Vrijdag 19 juni 1987
All Alone Monday
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All Alone Monday
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Vrijdag 19 juni 1987
Paisley Park
Paisley Park
Composer(s): Prince
Performer(s): Prince
1, 2, 1, 2, 3
There is a park that is known
4 the face it attracts
colorful people whose hair
On 1 side is swept back
The smile on their faces
It speaks of profound inner peace
Ask where they're going
They'll tell U nowhere
They've taken a lifetime lease
On Paisley Park
chorus:
The girl on the seesaw is laughing
4 love is the color
This place imparts (Paisley Park)
Admission is easy, just say U
Believe and come 2 this
Place in your heart
Paisley Park is in your heart
There is a woman who sits
All alone by the pier
Her husband was naughty
And caused his wife so many tears
He died without knowing forgiveness
And now she is sad, so sad
Maybe she'll come 2 the park
And forgive him
And life won't be so bad
In Paisley Park
chorus
See the man cry as the city
Condemns where he lives
Memories die but taxes
He'll still have 2 give
(who) Whoever said that elephants
were stronger than mules?
Come 2 the park
And play with us
There aren't any rules
In Paisley Park
chorus 2x
your heart, your heart
Paisley Park
your heart, your heart, your heart (sing, sing it)
Paisley Park
Paisley Park
Paisley Park
Donderdag 18 juni 1987
Si Sta Facendo Notte
Si Sta Facendo Notte
Composer(s): Maurizio Fabrizio; Claudio Guidetti; Renato Zero
Performer(s): Renato Zero
Staccate la corrente
Un po' di pace qui
Fermiamoci un istante
Voglio stringerti così
È bello ritrovarsi
Abbandonarsi e già
Costretti in questa fabbrica alienante
Chiamata città
Non sentono ragioni
I sentimenti no
almeno per un po' ... mi apparterrai
Ti apparterrò
Inutili rumori
Non è felicità
Vorrebbero convincerci
Che il Paradiso è qua
È un mondo virtuale
Padrone chiunque sei
Smetti di spiarci, di sfruttarci
Esistiamo anche noi
In fondo a questa vita
Talmente breve che
Non è un delitto se ...
Se la offro a te
Di travagliati giorni
Fantastiche tournée
Io contro il mondo
E tu a fianco a me ... quel coraggio dov'è
Si sta facendo notte
È il nostro cantiere che riparte
Più efficiente che mai
Guai se così non fosse
Siamo ancora pieni di risorse, aspetta e vedrai ...
La voglia di cantare
È figlia dei miei guai
Salvare quel sogno
È tutto ciò che vorrei ... mi aiuterai ...
Si sta facendo notte
C'è gente che non dorme ma riflette
Sul tempo che va ...
Non è un problema l'età
Aprite quelle porte e fate entrare amore in ogni cuore
Finché ce ne sta
Non fosse stata musica
A guarire i silenzi miei
Non starei qui a difenderla
Non ti chiederei
Di credere in lei ... lo sai ...
Si sta facendo notte
Se questa nostra stella non decolla
Avrò sbagliato e anche tu
Che ti aspettavi di più
Son giochi disonesti
Per tanti irresistibili idealisti
Assoluzione non c'è
Diamoci dentro affinché ...
Non si faccia notte!
Alziamoci fin lassù
Mattone su mattone
Seguiamo questa pallida illusione
Qualcosa succederà
Si sta facendo notte!
Donderdag 18 juni 1987
Pais Tropical
Pais Tropical
Composer(s): Jorge Ben
Performer(s): Sergio Mendez;
and various other artists
Moro num país tropical
Abençoado por Deus
E bonito por natureza,mas que beleza
Em fevereiro, em fevereiro
Tem carnaval, tem carnaval
Tenho um fusca e um violão
Sou flamengo e tem uma nega chamada Tereza
Sam baby,sam baby
Sou um menino de mentalidade mediana, pois é
Mas assim mesmo feliz na vida
Pois eu não devo nada a ninguem, pois é
Pois eu sou feliz, muito feliz comigo mesmo
Sam baby,sam baby
Eu posso não ser um band leader, pois é
Mas assim mesmo lá em casa,todos meus amigos
Meus camaradinha me respeitam, pois é
Esta é a razão de simpatia
Do poder do algo mais e da alegria
Moro num pa tropi
Abençoá por de
E boni por nature,mas quie bele
Em fevere,em fevereiro
Tem carnaval,tem carnaval
Tenho um fusca e um violão
Sou flamengo e tem uma nega chamada Tereza
Moro num país tropical
Abençoado por Deus
E bonito por natureza,mas que beleza
Em fevereiro, em fevereiro
Tem carnaval, tem carnaval
Tenho um fusca e um violão
Sou flamengo e tem uma nega chamada Tereza
Woensdag 17 juni 1987
And The Heavens Cried
And The Heavens Cried
Composer(s): Gwynn Elias; Irving Reid
Performer(s): Ronnie Savoy; Antony Newley
She was mine only yesterday
Both our hearts beat as one
But then I felt her slip away
As a cloud stole the sun
And the he-e-e-avens cri-i-i-ied
And the tears filled the stre-e-e-am
And the stream filled the river
The river filled the sea
All because, she took her love
Away from me-e-e-e-e
Though each dawn brings the sun again
Yesterday will remain
Every day I'll remember when
All the clouds filled with rain
And the he-e-e-avens cri-i-i-ied
And the tears filled the stre-e-e-am
And the stream filled the river
The river filled the sea
All because, she took her love
Away from me-e-e-e-e
Woensdag 17 juni 1987
Painting The Clouds With Sunshine
Painting The Clouds With Sunshine
Composer(s): Joe Burke; Al Dubin
Performer(s): Jack Hylton;
and various other artists
When I pretend I'm gay
I never feel that way
I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine
When I hold back a tear
To make a smile appear
I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine
Painting the blue, beautiful hues
Coloured with gold and old rose
Playing the clown
Trying to drown all of my woes
Though things may not look bright
They all turn out alright
If I keep painting the clouds with sunshine
Dinsdag 16 juni 1987
Si Seulement Elle Était Jolie
Si Seulement Elle Était Jolie
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Maxime le Forestier
Si seulement elle était jolie
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est folle, c'est entendu
Mais quelle beauté accomplie!"
Hélas elle est plus laide bientôt
Que les sept péchés capitaux
Que les sept péchés capitaux
Si seulement elle avait des formes
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est moche c'est entendu
Mais c'est Venus copie conforme"
Malheureusement, c'est désolant
C'est le vrai squelette ambulant
C'est le vrai squelette ambulant
Si seulement elle était gentille
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est plate c'est entendu
mais c'est la meilleure des filles"
Malheureusement c'est un chameau
Un succube, tranchons le mot
Un succube, tranchons le mot
Si elle était intelligente
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est vache, c'est entendu
Mais c'est une femme savante"
Malheureusement elle est très bête
Et tout à fait analphabète
Et tout à fait analphabète
Si seulement l'était cuisinière
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle est sotte, c'est entendu
Mais quelle artiste culinaire!"
Malheureusement sa chère m'a
Pour toujours gâté l'estomac
Pour toujours gâté l'estomac
Si seulement elle était fidèle
Je dirais :"tout n'est pas perdu
Elle m'empoisonne, c'est entendu
Mais c'est une épouse modèle"
Malheureusement elle est, papa
Folle d'un cul qu'elle n'a pas!
Folle d'un cul qu'elle n'a pas!
Si seulement l'était moribonde
Je dirais: "tout n'est pas perdu
Elle me trompe c'est entendu
Mais elle va quitter le monde"
Malheureusement jamais elle tousse
Elle nous enterrera tous
Elle nous enterrera tous
Dinsdag 16 juni 1987
Painting Box
Painting Box
Composer(s): Mike Heron
Performer(s): The Incredible String Band
When the morning of your eyes
comes waking through my shadows
Leaving just a trace of twilight sleep
I whisper to the baby raindrops playing on my window
And tell them gently this is not the time that they should weep
For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
I have every color there it's true
Just lately when I look inside my painting box
I seem to pick the colors of you
My Friday evening's foot-steps plodding dully through this black town
Are far away now from the world that I'm in
My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime
With daffodils between my toes I'm laughing at their whim
And somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
I have every color there it's true
Just lately when I look inside my painting box
I seem to pick the colors of you
Oh somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
I have every color there it's true
Just lately when I look inside my painting box
I seem to pick the colors of you
The purple sail above me catches all the strength of summer
Fishes stop and ask me where I am bound
I smile and shake my head and say my little ship is sinking
But I kind of like the sea that I'm on, and I don't mind if I do drown
For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box
I have every color there it's true
Just lately when I look inside my painting box
I seem to pick the colors of you
Maandag 15 juni 1987
Angel In Disguise (Earl Thomas Conley)
Angel In Disguise
Composer(s): Earl Thomas Conley; Randy Scruggs
Performer(s): Earl Thomas Conley
You were just another pretty face in the crowd
I was just hangin' out
I wasn't ready for love when I looked in your eyes
You took me by surprise
You weren't supposed to say that you loved me
You were just gonna stay for the night
I never held a hand that could touch me
And leave me with stars in my eyes
Oh angel in disguise
You're just an angel in disguise
Almost made it too easy for me to believe
That love could happen to me
But you're not afraid to show me how much you care
And prove your heart is there
You weren't supposed to say that you loved me
You were just gonna spend the night
I never held a hand that could touch me
And leave me with stars in my eyes
Oh angel in disguise
You're just an angel in disguise
Oh angel in disguise
You're just an angel in disguise
Maandag 15 juni 1987
Painted, Tainted Rose
Painted, Tainted Rose
Composer(s): Jean Sawyer; Peter DeAngelis
Performer(s): Al Martino
She was a wild and lovely rose
Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows
But though my heart was true, it would never do
Party life was what she chose
Last night I saw my lovely rose
All painted up in fancy clothes
Her eyes have lost their spark, the years have left their mark
She's just a painted, tainted rose
She was a wild and lovely rose – come on
She was a wild and lovely rose
Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows
Oh, how I loved her, heaven knows
But though my heart was true, it would never do
Party life was what she chose
Last night I saw my lovely Rose
Last night I saw my lovely Rose
All painted up in fancy clothes
All painted up in fancy clothes
Her eyes have lost their spark, the years have left their mark
She's just a
She's just a
Zondag 14 juni 1987
Si Seco Un Llanto
Si Seco Un Llanto
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Un día, junto al mar
la más triste canción
oyó llorar a un alma su dolor
y a por el alma fue
vibrando la tonada
conmovida y gentil
maravillada
¿Qué pena lloras tú
-le dijo la canción-
que me has trocado en gracia el corazón?
¿De qué me sirve a mí
-le respondió un sollozo-
la virtud, si no tengo un canto hermoso?
Sospecho que hoy empiezo a ser canción
Y tengo la impresión
de que seré tu sol
si logro ser tu canto
Sospecho que hoy empiezo a ser canción
si seco un llanto
Un día, junto al mar
un alma halló su voz
y una tonada hallaba su razón
Fue el día en que nació
la verdad hechizada
la melodía y el alma enamoradas
El alma con canción
iluminó su hogar
y la canción con alma echó a volar
Desde entonces las dos
vivieron más despacio
a pesar de su tiempo y de su espacio
Sospecho que hoy empiezo a ser canción
Y tengo la impresión
de que seré tu sol
si logro ser tu canto
Sospecho que hoy empiezo a ser canción
si seco un llanto
Zondag 14 juni 1987
Painted From Memory
Painted From Memory
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Elvis Costello
Performer(s): Elvis Costello;
and various other artists
Such a picture of loveliness
Didn't you notice the resemblance?
Doesn't it look like she could speak?
Those eyes I tried to capture
They are lost to me now forever
They smile for someone else
Funny, how looks can be deceiving
But she's not easily
Painted from memory
You'd think that I would know by now
Those eyes I trIed to capture
They are lost to me now forever
They smile for someone else
And so this had to be
Painted from memory
She is gone, and I must accept it
She is lost to me now
But I can't look away just yet though
She smiles for someone else
And so this had to be
Painted from memory
Funny, now I can see
How looks can be deceiving
And so this had to be
Painted from memory
Funny, now I can see
How looks can be deceiving
Zaterdag 13 juni 1987
Atlanta Georgia Stray
Atlanta Georgia Stray
Composer(s): Chris Gantry
Performer(s): Kenny Price
and multiple other artists
On the Greyhound bus trip home I was feelin' all alone
When a long haired gal sat down next to me
She said she was Atlanta bound kill some time maybe kick around
'Cause it sounded like a friendly place to be
From Chicago to Kentucky we just talked awhile
And somewhere along the way I was captured by her smile
But why I left the bus in Nashville has been a mystery till today
'Cause for two years I've been tracking down that Atlanta Georgia stray
Well she said all living things have a secret pair of wings
And I'm of the lucky ones who learned to fly
Though I don't even know your name I can tell we're much the same
'Cause you've got that faraway look in your eyes
Right then I knew I'd found what I've been searching for
And by the tears that filled her eyes she felt the same I'm almost sure
But why I left the bus in Nashville has been a mystery till today
'Cause for two years I've been tracking down that Atlanta Georgia stray
Well I'm flat broke once again I haven't eaten in God knows when
And the weather is a-showing signs of rain
I gotta make it in the town hit the clubs and ask around
Even though the answers all will be the same
Well I walked a mile for everyone I'd spoken to
And up to now I haven't come across one little single clue
'Cause when I left the bus in Nashville well it was my fateful day
'Cause for two years I've been tracking down that Atlanta Georgia stray
(That Atlanta Georgia stray
Atlanta Georgia stray)
Zaterdag 13 juni 1987
Paint The Town Beige
Paint The Town Beige
Composer(s): Robert Earl Keen Jr.
Performer(s): Robert Earl Keen Jr.;
Bill & Bonnie Hearne; Walt Wilkins
I gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road
Just burned out on all that talk about the motherlode
I traded for a songbird and a bigger piece of sky
When I miss the good old days I can't imagine why
Chorus:
Still I get restless and drive into town
I cruise once down Main Street and turn back around
It's crazy but God knows I don't act my age
like an old desperado who paints the town beige
Down along the river and past the swimming hole
you can find your piece of mind with just a fishin' pole
And you can walk the river for miles and miles on end
and never stop believin' in that dream around the bend
Chorus:
Still I get restless and drive into town
my radio playin' my window rolled down
It's crazy but God knows I don't act my age
like an old desperado who paints the town beige
Deep down in the winter time slows to a crawl
There's really nothin' much to do until the first spring thaw
It's then I get to thinkin' I must have gone insane
Memories roll through my mind like a long slow railroad train
Chorus:
Still I get restless and drive into town
watch the world through a windshield as it all comes unwound
It's crazy but God knows I don't act my age
like an old desperado who paints the town beige
Vrijdag 12 juni 1987
Si Quieres Tú
Si Quieres Tú
Composer(s): José Miguel Gallardo
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Si quieres tú, yo te daría
todo el deseo y la ternura, que hay en mí
Si quieres tú, cada palabra
cada mirada, cada sonrisa son para ti
Si quieres tú, se rompería
esa distancia que nos separa hoy a los dos
Si quieres tú, se llenaría
todo el espacio del universo, con nuestro amor
Si quieres tú, aprendería
a enamorarme una vez más
y olvidaría todo mi mundo para escapar
en mi velero... contigo
Si quieres tú, te enseñaría
en cada beso a ser mujer
y te daría toda la fuerza, toda la sed
que da un amante... si quieres tú
Juntos escapar, juntos navegar
juntos sobre un mar inmenso
Juntos compartir, juntos para huir
juntos para amar... si quieres tú
Si quieres tú, aprendería
a enamorarme una vez más
y olvidaría todo mi mundo para escapar
en mi velero... contigo
Si quieres tú, te enseñaría
en cada beso a ser mujer
y te daría toda la fuerza, toda la sed
que da un amante... si quieres tú
Juntos escapar, juntos navegar
juntos sobre un mar inmenso
Juntos compartir, juntos para huir
juntos para amar... si quieres tú
Juntos escapar, juntos navegar
juntos sobre un mar inmenso
Juntos compartir, juntos para huir
juntos para amar... decídete
Vrijdag 12 juni 1987
Paint Me Down
Paint Me Down
Composer(s): Gary Kemp
Performer(s): Spandau Ballet
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
I'm walking into studio
consider strange appeal
paint me in the home
I'm brushing up on sketchbook
designs for love unreal
paint me in the home
oil and skin you'll need to buy it
consider what I mean
she sinks beneath the moving pictures
prepare the brush for me
I'm craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
I'm soaking up the surface
conceiving new idea
paint me in the home
she's oiling up her subject
but all still life is here
paint me in the home
all the boys with framed dimension
a cover up on lust
he'll take his pain and paint it over
prepare the brush for me
I'm craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Donderdag 11 juni 1987
Blue Love (In My Heart)
Blue Love (In My Heart)
Composer(s): Floyd Jenkins; Fred Rose
Performer(s): Hank Williams
and multiple other artists
I've got a blue love in my heart
What can I do, love, with my heart?
It's got a burnin', yearnin' while we're apart
I've got a blue love in my heart
So blue the nights, so blue the days
Why don't you write to me and say
You've got a true love in your heart
And I'll come through, love, in your heart
And stop this burnin', yearnin' while we're apart
I've got a blue love in my heart
I've got an old flame in my heart
A solid gold flame in my heart
I'm like a weepin' willow while we're apart
I've got a blue love in my heart
What can I do, where can I go?
I never knew I loved you so
I've got a blue love in my heart
What can I do, love, with my heart?
I'm like a weepin' willow while we're apart
I've got a blue love in my heart
Donderdag 11 juni 1987
Paint It Black
Paint It Black
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones;
and various other artists
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore, I want them to turn back
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love, both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and I must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not forsee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore I want them to turn back
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I wanna see your face painted black, black as night, black as coal
Don't wanna see the sun, flying high in the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black, yea
Woensdag 10 juni 1987
Si Può Dare Di Più
Si Può Dare Di Più
Composer(s): Umberto Tozzi; Giancarlo Bigazzi; Raf Riefoli
Performer(s): Umberto Tozzi
and multiple other artists
In questa notte di venerdì
perché non dormi
perché sei qui
perché non parti
per un week-end
che ti riporti dentro di te
Cosa ti manca cosa non hai
cos'e' che insegui se non lo sai
se la tua corsa finisse qui
forse sarebbe meglio così
Ma se afferri un'idea
che ti apre la via
e la tieni con te
o ne segui la scia
risalendo vedrai
quanti cadono giù
e per loro tu puoi
dare di più
In questa barca persa nel blu
noi siamo solo dei marinai
tutti sommersi non solo tu
nelle bufere dei nostri guai
Perché la guerra,la carestia
non sono scene viste in TV
e non puoi dire lascia che sia
perché ne avresti un po'
colpa anche tu
Si può dare di più
perché e' dentro di noi
si può osare di più
senza essere eroi
come fare non so
non lo sai neanche tu
ma di certo si può
dare di più
Perché il tempo
va sulle nostre vite
rubando i minuti di un'eternità'
E se parlo con te
e ti chiedo di più
e' perché te sono io
e non solo tu
Si può dare di più
perché e' dentro di noi
si può osare di più
senza essere eroi
come fare non so
non lo sai neanche tu
ma di certo si può
dare di più
come fare non so
non lo sai neanche tu
ma di certo si può
dare di più
Woensdag 10 juni 1987
Pains Of Life
