in time
So let you're little heart lay down my body
Woensdag 31 mei 1978
I Can Feel It
I Can Feel It
Composer(s): D. Jenssen; A. Roberts
Performer(s): Carl Perkins
How do I know you love me
How do I know you care
How do I know you’re my girl
When I’m not even there
I can feel it (feel it)
Nobody has to tell me so
I can feel it (feel it)
I feel it way down in my soul
You don’t have to say you love me
Or tell me I’m your man
You don’t have to say a word girl
To make me understand
I can feel it (feel it)
Nobody has to tell me so
I can feel it (feel it)
I feel it way down in my soul
Girl now you best (???) man
Something worth loving for
I know where it’s coming from
And I’m coming back for more
I can feel it (feel it)
Nobody has to tell me so
I can feel it (feel it)
I feel it way down in my soul
When you put your arms around me
And when you hold me tight
I can tell you’re lost around me
And it makes everything alright
I can feel it (feel it)
Nobody has to tell me so
I can feel it (feel it)
I feel it way down in my soul
I can feel it (feel it)
Nobody has to tell me so
I can feel it (feel it)
I feel it way down in my soul
Feel it
Lord I feel it (feel it)
Down in my soul (feel it)
I said down in my soul
That’s where I feel it
Woensdag 31 mei 1978
Je Suis Un Voyou
Je Suis Un Voyou
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens; Renaud
Ci-gît au fond de mon cœur une histoire ancienne
Un fantôme, un souvenir d'une que j'aimais
Le temps, à grands coups de faux, peut faire des siennes
Mon bel amour dure encore, et c'est à jamais
J'ai perdu la tramontane
En trouvant Margot
Princesse vêtue de laine
Déesse en sabots
Si les fleurs, le long des routes
S'mettaient à marcher
C'est à la Margot, sans doute
Qu'ell's feraient songer
J'lui ai dit: "De la Madone
Tu es le portrait!"
Le Bon Dieu me le pardonne
C'était un peu vrai
Qu'il me pardonne ou non
D'ailleurs, je m'en fous
J'ai déjà mon âme en peine
Je suis un voyou
La mignonne allait aux vêpres
Se mettre à genoux
Alors j'ai mordu ses lèvres
Pour savoir leur goût
Ell' m'a dit, d'un ton sévère
"Qu'est-ce que tu fais là?"
Mais elle m'a laissé faire
Les fill's, c'est comm' ça
J'lui ai dit: "Par la Madone
Reste auprès de moi!"
Le Bon Dieu me le pardonne
Mais chacun pour soi
Qu'il me pardonne ou non
D'ailleurs, je m'en fous
J'ai déjà mon âme en peine
Je suis un voyou
C'était une fille sage
A "bouch', que veux-tu?"
J'ai croqué dans son corsage
Les fruits défendus
Ell' m'a dit d'un ton sévère
"Qu'est-ce que tu fais là?"
Mais elle m'a laissé faire
Les fill's, c'est comm' ça
Puis, j'ai déchiré sa robe
Sans l'avoir voulu
Le Bon Dieu me le pardonne
Je n'y tenais plus!
Qu'il me pardonne ou non
D'ailleurs, je m'en fous
J'ai déjà mon âme en peine
Je suis un voyou
J'ai perdu la tramontane
En perdant Margot
Qui épousa, contre son âme
Un triste bigot
Elle doit avoir à l'heure
A l'heure qu'il est
Deux ou trois marmots qui pleurent
Pour avoir leur lait
Et, moi, j'ai tété leur mère
Longtemps avant eux
Le Bon Dieu me le pardonne
J'étais amoureux!
Qu'il me pardonne ou non
D'ailleurs, je m'en fous
J'ai déjà mon âme en peine
Je suis un voyou
Dinsdag 30 mei 1978
Time Waits For No One
Time Waits For No One
Composer(s): Johann Strauss - Cliff Friend - Charlie Tobias
Performer(s): Lynn Martin
and multiple other artists
Time waits for no one
It passes you by
It rolls on forever
Like the clouds in the sky
Time waits for no one
Goes on endlessly
It's just like a river
Flowing out to the sea
You'll find that love is like this
Each precious moment we miss
Will never, ever return again
So don't let us throw
One sweet moment away
Time waits for no one
Let's make love while we may
Dinsdag 30 mei 1978
I Can Dream, Can't I?
I Can Dream, Can't I?
Composer(s): Irving Kahal; Sammy Fain
First performance by: Tamara - 1938
Covered by multiple other artists
(dream on, dream on)
I can see
No matter how near you'll be
You'll never belong to me
But I can dream, can't I?
Can't I pretend that I'm locked in the bend of your embrace?
For dreams are just like wine
And I am drunk with mine
I'm aware
My heart is a sad affair
There's much disillusion there
But I can dream, can't I?
Can't I adore you
Although we are oceans apart?
I can't make you open your heart
But I can dream, can't I?
I'm aware
My heart is a sad affair
There's much disillusion there
But I can dream, can't I?
Can't I adore you
Although we are oceans apart?
I can't make you open your heart
But I can dream, can't I?
(dream on, dream on, dream on)
Dinsdag 30 mei 1978
Je Suis Un Soir D'Été
Je Suis Un Soir D'Été
English Title: I Am A Summer's Eve
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Et la sous-préfecture
Fête la sous-préfète
Sous le lustre à facettes
Il pleur des orangeades
Et des champagnes tièdes
Et les propos glacés
Des femelles maussades
De fonctionnarisés
Je suis un soir d'été
Aux fenêtres ouvertes
Les dîneurs familiaux
Repoussent leurs assiettes
Et disent qu'il fait chaud
Les hommes lancent des rots
De chevaliers teutons
Les nappes tombent en miettes
Par-dessus les balcons
Je suis un soir d'été
Aux terrasses brouillées
Quelques buveurs humides
Parlent de haridelles
Et de vieilles perfides
C'est l'heure où les bretelles
Soutiennent le présent
Des passants répandus
Et des alcoolisants
Je suis un soir d'été
De lourdes amoureuses
Aux odeurs de cuisine
Promènent leur poitrine
Sur les flancs de la Meuse
Il leur manque un soldat
Pour que l'été ripaille
Et monte vaille que vaille
Jusqu'en haut de leurs bas
Je suis un soir d'été
Aux fontaines les vieux
Bardés de références
Rebroussent leur enfance
A petits pas pluvieux
Ils rient de toute une dent
Pour croquer le silence
Autour des filles qui dansent
A la mort d'un printemps
Je suis un soir d'été
La chaleur se vertèbre
Il fleuve des ivresses
L'été a ses grand-messes
Et la nuit les célèbre
La ville aux quatre vents
Clignote le remords
Inutile et passant
De n'être pas un port
Je suis un soir d'été
Maandag 29 mei 1978
Time To Say Goodbye
Time To Say Goodbye
((aka I Will Go With You (Donna Summer) - 1999))
((Adapted from: Con Te Partirò (Andrea Bocelli) - 1995))
((French Version: Partir Avec Toi (Jeane Manson & Yvhann Cevic) - 1998))
Composer(s): Lucio Quarantotto - Francesco Sartori - Frank Peterson
Performer(s): Sarah Brightman & Andrea Bocelli - 1996
Covered by multiple other artists
Quando sono solo
sogno all'orizzonte
e mancan le parole
si lo so che non c'e luce
in una stanza quando manca il sole
se non ci sei tu con me, con me
su le finestre
mostra a tutti il mio cuore
che hai acceso
chiudi dentro me
la luce che
hai incontrato per strada
Sarah:
When I'm alone
I dream of the horizon
and words fail me
There is no light
in a room where there is no sun
and there is no sun if you're not here with me, with me
From every window
unfurl my heart
the heart that you have won
Into me you've poured the light
the light that you found by the side of the road
Time to say goodbye (Con te partirò)
paesi che non ho mai
veduto e vissuto con te
adesso si li vivro
con te partirò
su navi per mari
che io lo so
no no non esistono piu
it's time to say goodbye (con te io li vivro)
Time to say goodbye
Places that I've never seen or
experienced with you
now I shall
I'll sail with you
upon ships across the seas
seas that exist no more
I'll revive them with you
Quando sei lontana
sogno all'orizzonte
e mancan le parole
e io si lo so
che sei con me con me
tu mia luna tu sei qui con me
mia solo tu sei qui con me
con me con me con me
Andrea:
When you're far away
I dream of the horizon
and words fail me
and of course I know that you're with me, with me
you, my moon, you are with me
my sun, you're here with me
with me, with me, with me
Time to say goodbye (Con te partirò)
paesi che non ho mai
veduto e vissuto con te
adesso si li vivro
con te partirò
su navi per mari
che io lo so
no no non esistono piu
con te io li vivro
Con te partirò
su navi per mari
che io lo so
no no non esistono piu
con te io li vivro
Con te partirò
Time to say goodbye
Places that I've never seen or
experienced with you
now I shall
I'll sail with you
upon ships across the seas
seas that exist no more
I'll revive them with you
Both:
I'll go with you
upon ships across the seas
seas that exist no more
I'll revive them with you
I'll go with you
I'll go with you
Maandag 29 mei 1978
I Can Dream About You
I Can Dream About You
Composer(s): Dan Hartman
First release by: Dan Hartman - 1984
Covered by multiple other artists
No more timing each tear that falls from my eyes
I'm not hiding the remedy to cure this old heart of mine
I can dream about you
If I can't hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right
Moving sidewalks, I don't see under my feet
Rising up from down here below where the streets see me lonely for you
I can dream about you
If I can't hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right
I don't understand it
I can't keep my mind off loving you
Ooo, now baby, I'm caught up in the magic I see in you
There's one thing to do
I can dream about you
If I can't hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right
Moving sidewalks, I don't see under my feet
Rising up from the pain in my heart, cause it's you that I need
I can dream about you
If I can't hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right
Maandag 29 mei 1978
Je Suis Un Autre
Je Suis Un Autre
Composer(s): Georges Moustaki
Performer(s): Georges Moustaki
Je suis un débutant aux tempes qui blanchissent
Un beatnick vieillissant patriarche novice
Jardinier libertin aux goûts d'aventurier
Voyageur immobile et rêveur éveillé
Je suis de ces lézards qui naissent fatigués
Un optimiste amer un pessimiste gai
Un homme d'aujourd'hui à la barbe d'apôtre
Je peux être tout ça pourtant je suis un autre
Je suis toi je suis moi je suis qui me ressemble
Et je ressemble à ceux qui font la route ensemble
Pour chercher quelque chose et pour changer la vie
Plutôt que de mourir d'un rêve inassouvi
Avec eux je m'en vais partout où le vent souffle
Partout où c'est la fête et partout où l'on souffre
Mais lorsque je m'endors au creux des herbes hautes
Je me retrouve seul et je me sens un autre
Je suis venu ce soir la guitare à mon cou
Partager mes chansons et rêver avec vous
Crier d'une voix sourde toutes mes révoltes
Et parler de mes peines d'un air désinvolte
J'ai laissé au vestiaire un reste de pudeur
Pour mieux me découvrir devant les projecteurs
Et chanter les amours qui sont un peu les vôtres
Qui sont les miennes même si je suis un autre
Zondag 28 mei 1978
Time To Kill
Time To Kill
Composer(s): Lionel Bart - Mike Pratt - Tommy Steele
Performer(s): Tommy Steele
Time to kill
Well it's 'round about a million hours of ill
I've got a certain date at eight
That's almost a day away
Time to kill
What to do
Till that moment I look forward to
I walk the pavements all alone
Miss the cracks in every stone
Time to kill
Everywhere I see the time staring down at me
Will it never be the time that I long to see
Fast clocks, slow clocks
Go clocks, go clocks
Time to kill
Time, time, endless time to kill
I'm on the move and time is standin' still
Can't think of one more thing to do
What did Rip Van Winkle do
Time, time, time to kill
Tick-tock, tick away the day
Soon come the time I won't care what to say
Oh, hurry, hurry, I can't wait
Till I make that date at eight
I got time to kill
Time to kill
Time to kill
Oh-ooh, oh-oh-oooh...
Zondag 28 mei 1978
I Can Do Without You
I Can Do Without You
Composer(s): Sammy Fain; Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Doris Day
and multiple other artists
In the Summer you’re the Winter
In the finger you’re the splinter
In the banquet you’re the stew
Say, I could do without you
In the garden you’re the gopher
In the Levi’s you’re the loafer
Like an overturned canoe
Well, I could do without you
You can go to Philadelphia
Take a hack to Hackensack
Hey, I’ll never ring a bell fer yer
Or yell fer yer to come back
In the question you’re the why
In the ointment you’re the fly
Though I know some things are indefensible
Like a buck or two
If there’s one thing I can do without
I can do without you
In the barrel you’re a pickle
In the goldmine you’re a nickel
You’re the tack inside my shoe
Yes, I can do without you
In my bosom you’re a dagger
You’re a mangy carpetbagger
In the theatre you’re the ‘boo’
I can do without you
In the bullfrog you’re the croak
In the forest, poison oak…
Zondag 28 mei 1978
Je Suis Toutes Les Femmes
Je Suis Toutes Les Femmes
Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi;
Lana Sebastian; Paul Sebastian
Performer(s): Dalida
Je suis toutes les femmes
Je vis vos joies et vos mélodrames
Je suis sentimentale et parfois femme fatale aussi
Que l'on me condamne si mon cœur s'enflamme
Devant les projecteurs
Qui me visent en plein cœur chaque nuit
Je suis toutes les femmes
Je chante je danse c'est tout un programme
Je suis reine du disco et l'amie de Pierrot aussi
Que l'on me pardonne lorsque je me donne
Et je vis mes chansons à travers les saisons de ma vie
Je suis toutes les femmes
J'aime les paillettes, les strass, les télégrammes
Les soirées de première puis la une et la der aussi
Et ma vie de star finit dans le noir
Quand les lumières s'éteignent
Et le silence règne dans la nuit
Je suis toutes les femmes
Je vis vos joies et vos mélodrames
Je suis sentimentale et parfois femme fatale aussi
Que l'on me condamne si mon cœur s'enflamme
Devant les projecteurs qui me visent en plein cœur
Chaque nuit
Je suis toutes les femmes
J'aime les paillettes, les strass, les télégrammes
Les soirées de première puis la une et la der aussi
Et ma vie de star finit dans le noir
Je suis toutes les femmes, je suis toutes les femmes
Je suis toutes les femmes, je suis toutes...
Les femmes, les femmes
Zaterdag 27 mei 1978
Time To Cry
Time To Cry
Composer(s): Paul Anka
Performer(s): Paul Anka
When somebody leaves you, that's the time to cry
When you know you're lonely, you're not the one and only
Who will cry ?
When your heart is broken, that's the time to cry
When you know she's left you, you'll know that she has left you
So you can cry
Happiness is what I long for
Loneliness is why I cry
For you have made my heart a slave
And now it's up to you
When somebody leaves you, that's the time to cry
When you know she's left you, you'll know that she has left you
So you can cry
Zaterdag 27 mei 1978
I Can Do It
I Can Do It
Composer(s): Wayne Bickerton; Tony Waddington
First release by: Rubettes - 1975
Yeah
I can do it
yeah I can do it
yeah
I can really rock
ooh
I can do it
I can really rock
ooh
I can do it
I can really rock
ooh
I can do it
I can really rock
I can do it
I can do it
I can really rock ooh
I can do it
I can really rock ooh
I can do it
I can really rock ooh
I can do it
I can really rock
I can do it
I can do it
Ah-thinkin' 'bout guitars when I was just a kid
Just lookin' back on the things we did
Like hangin' round at the local hop
With my candy
and my soda pop
I guess I never really stood a chance
I liked the music
but I couldn't dance
I guess I've really learnt a lot since then
'Cause I can really do it now it's back again
Yeah
I can do it
I can do it
I can really move
From my head right down to my blue suede shoes
I can really make the groove
I can do it
I can do it
I can really move
I can really rock
ooh
I can do it
Dancin' was trouble thinkin' 'bout it now
I had no girl friend to show me how
I was too young to date
too old to wait.
It's kinda sad I was born too late
But like I said I learnt a lot since then
And I can really do it now
it's back again
I can do the jive
I can do the stroll
It's just another name for rock 'n' roll
Yeah
I can do it
I can do it
I can really move
Yeah
I can do it
yeah I can do it
yeah.
I can really rock
ooh
I can do it
Zaterdag 27 mei 1978
Je Suis Seul Ce Soir
Je Suis Seul Ce Soir
English Title: I'm So All Alone
Composer(s): Paul Durand;
Rose Noël; Jean Casanova
Performer(s): André Claveau;
and various other artists
Refrain:
Je suis seul ce soir
Avec mes rêves
Je suis seul ce soir
Sans ton amour
Le jour tombe, ma joie s'achève
Tout se brise dans mon coeur lourd
Je suis seul ce soir
Avec ma peine
J'ai perdu l'espoir
De ton retour
Et pourtant je t'aime encore et pour toujours
Ne me laisse pas seul sans ton amour
Je viens de fermer ma fenêtre
Le brouillard qui tombe est glacé
Jusque dans ma chambre il pénètre
Notre chambre où meurt le passé
Refrain
Dans la cheminée, le vent pleure
Les roses s'effeuillent sans bruit
L'horloge, en marquant les quarts d'heure
D'un son grêle berce l'ennui
Refrain
Tout demeure ainsi que tu l'aimes
Dans ce coin par toi dédaigné
Mais si ton parfum flotte même
Ton dernier bouquet s'est fané
Refrain
Vrijdag 26 mei 1978
Time Rag
Time Rag
Composer(s): Joan Baez
Performer(s): Joan Baez
Ripping along towards middle age
And my music career kind of missed a page
Record sales began to drop
The management all began to hop
Not worry, they said, you'll see
What you need is some fresh publicity
Just give us a nod and we'll all leap
Towards putting you back at the top of the heap
I said, Fine, I'll give it a whack
I hung up the phone and I turned my back
Began daydreaming I was somebody else
When the phone jumped over from the wall to the shelf
We just had a break, this is really fine
We can make the January issue of Time
If you'll give us Monday, a week from today
From two to four, now what do you say?
I said, Time, Time mag, mag
You got me on the rag, rag
Take your insults about the queen
And shove them up your royal Timese machine
But I scribbled it down on the wall calendar
And wondered about my interviewer
Maybe he'd be just a real nice guy
Bright and sympathetic with a roving eye
We'd forget all about the assignment due
Formalities, photos, and the interview
We'd hop on into his big rent-a-car
Go for a lovely drive, not far.... maybe France
As the big day approached it slipped my mind
Till my secretary showed up at the house to remind
Me to switch into gear for the big coup de gras
The meeting with the man from the media
I swept the driveway and polished the phone
Put on a Kenzo knit in two-tone
Fluffed the pillows in the burgundy chair
Made up my eyes and brushed my hair... all in that order
When he called to say he was three hours late
My cheerful facade began to disintegrate
The photographer'd be even later still
She was hopelessly lost in the nearby hills
He arrived not exactly the man of my dreams
Not bad for a rep from the Timese machine
Asked me a wandering question or three
And I thought he was actually listening to me
And I said, Time, Time mag, mag
You got me on the rag, rag
Take your insults about the queen
And shove them up your royal Timese machine
Curious about his interest
I babbled my way through the worldwide list
Ireland, Chile and the African states
Poetry, politics and how they relate
Motherhood, music and Moog synthesizers
Political prisoners and Commie sympathizers
Hetero, homo and bisexuality
Where they all stand in the nineteen-seventies
Then suddenly it stopped and he started to lobby
Said, Tell me some inside stuff about Bobby
Bobby who? I smiled and said
And the Time man's face was laced with red
I know you guys used to know each other
I know you refer to him as being your brother
And I know that you know where he's coming from
I said, You know alot for being so Goddamned dumb
And I said, Time, Time mag, mag
You got me on the rag, rag
Take your insults about the queen
And shove them up your royal Timese machine
Well I never gave him quite what he came for
The inside story and it's really a shame
For I never made the January issue of Time
And just before I run out of words that rhyme
I really should tell you that deep in my heart
I don't give a damn where I stand on the charts
Not as long as the sun sinks into the west
And that's going to be a pretty serious test... of time
Vrijdag 26 mei 1978
I Can Always Find A Little Sunshine In The Y.M.C.A.
I Can Always Find A Little Sunshine In The Y.M.C.A.
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): John Wallowitch & Bertram Ross
Mother dear, I've just finished mess
And I'm here in the Y.M.C.A.
How I've missed your tender caress
Since the day when I marched away
But don't worry, dear, I'm contented here
What is more I'm feeling fine
Ev'rything's all right, dear, and ev'ry night
I will drop you a line
You can picture me ev'ry ev'ning
At the close of the day
Writing a little letter
In the Y.M.C.A.
Don't you worry, mother darling
For while the skies are gray
I can always find a little sunshine in the Y.M.C.A.
Vrijdag 26 mei 1978
Je Suis Seul
