Dinsdag 19 februari 1985
Saltando De Piedra En Piedra
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Saltando De Piedra En Piedra
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Dinsdag 19 februari 1985
It Won't Seem Like Christmas
It Won't Seem Like Christmas
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn
Performer(s): Loretta Lynn
Everybody's busy decorating Christmas trees
And outside icicles hanging from the eaves
And the snowflakes are flyin' just as far as I can see
But it won't seem like Christmas to me
No it won't seem like Christmas, you'll be there and I'll be here
So I'll decorate a heartache with my tears
So have a merry merry Christmas wherever you may be
Oh but it won't seem like Christmas to me
No it won't seem like Christmas, what Christmas without you
I'll be lonely but my darling I'll be true
So have a merry merry Christmas...
No it won't seem like Christmas to me
Dinsdag 19 februari 1985
It Won't Be Christmas Without You
It Won't Be Christmas Without You
Composer(s): Steven Busch; Ronnie Dunn; Jerry Lynn Williams
Performer(s): Brooks & Dunn; Mark Leland
Tree's in the corner, the fire's burning bright
Shadows are dancing in the pale candlelight
Life should be a rainbow, but it's blue
It won't be Christmas without you
I wrapped up all your presents, wrote my name on ev'ry card
I just can't help it, baby, I'm takin' this so hard
You tell me, what's a man to do
It won't be Christmas without you
I stare into the flames, all I see is your face
All this joy and happiness seems so out of place
As far as I'm concerned, it's just a day I must get through
But it won't be Christmas without you
Oh, I wrapped up all your presents, wrote my name on ev'ry card
I just can't help it, baby, I'm takin' this so hard
You tell me, what's a man to do
It won't be Christmas without you
Oh, I wrapped up all your presents, wrote my name on ev'ry card
I just can't help it, baby, I'm takin' this so hard
You tell me, what's a man to do
It won't be Christmas without you
It won't be Christmas without you
Maandag 18 februari 1985
Salomon-Song
Salomon-Song
Composer(s): Kurt Weill; Bertolt Brecht
First performance by: Lotte Lenya - 1928
Covered by multiple other artists
Ihr saht den weisen Salomon
Ihr wißt, was aus ihm wurd’!
Dem Mann war alles sonnenklar
Er verfluchte die Stunde seiner Geburt
Und sah, daß alles eitel war
Wie groß und weis war Salomon!
Und seht, da war es noch nicht Nacht
Da sah die Welt die Folgen schon
Die Weisheit hatte ihn so weit gebracht
Beneidenswert, wer frei davon!
Ihr saht die schöne Kleopatra
Ihr wißt, was aus ihr wurd’!
Zwei Kaiser fielen ihr zum Raub
Da hat sie sich zu Tode gehurt
Und welkte hin und wurde Staub
Wie groß und schön war Babylon!
Und seht, da war es noch nicht Nacht
Da sah die Welt die Folgen schon
Die Schönheit hatte sie so weit gebracht
Beneidenswert, wer frei davon!
Ihr saht den kühnen Cäsar dann
Ihr wißt, was aus ihm wurd’!
Er saß wie ‘n Gott auf ‘nem Altar
Und wurde ermordet, wie ihr erfuhrt
Und zwar, als er am größten war
Wie schrie der laut: "Auch du, mein Sohn!"
Und seht, da war es noch nicht Nacht
Da sah die Welt die Folgen schon
Die Kühnheit hatte ihn so weit gebracht
Beneidenswert, wer frei davon!
Und jetzt sehr ihr Macheath und mich
Gott weiß, was aus uns wird!
So groß war unsre Leidenschaft
Wo haben wir uns hin verirrt
Daß man ihn jetzt zum Galgen schafft
Da seht ihr unsere Sünde Lohn
Und seht, da ist es noch nicht Nacht
Da sieht die Welt die Folgen schon
Die Leidenschaft hat uns so weit gebracht
Beneidenswert, wer frei davon!
Maandag 18 februari 1985
It Wasn't His Child
It Wasn't His Child
Composer(s): Skip Ewing
Performer(s): Trisha Yearwood;
and various other artists
He was her man, she was his wife
And late one winter night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
Yet still he took him as his own
And as he watched him grow
It brought him joy
But it wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him
But he did all could
His son was different from the rest
It wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
And when the boy became a man
He took his father's hand
And soon the world
Would all know why
It wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him
But he did all could
He grew up with his hands in wood
And he died with his hands in wood
He was God's child,
He was God's child
He was her man
She was his wife
And late one night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child
It was God's child
Zondag 17 februari 1985
Salomee (With Her Seven Veils)
Salomee (With Her Seven Veils)
Composer(s): Jule Styne; Bob Hilliard
Performer(s): Dinah Shore
Stagecoach after stagecoach
Crossed them western trails
Just to see Salomee
Struttin' like a chicken
Ready for the pickin'
Swingin' out and kickin'
With her seven veils
Outlaws mix with sheriffs
No one thinks of jail
When they see Salomee
Movin' kinda gentle
Lookin' Oriental
Out to pay the rental
With her seven veils
Dancin' like the demon
She'll wiggle across the floor
Everybody's screamin'
(More, more, more, Salomee)
(You're a wow)
(More, more, more, Salomee)
(Wiggle once more, then take a bow)
Weak men yell like Tarzan
Strong men bite their nails
When they see Salomee
Swing Scheherezadeee
Hotter than a toddy
Pleasin' everybyody
With her seven veils
(Hey, now bring me water)
(This gal is Satan's daughter)
Red silk veils are flyin' around
One of them veils just flew to the ground
(More, more, more, Salomee)
(You're a wow)
(More, more, more Salomee)
(Wiggle once more, then take a bow)
She may cause a fire
Fill your fire pails
When you see Salomee
Struttin' like a chicken
Ready for the pickin'
Swingin' out and kickin'
With her seven veils
(Hey Salomee!)
Ye-e-s-s-s
(Hey Salomee!)
(Wow!)
She may cause a fire
Fill your fire pails
When you see Salomee
Struttin' like a chicken
Ready for the pickin'
Swingin' out and kickin'
With her se-e-e-e-e-ven veils
Se-e-e-e-e-ven veils
(Wow!)
Zondag 17 februari 1985
It Must Be Getting Close To Christmas
It Must Be Getting Close To Christmas
Composer(s): C. Bruce; Sammy Cahn; Jimmy Van Heusen
Performer(s): Glen Campbell
When daughter starts to greet you with her warmest grin
And junior's got his room much neater than a pin
And if they fight to hug you each time you walk in
It must be getting close to Christmas
Suddenly your slightest wish is their command
And all at once your favorite things are close at hand
And suddenly Lombardo is their favorite band
It must be getting close to Christmas
Nobody ever makes mention of the weather or season
But you, you just love that attention whatever the reason
All at once the wife is charcoal broiling stakes
Coming up with dishes she'd refuse to make
And your little puppy doesn't bark till you're awake
This paradise is close to sublime
And very close to Christmas time
Zaterdag 16 februari 1985
Salome (Harry Roy)
Salome
Composer(s): H. Weston; J. Turner
Performer(s): Harry Roy
Carry on, carry on
In Egypt where all the pyramids are
Down our street where lots of dirty kids are
There's a café painted white
Where all the sailors like to go at night
There's a native band, help they play
But the best thing is the cabaret
Expect the suffocation, boltin' up the doors
When they put up the show
(Salome, Salome)
(You should see Salome)
Dancing there with her feet all bare
Every little wriggle makes the boys all stare
(She swings it, she flings it)
(And the sheiks all murmur, "Oh")
While the old sphinx winks and winks and winks
Out there where the sandbags grow
Carry on, carry on
Salome, she's the idle of the kids
She looks a-like a million dollar saucepan lid
Curtain ring stuck through her nose
And bells upon her pretty little toes
She's a dusky, and though she looks so posh
She'd be a lighter colour if she only had a wash
But every night, there's a big big fight
To see that girl, Salome
Carry on, carry on
Ticki-wicky
Wankee-wankee
Carry on
Zaterdag 16 februari 1985
It Feels Like Christmas
It Feels Like Christmas
Composer(s): Paul Williams
Performer(s): The Muppets
It's in the singing of a street corner choir
It's going home and getting warm by the fire
It's true, wherever you find love it feels like Christmas
A cup of kindess that we share with another
A sweet reunion with a friend or a brother
In all the places you find love it feels like Christmas
It is the season of the heart
A special time of caring
The ways of love made clear
It is the season of the sprit
The message if we hear it
Is make it last all year
It's in the giving of a gift to another
A pair of mittens that were made by your mother
It's all the ways that we show love that feel like Christmas
A part of childhood we'll always remember
It is the summer of the soul in December
Yes, when you do your best for love it feels like Christmas
It is the season of the heart
A special time of caring
The ways of love made clear
It is the season of the sprit
The message if we hear it
Is make it last all year
It's in the singing of a street corner choir
It's going home and getting warm by the fire
It's true, wherever you find love it feels like Christmas
It's true, wherever you find love it feels like Christmas
It feels like Christmas
It feels like Christmas
It feels like Christmas
Vrijdag 15 februari 1985
Salome (Jimmy Frey)
Salome
Composer(s): Jimmy Frey; Hubert Hugo; Andy Free
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
In duizend en één nachten
Van kille noorderwind
In duizend en één nachten
Brandt jij door mijn gedachten
Ten westen van het oosten
Het noorden kwijtgeraakt
Een glas om me te troosten
Een toast op Salome
Salome
Kom Salome dans
Mijn Salome dans voor mij
Salome
Kom Salome dans
Mijn Salome dans voor mij
Ik droom naar je toe
Naar 't land van mijn vader
Want daar haal jij adem
Daar geurt de lucht zoet
En in 't avondrood
Daar glanzen je haren
Daar zie ik de jaren
Die wegen als lood
Maar laat m'n dromen nu voltooien
Wat nooit is afgeraakt
Nooit afgeraakt
De ogen nat, de lippen droog
Een gelogen vrolijk woord
Zo kusten wij elkaar
Voor de laatste keer
Salome
Kom Salome dans
Mijn Salome dans voor mij
Salome
Kom Salome dans
Mijn Salome dans voor mij
Ik droom naar je toe
Naar 't land van mijn vader
Want daar haal jij adem
Daar geurt de lucht zoet
En in 't avondrood
Daar glanzen je haren
Daar zie ik de jaren
Die wegen als lood
Maar achter die fatamorgana
Komt je hart steeds dichterbij, dichterbij
En als de laatste sluier valt
Leg je neer hier aan mijn zij
Maak dan men zinnen vrij
Salome
Kom Salome dans
Mijn Salome dans voor mij
Salome
Kom Salome dans
Mijn Salome dans voor mij
Vrijdag 15 februari 1985
It Doesn't Have To Be That Way
It Doesn't Have To Be That Way
Composer(s): Jim Croce
Jim Croce; Articles of Faith; The Ventures
Snowy nights and Christmas lights
Icy window panes
Make me wish that we could be
Together again
And the windy winter avenues
Just don't seem the same
And the Christmas carols sound like blues
But the choir is not to blame
But it doesn't have to be that way
What we had should have never have ended
And I'll be dropping by today
We could easily get it together tonight
It's only right
Crowded stores, the corner Santa Claus
Tinseled afternoons
And the sidewalk bands that play their songs
Slightly out of tune
On the windy winter avenues
There walks a lonely man
And if I told you who he is
I think you'd understand
But it doesn't have to be that way
What we had should have never have ended
And I'll be dropping by today
We could easily get it together tonight
It's only right
Snowy nights and Christmas lights
Icy window panes
Make me wish that we could be
Together again
And the windy winter avenues
Just don't seem the same
And the Christmas carols sound like blues
But the choir is not to blame
Chorus:
But it doesn't have to be that way
What we had should have never have ended
And I'll be dropping by today
We could easily get it together tonight
It's only right
Crowded stores, the corner Santa Claus
Tinseled afternoons
And the sidewalk bands that play their songs
Slightly out of tune
On the windy winter avenues
There walks a lonely man
And if I told you who he is
I think you'd understand
(Repeat Chorus)
Donderdag 14 februari 1985
Salmo
Salmo
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Edú Lobo
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Edú Lobo
Meu corpo está sofrendo
É grande o meu torpor
Eu vou enlanguescendo
Rendo-vos mil graças, meu Senhor
Conturbam-se meus ossos
Meu vulto perde a cor
Minh'alma está confusa
Fustigai-me, meu Senhor
Meu Deus abri-me as portas
Da eterna servidão
Lançai-me vossa cólera
No tempo de Sião
Donderdag 14 februari 1985
It Came Upon The Midnight Clear
It Came Upon The Midnight Clear
(Adapted from: Study no. 23 - 1850)
Composer(s): Edmund Hamilton Sears; Richard Storrs Willis
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
It came upon a midnight clear that glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth goodwill to men from heav'n all gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hast'ning on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new heav'n and earth shall on the Prince of peace their king
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurled
And still their heavenly music floats o'er all the weary world
Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing
And ever o'er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing
Yet with the woes of sin and strife the world has suffered long
Beneath the heavenly strain have rolled two thousand years of wrong
And man at war with man hears not the tidings which they bring
O hush the noise ye men of strife and hear the angels sing
O ye, beneath life's crushing load whose forms are bending low
Who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow
Look now for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing
O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When peace shall over all the earth its ancient splendors fling
And the whole world give back the song which now the angels sing
Woensdag 13 februari 1985
Salma Ya Salama (German Version)
Salma Ya Salama
(Italian Version: Uomo Di Sabbia)
Composer(s): Jeff Barnel; Jahine Salah
Performer(s): Dalida
Er kam sevara weit in der Sahara
Träumte vom paradies
Von schattigen wegen
Von blumen im regen
Als er seine stadt verliess
Und er glaubte es zu finden
Salma ya salama
Wo ist da Glück ya salama
Salma ya salama
Ich komm zurück bei salama
Ich komm zurück bei salama
Er zog immer weiter die hoffnug als begleiter
Bis er das wunder sah grosser reichtum wälle
Und der meere welle alles wie zum greifen nah
es war eine lust zu leben
Salma ya salama
Wo ist da Glück ya salama
Salma ya salama
Ich komm zurück bei salama
Die fata morgana, das spiegelbild seiner träume
Löste sich in Wolken auf was übrigblieb
War sand und wüste und er suchte weiter
Fand den quell der freiheit die für ihn die zukunft war
auf allen seinen wegen
Salma ya salama
Wo ist da Glück ya salama
Salma ya salama
Ich komm zurück bei salama
Er kam sevara weit in der Sahara
Träumte vom paradies
Von schattigen wegen
Von blumen im regen als er seine stadt verliess
Und er glaubte es zu finden
Salma ya salama
Wo ist da Glück ya salama
Salma ya salama
Ich komm zurück bei salama
Salma ya salama
Wo ist da Glück ya salama
Salma ya salama
Ich komm zurück bei salama
Woensdag 13 februari 1985
Irish Carol
Irish Carol
Composer(s): Bishop Luke Wadding
Christmas Day has come
Let's prepare for mirth
Which fills the heavens and earth at the amazing birth
Through both the joyous angels in strife and hurry fly
With glory and hosannas
`All Holy' do they cry
In heaven the Church triumphant adores with all her choirs
The militant on earth with humble faith admires
But why should we rejoice?
Should we not rather morn
To see the Hope of Nations thus in a stable born?
Where are His crown and scepter
Where is His throne sublime
Where is his train majestic that should the stars outshine?
Is there no sumptuous palace, nor any inn at all
To lodge his heavenly mother but in a filthy stall?
Oh! Cease, ye blessed angels, such clamorous joys to make!
Though midnight silence favors, the shepherds are awake
And you, O glorious star!
That with new splendor brings
From the remotest parts three learned eastern kings
Turn somewhere else your luster
Your rays elsewhere display
For Herod he may slay the babe and Christ must straight away
If we would then rejoice, let's cancel the old score
And purposing amendment, resolve to sin no more
For mirth can ne'er content us, without a conscience clear
And thus we'll find true pleasure in all the usual cheer
In dancing, sporting, reveling, with masquerade and drum
So let our Christmas merry be, as Christmas doth become
Woensdag 13 februari 1985
In Those Twelve Days
In Those Twelve Days (aka A New Dial)
(Traditional)
What are they that are but one?
We have one God alone
In heaven above sits on His throne
What are they which are but two?
Two testaments, the old and new
We do acknowledge to be true
What are they which are but three?
Three persons in the Trinity
Which make one God in unity
What are they which are but four
Four sweet Evangelists there are
Christ's birth, life, death which do declare
What are they which are but five?
Five senses, like five kings, maintain
In every man a several reign
What are they which are but six?
Six days to labor is not wrong
For God himself did work so long
What are they which are but seven?
Seven liberal arts hath God sent down
With divine skill man's soul to crown
What are they which are but eight?
Eight Beatitudes are there given
Use them right and go to heaven
What are they which are but nine?
Nine Muses, like the heaven's nine spheres
With sacred tunes entice our ears
What are they which are but ten?
Ten statutes God to Moses gave
Which, kept or broke, do spill or save
What are they which are but eleven?
Eleven thousand virgins did partake
And suffered death for Jesus' sake
What are they which are but twelve?
Twelve are attending on God's son
Twelve make our creed
The Dial's done
Dinsdag 12 februari 1985
Salma Ya Salama (French Version)
Salma Ya Salama
(Italian Version: Uomo Di Sabbia)
Composer(s): Jeff Barnel; Pierre Delanoé; Jahine Salah
Performer(s): Dalida
and multiple other artists
Un homme des sables des plaines sans arbres
s'en va de son pays
Au-delà des dunes courir la fortune
Car le paradis pour lui ce n'est qu'un jardin sous la pluie
Salma ya salama je te salue ya salama
Salma ya salama je reviendrai bessalama
Mais l'homme des sables pour faire le voyage
n'a que l'espoir au cœur
Un jour il arrive il touche la rive
Il voit devant lui des fleurs la grande rivière du bonheur
Salma ya salama je te salue ya salama
Salma ya salama je reviendrai bessalama
C'était un mirage Il n'y avait pas de rivière
Et la bonne et riche et douce terre n'était que du sable
Il reprend sa course vers une autre source
Il finira pas trouver le puits de la liberté
Salma ya salama je te salue ya salama
Salma ya salama Salma ya salama
je reviendrai bessalama
Un homme des sables des plaines sans arbres
S'en va de son pays
Au-delà des dunes courir la fortune le seul paradis pour lui
C'était un jardin sous la pluie
Salma ya salama
je te salue ya salama
Salma ya salama je reviendrai bessalama
Salma ya salama
je te salue ya salama
Salma ya salama
je reviendrai bessalama
Dinsdag 12 februari 1985
In The Bleak Midwinter
In The Bleak Midwinter
(Adapted from: Cranham - 1906)
Composer(s): Christina Rossetti
Performer(s): Cliff Richard - 1967
and multiple other artists
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow
Snow on snow
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago
Our God, heaven cannot hold him
Nor earth sustain
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When he comes to reign
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God almighty
Jesus Christ
Enough for him, whom cherubim
Worship night and day
A breastful of milk
And a mangerful of hay
Enough for him, whom angels
Fall down before
The ox and ass and camel
Which adore
Angels and archangels
May have gathered there
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air
But only his mother
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped the Belov'd
With a kiss
What can I give him
Poor as I am
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb
If I were a wise man
I would do my part
Yet what I can I give him
Give my heart
Maandag 11 februari 1985
Salma Ya Salama (Egyptian Version)
Salma Ya Salama
(Italian Version: Uomo Di Sabbia)
Composer(s): Jeff Barnel; Pierre Delanoé; Jahine Salah
Performer(s): Dalida
Fi ed-donia el kebira
We beladha el ketira
Laffeit laffeit laffeit
Wi lamma nadani hobbi el awalani
Sibt kollo we geit we geit
We fi hodno itramait
We ghaneit
Salma ya salama
Rohna we Geina bel-salama
Salma ya salama
Rohna we geina bel-salama
Lessa el-hob safi
We lessa el-guaw dafi
We lessa fih amar
We ba'd el-maghareb
Netlamleim fi areb
We yetoul es-sahar es-sahar
We es-samar wel ghona koleina
Salma ya salama
Rohna we geina bel-salama
Salma ya salama
Rohna we geina bel-salama
Fih shagara goua
Guineina 'aliha 'alama
Ana yamma kont bafakkar fiha
We basaal yama
Ya tara mawgouda
We albi mahfour fiha
Aiwa mawgouda
We albi mahfour fiha
Salma ya salama
Rohna we geina bel-salama
Salma ya salama
Rohna we geina bel-salama
Fi ed-donia el kebira
We beladha el ketira
Laffeit laffeit laffeit
Wi lamma nadani hobbi el awalani
Sibt kollo we geit we geit
We fi hodno itramait
We ghaneit
Salma ya salama
Rohna we Geina bel-salama
Salma ya salama
Rohna we geina bel-salama
Salma ya salama
Rohna we Geina bel-salama
Salma ya salama
Rohna we geina bel-salama
Maandag 11 februari 1985
In Love On Christmas
