Woensdag 11 februari 1981
If Momma Was Married
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If Momma Was Married
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Woensdag 11 februari 1981
El Seclanteño
El Seclanteño
Composer(s): Ariel Petrocelli
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
Cara de roca
mastica coca
y se ilumina
El seclanteño
lento camina
como su sueño
Baja una nube
mientras él sube
no tiene apuro
El seclanteño
de pelo oscuro
como su sueño
Zarcillo de arena
contame la pena
Tu pena de arena
no vale la pena
El valle verde
lejos se pierde
como su canto
El seclanteño
mastica el llanto
como su sueño
Baguala y pena
adiós y arena
por el camino
El seclanteño
sin un destino
como su sueño
Dinsdag 10 februari 1981
If Leaving Me Is Easy
If Leaving Me Is Easy
Composer(s): Phil Collins
First release by: Phil Collins - 1981
I read all the letters, I read each word that you've sent to me
And though it's past now, and the words start to fade
All the memories I have still remain
I've kept all the pictures, but I hide my feelings so no-one knows
Oh sure my friends all come round, but I'm in a crowd on my own
It's 'cos you're gone now, but your heart, still remains
And it'll be here if you come again
You see, I'd heard the rumours, I knew before you let me know
But I didn't believe it, not you
No you would not let me go
Seems I was wrong, but I love, I love you the same
And that's the one thing that you can't take away but just remember...
If leaving me is easy
Coming back is harder...
Dinsdag 10 februari 1981
El Sauce
El Sauce
Performer(s): Horacio Guarany
Qué lindo se ha puesto el sauce
a vuelto a reverdecer
de nuevo vuelve a crecer
como el río por su cauce
y hace que mis manos alce
hacia el cielo agradecido
porque estaba envejecido
secas sus hojas sin vida
como si una larga herida
las fuerzas le había vencido
Mas se ve que ha amanecido
esta vez la primavera
ya no está la enredadera
que lo estaba sepultando
sus ramas están brotando
y el agua fresca del río
se ve que lo ha bendecido
besandó su ramazón
y encendió en su corazón
el viejo amor ya perdido
Y se lo ve florecido
flores son sus ramas verdes
su mirada no se pierde
como antes en el vacío
de nuevo cuelgan sus nidos
los pajaritos cantores
y antes que el sol condecore
con sus rayos su altivez
verde el sauce es otra vez
el árbol de mis amores
Qué lindo se ha puesto el sauce
es tan igualito a mí
pues yo también florecí
y el río vuelve a mi cauce
el destino que se esparce
dando a cada cual su rumbo
como yo andaba a los tumbos
de mí se compadeció
y aguita fresca me dio
en ríos de amor profundo
¡Y hoy somos dos vueltos al mundo
mi viejo sauce y yo!
Maandag 9 februari 1981
Freaker's Ball
Freaker's Ball
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Dr. Hook
Well there's gonna be a freaker's ball (ha ha)
Tonight at the Freaker's Hall
And you know you're invited one and all
Uh oh
Come on babies grease your lips
Grab your hats and swing your hips
And don't forget to bring your whips
We're going to the freaker's ball (yes)
Blow your whistle, and bang your gong
Roll up something to take along
It feels so good, it must be wrong
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Well all the fags and the dykes they're boogie-in' together
The leather freaks are dressed in all kinds of leather
The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too
Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you
The FBI is dancin' with the junkies
All the straights, swingin' with the funkies
Across the floor and up the wall
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Everybody's kissing each other
Brother with sister, son with mother
Smear my body up with butter
And take me to the freaker's ball
Pass that roach please, and pour the wine
I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine
I'm gonna boogie 'til I'm cold blind
Freakin' at the freaker's ball
White ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones
Necrophiliacs looking for dead ones
The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too
Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you
Everybody ballin' in batches
Pyromaniacs strikin' matches
I'm gonna itch me where it scratches
Freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
We're at a ball
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Maandag 9 februari 1981
El Sagrado Perfume
El Sagrado Perfume
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Podría
incluso prescindir del intenso milagro
que supone descifrar
el Sagrado Perfume de los planetas...
pero nunca, nunca jamás,
del incienso que tu cuerpo despide
al cabo de la carne
comulgada
Zondag 8 februari 1981
If It's You
If It's You
Composer(s): Milton Drake; Ben Oakland; Artie Shaw
Performer(s): Dinah Shore
and multiple other artists
Sitting by the fireside and dreaming lovely things
While I'm waiting for a knock or a precious call
Suddenly I'm startled, my heart leaps up and sings
As I hear familiar footsteps along the hall
If it's you, when a knock comes at my door
If it's you, then I'll rush across the floor
But if you're not there the sky falls on my schemes again
I close the door and rush back to my dreams again
When I'm blue, and the phone rings in the gloom
If it's you, there's a rainbow in my room
And when someone kneels with someone making vows two
If it's me, I'll be in heaven, if it's you
When I'm blue, and the phone rings in the gloom
If it's you, there's a rainbow in my room
And when someone kneels with someone making vows two
If it's me, I'll be in heaven, if it's you
Zondag 8 februari 1981
El Rostro Mío
El Rostro Mío
Composer(s): Salvador Martínez Flores
Performer(s): Javier Solís; Los Pasteles Verdes; Anthony Rios
Yo vi llorar a un hombre ante un espejo
por un amor que le negara el cielo
sin serlo el hombre aquél parecía un viejo
sólo nieve y escarcha había en su pelo
Cobarde por qué lloras yo le dije
jamás debes llorar por un desvío
después me arrepentí sintiendo frío
al ver en el espejo el rostro mío
Después enjugué el llanto avergonzado
las heridas de amor iban curando
dormido me quedé me estaba ahogando
las lágrimas de amor seguían rodando
Cobarde por qué lloras yo le dije
jamás debes llorar por un desvío
después me arrepentí sintiendo frío
al ver en el espejo el rostro mío
Después enjugué el llanto avergonzado
las heridas de amor iban curando
dormido me quedé me estaba ahogando
las lágrimas de amor seguían rodando
Zaterdag 7 februari 1981
If It's Magic
If It's Magic
Composer(s): Stevie Wonder
First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
If it's magic...
Then why can't it be everlasting
Like the sun that always shines
Like the poets in this rhyme
Like the galaxies in time
If it's pleasing...
Then why can't it be never leaving
Like the day that never fails
Like on seashores there are shells
Like the time that always tells
It holds the key to every heart
Throughout the universe
It fills you up without a bite
And quenches every thirst
So...
If it's special
Then with it why aren't we as careful
As making sure we dress in style
Posing pictures with a smile
Keeping danger from a child
It holds the key to every heart
Throughout the universe
It fills you up without a bite
And quenches every thirst
So...
If it's magic...
Why can't we make it everlasting
Like the lifetime of the sun
It will leave no heart undone
For there's enough for everyone
Zaterdag 7 februari 1981
El Rey De Las Flores
El Rey De Las Flores
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez & Pablo Milanes
Al Rey de las Flores lo conocí
por la tarde, hace algún tiempo
Me llamó la atención su tono
de arcoiris en la piel
y su corona de papel
El Rey de las Flores tiene su pueblo
en un bosque muy remoto
dos pulgadas detrás del sol
Cada inquilino en una flor
y en cada piso está el amor
El Rey de las Flores tiene lagartos
que cantan de salto en salto
tiene batallones de abejas chiquitas
y arañas, babosas y aves bonitas
El Rey de las Flores trabaja y trabaja
su pueblo también trabaja
Derrumba los bosques de hierba, tan altos
Navega en los charcos de agua del campo
El Rey de las Flores tiene
sus fábricas dentro de la tierra
Cada obrero hace una flor
que en primavera crecerá
si no, una mosca los lloverá
Sobre los floridos campos
del Rey de las Flores veo a mi hijo
y llamándolo hay una voz
quedó partido en dos mitades
por una bomba que cayó
Vrijdag 6 februari 1981
Without You (Badfinger)
Without You
(Italian Version: Per Chi - 1972)
Composer(s): Peter William Ham; Thomas Evans
First release by: Badfinger - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
Well, I can't forget this evening
And your face when you were leaving
But I guess that's just the way the story goes
You always smile, but in your eyes your sorrow shows
Yes, it shows
Well, I can't forget tomorrow
When I think of all my sorrow
I had you there, but then I let you go
And now it's only fair that I should let you know
What you should know
I can't live, if living is without you
I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you
I can't live, I can't give anymore
Well, I can't forget this evening
And your face when you were leaving
But I guess that's just the way the story goes
You always smile, but in your eyes your sorrow shows
Yes, it shows
I can't live, if living is without you
I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you
I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you
I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you
I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you
I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you
I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you
Vrijdag 6 februari 1981
El Rey
El Rey
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
and multiple other artists
Yo se bien que estoy afuera
pero el día que yo me muera
sé que tendrás que llorar
(llorar y llorar, llorar y llorar)
dirás que no me quisiste
pero vas a estar muy triste
y así te vas a quedar
Con dinero y sin dinero
hago siempre lo que quiero
y mi palabra es la ley
no tengo trono ni reina
ni nadie que me comprenda
pero sigo siendo el rey
Una piedra en el camino
me enseñó que mi destino
era rodar y rodar
(rodar y rodar, rodar y rodar)
después me dijo un arriero
que no hay que llegar primero
pero hay que saber llegar
Con dinero y sin dinero
hago siempre lo que quiero
y mi palabra es la ley
no tengo trono ni reina
ni nadie que me comprenda
pero sigo siendo el rey
Donderdag 5 februari 1981
Per Chi
Per Chi
(Adapted from: Without You - 1970)
Composer(s): Peter William Ham; Thomas Evans; Daniele Pace
Performer(s): Gens - 1972
Torna presto amica mia
Torna presto a casa mia
Non andare per il mondo senza me
Ti perderesti come stai perdendo me
Torna presto
Io di notte sono solo se ai pensieri mi abbandono
Mi vien voglia di morire ma perche'
Io mi domando cosa valgo senza te
Per chi vivrò
Per chi il cuore batterà nel buio
Per chi se tu non ci sei
I can't live I'm living lost without you
I can't live I can't give anymore
Se l'amore che mi hai dato
Tra le foglie di quel prato
È rimasto nei tuoi grandi occhi blu
Ritorna presto amica mia se manchi tu per chi vivo?
I can't live I'm living lost without you
I can't give I can't give anymore
Per chi il cuore batterà nel buio
Per chi se tu non ci sei
Per chi sorridere e scherzare ancora
Per chi
Per chi io vivrò
Donderdag 5 februari 1981
El Restaurante Italiano
El Restaurante Italiano
((English & French Versions: Italian Restaurant (Dalida); Le Restaurant Italien (Dalida))
Composer(s): Jean-Michel Beriat - Jean-Pierre Goussaud
Performer(s): Dalida
Ciertas tardes de soledad, que niebla gris en la ciudad
Salgo a buscar y a revivir, algo de Italia por allí
Esta al final de un callejón, es un lugar encantador
Mitad hogar, mitad pensión
Mitad que sí, mitad que no
Un restaurante italiano
Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano
Un restaurante italiano
donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias
Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Ahí no falta una canción, ahí se habla en altavoz
Ahí se tiene la impresión, de gran señor y de bufón
El propietario viene a ti, embajador de su país
Chasca el pulgar y el corazón, y da comienzo la función
Un restaurante italiano
Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano
Un restaurante italiano
Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias
Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Se habla de todo en general, pero de nada en especial
Algún poeta sin papel, escribe un verso en el mantel
Una pareja en un rincón, se besa sin ningún pudor
Con la lectura del menú, el cielo gris se vuelve azul
Un restaurante italiano
Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano
Un restaurante italiano
Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias
Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Un restaurante italiano
Donde se habla con las manos
La la la...
Un restaurante italiano
Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias
Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Woensdag 4 februari 1981
If It's Alright With You
If It's Alright With You
Composer(s): Larry Henley; Kenny O'Dell
Performer(s): Eddy Arnold
If it's all right with you
I'd like to stay here and love you
And hold you
At least until the daylight comes
And if it's all right with you
I'd like to think that when tomorrow comes
It'll be way too soon
If it's all right with you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you
And when the morning sun arrives
Then we'll decide if I should stay or go
If it's all right with you
We won't think about tomorrow
Or yesterday
Tonight could be a lifetime
If it's all right with you
I'll dim the light and close the world away
I really wanna stay
If it's all right with you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you
And when the morning sun arrives
Then we'll decide if I should stay or go
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you
If it's all right with .....
Woensdag 4 februari 1981
If It Wasn't For The Reason That I Love You
If It Wasn't For The Reason That I Love You
Composer(s): Roger Cooke; Roger Greenaway
Performer(s): The Hollies
Another day gone and I think of you
Wonder where you're going
Wonder what you do
without me
A telephone call from a friend I know
left me feeling bitter
left me feeling so unhappy
'Cos if you couldn't wait for 24 hours
what good would telegrams and flowers do
If it wasn't for the reason
that I love you baby
I wouldn't have another thing
to say to you
Might as well stay
for a day or two
Find another friend
and have a drink or two
to pass the time
Talking over troubles
in a whiskey daze
a little drop of cognac
helps a man to face the lonely times
'Cause it's sad being home
and I've given up trying
I've got no lyin'
that I wanna do
If it wasn't for the reason
that I love you baby
I wouldn't have another thing
to say to you
Wish I could find a way
Make up the words to say
You cheated and you lied
You took away the little pride
I had inside
If it wasn't for the reason
that I love you baby
I wouldn't have another thing
to say to you
Woensdag 4 februari 1981
El Reloj
El Reloj
((French Version: Pardon (Dalida) - 1958))
Composer(s): Roberto Cantoral
Performer(s): Luis Miguel - 1997
Reloj no marques las horas
porque voy a enloquecer
ella sé ira para siempre
cuando amanezca otra vez
Nomas nos queda esta noche
para vivir nuestro amor
y tu tictac me recuerda
mi irremediable dolor
Reloj detén tu camino
porque mi vida se apaga
ella es la estrella que alumbra mi ser
yo sin su amor no soy nada
Deten el tiempo en tus manos
haz esta noche perpetua
para que nunca se vaya de mí
para que nunca amanezca
Reloj detén tu camino...
Dinsdag 3 februari 1981
If It Wasn't For The 'Ouses In Between
If It Wasn't For The 'Ouses In Between
Composer(s): Edgar Bateman; George LeBrunn
Performer(s): Gus Elen; Mr. Maurice Browning; Musical Murrays
If you saw my little backyard
"Wot a pretty spot", you'd cry
It's a picture on a sunny summer day
Wiv the turnip tops and cabbages
Wot people doesn't buy
I makes it on a Sunday look all gay
The neighbours finks I grow 'em
And you'd fancy you're in Kent
Or at Epsom if you gaze into the mews
It's a wonder as the landlord
Doesn't want to raise the rent
Because we have such nobby distant views
Oh! it really is a wery pretty garden
And Chingford to the Eastward could be seen
Wiv a ladder and some glasses
You could see to 'Ackney Marshes
If it wasn't for the 'ouses in between
We're as countrified as can be
Wiv a clothes prop for a tree
The tub-stool makes a rustic little stile
Ev'ry time the blooming clock strikes
There's a cuckoo sings to me
And I've painted up "To Leather Lane A Mile"
Wiv tomatoes and wiv radishes
Wot 'adn't any sale
The backyard looks a purfick mass o' bloom
And I've made a little beehive
Wiv some beetles in a pail
And a pitchfork wiv the 'andle of a broom
Oh! it really is a wery pretty garden
And Rye 'Ouse from the cock-loft could be seen
Where the chickweed man undresses
To bathe 'mong the water cresses
If it wasn't for the 'ouses in between
There's the bunny shares his egg box
Wiv the cross-eyed cock and hen
Though they 'as got the pip and him the 'morf
In a dog's 'ouse on the line-post
There was pigeons, nine or ten
Till someone took a brick and knocked it off
The dust cart though it seldom comes
Is just like 'Arvest 'Ome
And we made to rig a dairy up some'ow
Put the donkey in the wash'ouse
Wiv some imitation 'orns,
For we're teaching im to moo just like a kah
Oh! it really is a wery pretty garden
And 'Endon to the westward could be seen
And by clinging to the chimbley
You could see across to Wembley
If it wasn't for the 'ouses in between
Though the gasworks is at Woolwich
They improve the rural scene
For mountains they would very nicely pass
There's the mushrooms in the dust-hole
With the cowumbers so green
It only wants a bit 'o 'ot 'ouse glass
I wears this milkman's nightshirt
And I sits outside all day
Like the ploughboy cove what's mizzled o'er the Lea
And when I goes indoors at night
They dunno what I say
'Cause my language gets as yokel as can be
Oh! it really is a wery pretty garden
And soapworks from the 'ousetops could be seen
If I got a rope and pulley
I'd enjoy the breeze more fully
If it wasn't for the 'ouses in between
Dinsdag 3 februari 1981
El Rancho Grande
El Rancho Grande
((Adapted from: Allá En El Rancho Grande (Pilar Arcos y Juan Pulido) - 1927))
((Dutch Version: Op M'n Ranch Ben Ik Koning (Will Tura) - 1966))
Composer(s): Juan Del Moral - Silvano Ramos - Emilio d'Uranga - Bartley Costello
Performer(s): Dean Martin - 1963
and multiple other artists
I love to roam out yonder
Out where the Buff'lo wander
Free as the Eagle flying
I'm a-roping and a-tying
I'm a-roping and a-tying
Give me my ranch and my cattle
Far from the great city's rattle
Give me a big herd to battle
For I just love herding the cattle
I love to roam out yonder
Out where the Buff'lo wander
Free as the Eagle flying
I'm a-roping and a-tying
I'm a-roping and a-tying
Give me my bridle and saddle
And my old Pinto I'll straddle
I'll get the cowboys a-riding
Out where the rustlers are hiding
I love to roam out yonder
Out where the Buff'lo wander
Free as the Eagle flying
I'm a-roping and a-tying
I'm a-roping and a-tying
Sometimes the winter storms tearing
Set all the cattle a-raring
But when the winter is over
We're sure enough in the clover
Allà en el rancho grande
Allà donde vivia
Habia una ranche rita
Que alegre me decia
Que alegre me decia
Maandag 2 februari 1981
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