Zaterdag 16 mei 1987
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Girls, Don't Refuse To Kiss A Soldier
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Zaterdag 16 mei 1987
You Make It Feel Like Christmas
You Make It Feel Like Christmas
Composer(s): Neil Diamond
Performer(s): Neil Diamond; Little River Band
Look at us now, part of it all
In spite of it all, we're still around
Lovers in love, just like we were
Being apart's a lonely sound
When people ask how we stay together
I say you never let me down
And you make it feel like Christmas
Even when things go wrong
I hear the sound of Christmas in your song
All year long
Look at the sun shining on me
Nowhere could be a better place
Lovers in love, that's what we are
I reach for that star out there in space
'Cause you make it feel like Christmas
Even when things go wrong
I hear the sound of Christmas in your song
All year long
Sleepy we are, but happy together
Sounds of forever greet the day
So wake up the kids, put on some tea
Light up the tree. It's Christmas day
Yeah, you make it feel like Christmas
Even when things go wrong
I hear the sound of Christmas in your song
All year long
Light up the tree, it's Christmas time
Vrijdag 15 mei 1987
Si L'on Pouvait Vraiment Parler
Si L'on Pouvait Vraiment Parler
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): France Gall
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te décrirais mes poupées
Qui ne sont plus que des chiffons
Et je me souviens de leur nom
Et les secrets qu'elles racontaient
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te décrirais la maison
Où mon père m'a embrassée
Peut-être plus que de raison
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te parlerais des miroirs
Qui renvoyaient mes cheveux blonds
Qui me faisait m'apercevoir
De ce que voulaient les garçons
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te dirais comment je l'ai rencontré
Comment j'ai changé de famille
Tout en restant petite fille
Au fond rien n'a vraiment changé
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je te dirais que je n'ai jamais pleuré
Sauf quand je suis très énervée
Et qu'il ne sait pas dire qu'il m'aime
Ce n'serais pas un vrai problème
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Je dirais que la vie s'est elle-même chargée
De me fabriquer un bonheur
Dont je ne sais pas profiter
Et que mes rêves me font peur
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Et je te demanderais de m'emmener
De tout comprendre sans me parler
Vrijdag 15 mei 1987
You ... You
You ... You
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse
Performer(s): George Asprey
You...you were new to me
You...you were spring
You...you were true to me
You...you were everything
You...you were good for me
You were my day
Did what you could for me
I let you go away
And now I can see
Now you're a dream gone by
Oh how could there be
Such a fool as I?
I who must travel on
What hope for me?
Dream where my past has gone
Live with the memory
You...my only hope
You ...my only love
You...you...you
Donderdag 14 mei 1987
Givin' Out Of Givin' In
Givin' Out Of Givin' In
Composer(s): Ben Peters
Performer(s): Skeeter Davis
Each time that you come dragging in at two or three o'clock
You promise you won't stay out late again
And every time I take you back but now that's gonna stop
'Cause baby I'm giving out of giving in
There's lipstick on your shirt again and I know it ain't mine
Don't try to tell me you've been out with friends
The last time I believed you when you handed me that line
But baby I'm giving out of giving in I'm giving out of giving in
I'm tired of playing games where you're the only one who wins
I've given into you so much the givings almost gone
What happens in the future all depends
You may come walking in one night and find yourself alone
'Cause baby, I'm giving out of giving in
Yeah, I'm giving out of giving in
I'm tired of playing games where you're the only one who wins
I've given into you so much the givings almost gone
What happens in the future all depends
You may come walking in one night and find yourself alone
'Cause baby, I'm giving out of giving in
Yeah baby, I'm giving out of giving in...
Donderdag 14 mei 1987
Yesterday's Christmas
Yesterday's Christmas
Composer(s): Bobby Sherman
Performer(s): Bobby Sherman
I can remember the Christmases I've seen
By the things that most people know
With fresh pine tree smells, songs like 'Jingle Bells'
Going for sleigh rides in the snow
The streets of the city became a crystal charm
And the dime store Santa Claus appeared
And to the children's delight at his upcoming flight
The World waited as the hour drew near
Then the day would arrive, much too early for most
And the spirit of giving ran high
And the new train would roar on the living room floor
And the air would fill with hot pumpkin pie
I used to know my Christmases this way
I am not sad, but those times are now through
Because Christmas this time has been made to be mine
Because Christmas this year I'll be with you
Woensdag 13 mei 1987
Si Lloras, Si Ries
Si Lloras, Si Ries
(Adapted from: Se Piangi, Se Ridi - 1965)
(English Version: If You Cry, If You Laugh)
Composer(s): G. Marchetti; Mogol Audio 2; Roberto Satti
Performer(s): Mina
Si lloras, mi vida
yo lloro por ti
porque formas parte de mi
Sonríe siempre
si en tu querer
no puedes verme jamás feliz
Si ríes, mi vida
yo río por ti
porque formas parte de mi
Recuerda siempre
con lo que harás
mi vida toda la llenarás
No estarás solo
aún cuando tu
tu te halles lejos de mi
Cada momento
donde estas
cerca de ti tu me tendrás
Si lloras, si ríes
contigo estoy
porque formo parte de ti
Recuerda siempre
con lo que harás
mi vida toda la llenarás
Woensdag 13 mei 1987
Si El Amor Se Acaba Me Voy
Si El Amor Se Acaba Me Voy
(French Version: Quand Je N'aime Plus Je M'en Vais)
Composer(s): Henri Belolo; C. Cantelis; A. Marco
Performer(s): Dalida
La rutina no llegará jamás a invadir nuestro amor
Y si ves que ya no estoy aquí, deja pues de pensar en mí
No te empeñes en llorar y verás que muy pronto me olvidarás
Yo soy así
Oh ooooooh, así
Si el amor se acaba me voy
No vale la pena me voy
Si el amor se va me voy con él
Odio las mentiras me voy
Todo se termina siempre
Siempre, siempre digo la verdad
Imagina un aeropuerto espacial y una nave que despega
Nadie sabe cuando volverá quizá ya nunca más
Es imposible saber nadie puede alcanzarla en la eternidad
Yo soy así
Oh ooooooh, así
Si el amor se acaba me voy
No vale la pena me voy
Si el amor se va me voy con él
Odio las mentiras, me voy
Todo se termina siempre
Siempre, siempre digo la verdad
Si el amor se acaba me voy
No vale la pena me voy
Si el amor se va me voy con él
Odio las mentiras, me voy
Todo se termina siempre
Siempre, siempre digo la verdad
Si el amor se acaba me voy
No vale la pena me voy
Si el amor se va me voy con él
Dinsdag 12 mei 1987
He Had Refinement
He Had Refinement
Composer(s): Arthur Schwartz; Dorothy Fields
Performer(s): Shirley Booth
and multiple other artists
If I ever seen a Prince, my Harry was him
Always smelled from peppermints, his person was trim
His voice was passionate, soulful his face was
He never took no liberties, he knew what his place was
He'd say, "Pardon my glove", politely when he shook my hand
And he'd pass me the evenin' paper after his soup got fanned
He only used four-letter words I didn't understand
He had refinement
He would never sit down to the table, but what his shirt was on
Or come out of the bathroom drippin' like a dyin' swan
Or call a visitor a slob until the slob had gone
He had refinement.
One time he said
"May I suggest you call a lady's chest a chest
instead of her points of interest"
Dainty....ain't he?
He was shy and awful modest, 'cause he was so high bred
When the wind blew up my bloomers, did his face get red
He undressed with all the lights off....until we was wed
He had refinement.
He would walk next to the gutter, so I shouldn't get hit
With a pillow he'd kill mosquitoes, so I shouldn't get bit
Only certain kind exertions for me he'd permit
He had refinement
In the water at Coney Island was our first embrace
When my water wings flew off and hit 'im in the face
He introduced himself before he put 'em back in place
He had refinement.
At Luna Park all night we sat
Our food got cold, our beer got flat
I saw what he was driving at
I should've forbid it....but I did it
He had such respect and feelin's all our married life
Just the thought that he might hurt me cut 'im like a knife
And so he never told me that he had another wife
He had refinement
Refinement!
A gentleman to his fingernails was he!
Dinsdag 12 mei 1987
Si El Amor Alguna Vez
Si El Amor Alguna Vez
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Si el amor alguna vez
fuera algo más
que dos espejos frente a frente
o el miedo al tiempo que no vuelve
que se escapa, victorioso
sin pedir perdón
no sería
el ave que voló
Si el amor alguna vez
fuera algo más
que encuentro de almas solitarias
en el rechazo de ser nada
que no es nada sino toda
la desolación
no sería
la más pesada de las cadenas
el pozo seco de la tristeza
ni la herida
que nunca cicatriza
Si el amor alguna vez
fuera algo más
que la necesidad urgente
de que los cuerpos se alimenten
con los cuerpos perpetuando
su contradicción
no sería
sustento del dolor
Si el amor alguna vez
fuera algo más
que dos verdugos inconscientes
jugando al juego de la muerte
con la vida que se entrega
a la inmolación
no sería
la más pesada de las cadenas
el pozo seco de la tristeza
ni la herida
que nunca cicatriza
Maandag 11 mei 1987
Si Les Femmes
Si Les Femmes
Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Performer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Aux côtés d'Eve
Je m'imagine
Perdu dans mes rêves
Si les femmes
Changeaient le monde...
De nouvelles valeurs
Avant que nos mômes
Ne subissent nos erreurs
Si les femmes changeaient le monde...
Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent
Un peu d'chaleur humaine
De la douceur de vivre
Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent
De nos moments de haine
De toutes nos dérives
Ecoutez l'histoire
De celles qui donnent
La vie et l'espoir
Si les femmes changeaient le monde...
Elles ont du courage
Moins égoïstes et souvent plus sages
Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...
Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent
Un peu d'chaleur humaine
De la douceur de vivre
Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent
De nos moments de haine
De toutes nos dérives
La violence, c'est tellement banal
Et l'argent donne tout les droits
L'indifférence nous laisse les mains sales
Qui de nous a voulu cela
C'est pas vous
C'est pas moi
C'est pas moi
Révolution douce
C'est l'idéal féminin que j'épouse
Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...
Aux côtés d'Eve
Partir en cavale
Poursuivi par ce rêve
Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...
Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...
Maandag 11 mei 1987
Wonderful Christmastime
Wonderful Christmastime
Composer(s): Paul McCartney
First release by: Paul McCartney - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
The mood is right
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The party's on
The feeling's here
That only comes
This time of year
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The choir of children sing their song
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding Ohhhh
Ohhhhhhh
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The word is out
About the town
To lift a glass
Ahhh don't look down
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The choir of children sing their song
They practiced all year long
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding dong
The party's on
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The mood is right
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
Ohhhhhhhhh
Christmas time
Zondag 10 mei 1987
I Don't Think About Her No More
I Don't Think About Her No More (aka Poison Red Berries)
Composer(s): Mickey Newbury
Performer(s): Don Williams
and multiple other artists
I don’t think much about her no more
Seldom if ever does she cross my mind
Yesterday's gone, it’s better forgotten
Like the poison red berries to die, on the vine
This morning at dawn Lord I pulled into town
Had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine
Laughing at the good times they remembered
Then I remembered a time
Lord I can still see the bright lights back in Dallas
As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind
I didn’t suppose that I’d ever forget her
And you know it took such a long time
But I don’t think much about her no more
Seldom if ever does she cross my mind
Yesterday's gone, Lord it’s better forgotten
Like the poison red berries that cling, to the mind
Zondag 10 mei 1987
With Bells On
With Bells On
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
Performer(s): Dolly Parton & Kenny Rogers; Michelle Visage
I'll be home with bells on
I'll be home with bells on
Trim the trees and wrap the presents
turn the Christmas music on
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on
I've traveled around this country crossed the waters deep and wide
Made lots of friends and memories brought joy to others lives
It's Christmas time again another year has come and gone
And I can't keep from wonderin' how the old folks are at home
I'll be home with bells on
I'll be home with bells on
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on
When the snow is on the meadow and the sleigh bells jingle bright
And the kids are singing jingle bells around the Christmas lights
As daddy stokes the fire and mama puts the turkey on
There ain't nothing going to slow me down this Christmas I'll be home
I'll be home with bells on
I'll be home with bells on
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on
This Christmas I'll be home with bells on
Zaterdag 9 mei 1987
Si Le Bon Dieu L'avait Voulu
Si Le Bon Dieu L'avait Voulu
Composer(s): Paul Fort; Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Si le Bon Dieu l'avait voulu - lanturette, lanturlu -
j'aurais connu la Cléopâtre, et je t'aurais pas connue
J'aurais connu la Cléopâtre, et je ne t'aurais pas connue
Sans ton amour que j'idolâtre, las!
que fussé-je devenu?
Si le Bon Dieu l'avait voulu
j'aurais connu la Messaline, Agnès, Odette et Mélusine, et je ne t'aurais pas connue
J'aurais connu la Pompadour, Noémi, Sarah, Rebecca
la Fille du Royal Tambour, et la Mogador et Clara
Mais le Bon Dieu n'a pas voulu que je connaisse leurs amours
je t'ai connue, tu m'as connu - gloire à Dieu au plus haut des nues! - Las!
que fussé-je devenu sans toi la nuit, sans toi le jour?
Je t'ai connue, tu m'as connu - gloire à Dieu au plus haut des nues!
Zaterdag 9 mei 1987
Si Chiamava Gesù
Si Chiamava Gesù
Composer(s): Fabrizio de André
Performer(s): Fabrizio de André
Venuto da molto lontano
a convertire bestie e gente
non si può dire non sia servito a niente
perché prese la terra per mano
vestito di sabbia e di bianco
alcuni lo dissero santo
per altri ebbe meno virtù
si faceva chiamare Gesù
Non intendo cantare la gloria
né invocare la grazia e il perdono
di chi penso non fu altri che un uomo
come Dio passato alla storia
ma inumano è pur sempre l'amore
di chi rantola senza rancore
perdonando con l'ultima voce
chi lo uccide fra le braccia di una croce
E per quelli che l'ebbero odiato
nel getzemani pianse l'addio
come per chi l'adorò come Dio
che gli disse sia sempre lodato
per chi gli portò in dono alla fine
una lacrima o una treccia di spine
accettando ad estremo saluto
la preghiera l'insulto e lo sputo
E morì come tutti si muore
come tutti cambiando colore
non si può dire non sia servito a molto
perché il male dalla terra non fu tolto
Ebbe forse un po' troppe virtù
ebbe un nome ed un volto: Gesù
Di Maria dicono fosse il figlio
sulla croce sbiancò come un giglio
Vrijdag 8 mei 1987
I Miss A Lot Of Trains
I Miss A Lot Of Trains
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Tom T. Hall; Dick Curless
When the train pulls in the station you'll be waiting by the track
Your havin' trouble sleepin' nights you want me to come back
But that old train will roll on by, you'll know I never came
While I sleep good and miss a lot of trains
I sleep good and I miss a lot of trains
That one way track to no man's love I'll never ride again
I used to lie awake at night callin' out your name
Now I sleep good and miss a lot of trains
Your standin' in the station I can see you in my mind
You think that I'll forgive again but your so wrong this time
Your sleepless eyes and selfish heart are waitin' there in vain
While I sleep good and miss a lot of trains
I sleep good and I miss a lot of trains
That one way track to no man's love I'll never ride again
I used to lie awake at night callin' out your name
Now I sleep good and miss a lot of trains
Vrijdag 8 mei 1987
Winter Wonderland
Winter Wonderland
Composer(s): Richard B. Smith; Felix Bernard
First release by: Richard Himber & His Orch. - 1934
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1978 - Et Vinterhvidt Vidunderland
2000 - Au Royaume Du Bonhomme Hiver
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song as we go along
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say are you married
We'll so no man,
But you can do the job when you're in town
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland
Donderdag 7 mei 1987
Si La France
Si La France
Composer(s): Guy Béart
Performer(s): Dalida
Si la France se mariait avec elle-même
Si un jour elle se disait enfin je t'aime
Elle inventerait la ronde qui épouserait le monde
Si la France s'embrassait un jour qui sait
Pour la rose et le lilas en harmonie
La main gauche et la main droite enfin unies
Le bleuet près du muguet ce bouquet est jeune et gai
Qui marie toutes les couleurs en quelques fleurs
Il faudra bien apprendre à vivre ensemble
Dans le besoin et les baisers
Avec tes voisins, tes cousins, tes gendres
Tes enfants de cœurs opposés
Toi l'éternelle maman célibataire
Qui voudrait dormir avec toute la terre
Que de serments éternels avec des lunes de miel
Pour finir en coup de tête après la fête
Pauvre Jeanne, la lorraine et Henri quatre
Vercingétorix par qui t'es-tu fait battre
Où sont cachés les amis c'est la saint Barthélémy
Et la France en plein été décapitée
Femme qui tourne contre toi tes armes
Au cœur des combats de quartier
Il ne te reste parfois que les larmes
Pour retrouver ton amitié
Si la France se mariait avec elle-même
Si un jour elle se disait enfin je t'aime
Elle inventerait la ronde qui épouserait le monde
Si la France s'embrassait un jour qui sait
Donderdag 7 mei 1987
Will Santy Come To Shanty Town?
