Zondag 17 april 1988
Cežnja
Dit blog (met dank aan seniorennet) is enkel voor NIET-commerciële doeleinden.
Alle songteksten zijn uitsluitend eigendom van hun respectievelijke copyright eigenaars; dus ga de muziek kopen die je mooi vindt, zo steun je de artiest.
NON-profit, non-commercial blog, to help preserve the songs of our youth; hence for entertainment only.
All lyrics are the copyright of their respective owners; you are encouraged to go buy their music.
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Zondag 17 april 1988
People (Barbra Streisand)
People
Composer(s): Bob Merrill; Jule Styne
Performer(s): Barbra Streisand
People
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
We're children, needing other children
And yet letting a grown-up pride
Hide all the need inside
Acting more like children than children
Lovers are very special people
They're the luckiest people in the world
With one person one very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you were half now you're whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
With one person one very special person
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world …
Zaterdag 16 april 1988
Sing A Sad Song
Sing A Sad Song
Composer(s): Wynn Stewart
First release by: Merle Haggard - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
Sing me a song of sadness
And sing it as blue as I feel
If a tear should appear it's because she's not here
Sing a sad song and sing it for me
She's unhappy with me she told me so
I'm unhappy without her
And I still love her so
Oh sing me a song of sadness
Pretend it's the end of the world
Sing it sweet and sing it low
And then I'll have to go sing a sad song
And sing it for me
Sing it sweet and sing it low
And then I'll have to go sing a sad song
And sing it for me
Zaterdag 16 april 1988
Penthouse Serenade (When We're Alone)
Penthouse Serenade (When We're Alone)
Composer(s): Val Burton; Will Jason
Performer(s): Bob Hope
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone
From all of society, we'll stay aloof
And live in propriety there on the roof
Two heavenly hermits we will be in truth
When we're all alone
We'll use life's mad pattern
As we view old Manhattan
Then we can thank our lucky stars
That we're living as we are
In our little penthouse we'll always contrive
To keep love and romance forever alive
In view of the Hudson just over the drive
When we're alone
Vrijdag 15 april 1988
Aurinko Laskee Länteen
Aurinko Laskee Länteen
First performance by: Viktor Klimenko - 1965
Aamulla aurinko nousi taivaani kirkastaen
purppura pilvissä sousi täyttymys unelmien
Nyt aurinko laskee länteen
saapunut ilta jo on
Aurinko laskee länteen
aurinko rakkaudeton
Uskonut illan en koskaan
saapuvan äkkiä näin
kunnes näin sinisen linnun
lentävän etelää päin
Näin sen ja ymmärsin sen
poissa aika on rakkauden
kun aurinko laskee länteen
Onneni auringon luulin
taivaalle seisahtaneen
kunnes näin sammuvan välkkeen
kuohussa tulisen veen
Näin sen ja ymmärsin sen
poissa aika on rakkauden
kun aurinko laskee länteen
kun aurinko laskee länteen
Vrijdag 15 april 1988
Penthouse Pauper
Penthouse Pauper
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; Molly Hatchet
Now, if I was a bricklayer
I wouldn't build just anything
And if I was a ball player
I wouldn't play no second string
And if I were some jew'lry, baby
Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring
If I were a secret, Lord, I never would be told
If I were a jug of wine, Lord, my flavor would be old
I could be most anything
But it got to be twenty-four karat solid gold, oh
If I were a gambler
You know I'd never lose
And if I were a guitar player
Lord, I'd have to play the blues
If I was a hacksaw
My blade would be razor sharp
If I were a politician, I could prove that monkeys talk
You can find the tallest building
Lord, I'd have me the house on top
Oh, let's go!
All right, keep goin'!
I'm the Penthouse Pauper
I got nothin' to my name
I'm the Penthouse Pauper; baby
I got nothing to my name
I can be most anything
'Cause when you got nothin' it's all the same
Oh, let's move to this song!
Lord, look at my penthouse
Donderdag 14 april 1988
Sing A New Song
Sing A New Song
Composer(s): Milton Ager; Ned Wever
Performer(s): Billy Cotton
and multiple other artists
Sing a new song, sing a new song
Sing of blue skies, not of grey
Change your tune now, pretty soon now
That new song will come to stay
Put a smile on, keep that smile on
Meet the rainbow halfway
With a new song, sing a new song
And make this old world new today
Donderdag 14 april 1988
Pensiero
Pensiero
Composer(s): Roby Facchinetti; Nicola Negrini
Performer(s): Pooh
Non restare chiuso qui pensiero
riempiti di sole e vai nel cielo
cerca la tua casa e poi sul muro
scrivi tutto ciò che sai, che è vero, che è vero
Sono un uomo strano ma sincero
cerca di spiegarlo a lei pensiero
quella notte giù in città non c' ero
male non le ho fatto mai davvero, davvero
Solo lei nell' anima è rimasta lo sai
questo uomo inutile troppo stanco ormai
Solo tu pensiero puoi fuggire se vuoi
la sua pelle morbida accarezzerai
C'è sulla montagna il suo sentiero
vola fin lassù da lei pensiero
dal cuscino ascolta il suo respiro
porta il suo sorriso qui vicino, vicino
Non restare chiuso qui pensiero
riempiti di sole e va nel cielo
cerca la tua casa e poi sul muro
scrivi tutto ciò che sai pensiero, pensiero
Woensdag 13 april 1988
Sing A Mean Tune, Kid
Sing A Mean Tune, Kid
Composer(s): Robert Lamm
Performer(s): Chicago
Sing a mean tune, kid
Sock 'em in the gut
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't you ever let your mama catch you cryin'
Play the bad song, kid
Everyone's the blues
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And the people never know you're only lyin'
Such a scary song, kid
Never heard before
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Soon the groupies will start rollin' by your door
Burn the groove to death, kid
Nail 'em to the cross
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Till you're not a super pop star any more
Woensdag 13 april 1988
Pensieri E Parole
Pensieri E Parole
Composer(s): Lucio Battisti; Mogol
Performer(s): Lucio Battisti;
and various other artists
Che ne sai di un bambino che rubava
e soltanto nel buio giocava
e del sole che trafigge i solai, che ne sai
e di un mondo tutto chiuso in una via
e di un cinema di periferia
che ne sai della nostra ferrovia, che ne sai
Conosci me la mia lealtà
tu sai che oggi morirei per onestà
Conosci me il nome mio
tu sola sai se è vero o no che credo in Dio
Che ne sai tu di un campo di grano
poesia di un amore profano
la paura d'esser preso per mano, che ne sai
(l'amore mio) che ne sai di un ragazzo perbene
(è roccia ormai) che mostrava tutte quante le sue pene
(e sfida il tempo e sfida il vento e tu lo sai)
la mia sincerità per rubare la sua verginità
(sì tu lo sai) che ne sai
Davanti a me c'è un'altra vita
la nostra è già finita
e nuove notti e nuovi giorni
cara vai o torni con me
Davanti a te ci sono io (dammi forza mio Dio)
o un altro uomo (chiedo adesso perdono)
e nuove notti e nuovi giorni
cara non odiarmi se puoi
(Conosci me) che ne sai di un viaggio in Inghilterra
(quel che darei) che ne sai di un amore israelita
(perché negli altri ritrovassi gli occhi miei)
di due occhi sbarrati che mi han detto bugiardo è finita
Che ne sai di un ragazzo che ti amava
che parlava e niente sapeva
eppur quel che diceva chissà perché chissà adesso è verità
Dinsdag 12 april 1988
For Din Skyld
For Din Skyld
Composer(s): Jørgen Jersild; Poul Henningsen
First performance by: Birgit Brüel - 1965
For din skyld bru'r jeg brusende skørter
For din skyld er jeg pigelig, sart og koket
For din skyld skal jeg hver gang erobres
For din drøm er at tæmme mig, svage og bly
Mens jeg tappert gør modstand
Hver gang skal det være som dengang
Hver gang jeg vil gi', vil du hellere ta'
Men min drøm er at elske i venskab
Jeg er træt af min kvindelighed
For den bli'r du så bredskuldret af
Jeg syn's ikke om mænd, der er mænd
Men om mænd, der er menn'sker
For din skyld er det slut med komedien
For din skyld er det tid at ta' maskerne af
For din skyld gør din elskede oprør
Jeg er ikke dit bytte, men ligemand
Menn'ske, jeg si'r det for din skyld
For ellers glider jeg
Dinsdag 12 april 1988
Pensiamoci Ogni Sera
Pensiamoci Ogni Sera
French Title: Rendez-Vous Chaque Soir
Composer(s): G. Boncompagni;
Jimmy Fontana; C. Pes; I. Greco
Performer(s): Dalida
Pensiamoci ogni sera al tramontar del sole
Sarà l'appuntamento che uniti ci terrà
Tu sei, partito e di te
Mi è rimasta una sola promessa
Pensiamoci ogni sera al tramontar del sole
Mi manca la tua voce mi mancano i tuoi baci
Piccole e grandi cose che mi han legato a te
Ma è bello sapere che noi
C'incontriamo nel cielo ogni sera
Vicino all'orizzonte dove tramonta il sole
Chissà, quando tu tornerai
E chissà, se mi ritroverai
So soltanto che ora io, io, io conto i giorni
Fino a che
Tu sarai qui con me, oh qui con me
Chissà, quando tu tornerai
E chissà, se mi ritroverai
So soltanto che ora io, io, io conto i giorni
Fino a che
Tu sarai qui con me, oh qui con me
Pensiamoci ogni sera al tramontar del sole
Sarà l'appuntamento che uniti ci terrà ...
Maandag 11 april 1988
Sing A Little Song About Anything
Sing A Little Song About Anything
Composer(s): Smiley Burnette
Performer(s): Roy Rogers
Just sing a little song about anything
I wonder why I feel so happy
Words should rhyme but who’s got time
Just sing a little song about anything
I wonder why I feel so happy
I know lots of things worth knowing
But you won’t have a need of an education where you’re going
I am haunted
You mean wanted
Sing a little song about anything
I wonder why I feel so happy
What do you think of a crazy geek who feels so cheerful
And he a guy who’s never cried “Oh how fearful!”
Sing a little song about anything
I wonder why I feel so happy
Would you ever think the fellow knows the meaning of worry
One of you who’s never blue or in a hurry
Sing a little song about anything
I wonder why I feel so happy
I’ll be singing
You mean swinging
Sing a little song about anything
I wonder why I feel so happy
Maandag 11 april 1988
Pensée Des Morts
Pensée Des Morts
Composer(s): Alphonse De Lamartine; Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Voilà les feuilles sans sève
qui tombent sur le gazon
voilà le vent qui s'élève
et gémit dans le vallon
voilà l'errante hirondelle
qui rase du bout de l'aile
l'eau dormante des marais
voilà l'enfant des chaumières
qui glane sur les bruyères
le bois tombé des forêts
C'est la saison où tout tombe
aux coups redoublés des vents
un vent qui vient de la tombe
moissonne aussi les vivants
ils tombent alors par mille
comme la plume inutile
que l'aigle abandonne aux airs
lorsque des plumes nouvelles
viennent réchauffer ses ailes
à l'approche des hivers
C'est alors que ma paupière
vous vit palir et mourir
tendres fruits qu'à la lumière
dieu n'a pas laissé murir
quoique jeune sur la terre
je suis dejà solitaire
parmi ceux de ma saison
et quand je dis en moi-même
"où sont ceux que ton cœur aime?"
je regarde le gazon
C'est un ami de l'enfance
qu'aux jours sombres du malheur
nous preta la providence
pour appuyer notre cœur
il n'est plus: notre âme est veuve
il nous suit dans notre épreuve
et nous dit avec pitié
"Ami si ton âme est pleine
de ta joie ou de ta peine
qui portera la moitié?"
C'est une jeune fiancée
qui, le front ceint du bandeau
n'emporta qu'une pensée
de sa jeunesse au tombeau
Triste, hélas! dans le ciel même
pour revoir celui qu'elle aime
elle revient sur ses pas
et lui dit: "ma tombe est verte!
sur cette terre déserte
qu'attends-tu? je n'y suis pas!"
C'est l'ombre pâle d'un père
qui mourut en nous nommant
c'est une sœur, c'est un frère
qui nous devance un moment
tous ceux enfin dont la vie
un jour ou l'autre ravie
enporte une part de nous
murmurent sous la pierre
"vous qui voyez la lumière
de nous vous souvenez vous?"
Voilà les feuilles sans sève
qui tombent sur le gazon
voilà le vent qui s'élève
et gémit dans le vallon
voilà l'errante hirondelle
qui rase du bout de l'aile
l'eau dormante des marais
voilà l'enfant des chaumières
qui glane sur les bruyères
le bois tombé des forêts
Zondag 10 april 1988
Home (Jim Reeves)
Home
Composer(s): Roger Miller
Performer(s): Jim Reeves
Well, I've been a traveler most of my life
Never took a home, never took a wife
Ran away young and decided to roam
Wanna see my mama and my daddy back home
Home, where the river runs cold
The water tastes good, the winters ain't cold
Home, where the trees grow tall
The home fires burn, the whippoorwills call
I remember stories that my daddy used to tell
My eyes would get big, and his chest would swell
I could sit for hours and listen with glee
As he'd tell of how he lived when he's a boy like me
Home, where the river runs cold
The water tastes good, the winters ain't cold
Home, where the trees grow tall
The home fires burn, the whippoorwills call
Well, mama dear, mama do you still love your boy
After all my roamin' can I still bring you joy
Mom sent a letter, got it not long ago
She said "come home, I'm missin' you so
Zondag 10 april 1988
Pense À Moi
Pense À Moi
Composer(s): Jacques Datin; Robert Gall
Performer(s): France Gall
{Refrain:}
Ne prends pas cet air là
Quand tu n'es pas avec moi
Et si tu t'ennuies pense à moi
Ton chagrin s'en ira
Quand je serai dans tes bras
Mais en attendant
Pense à moi
Pense à nos vacances
Au ciel bleu
Pense à notre plage
À nous deux
A ce grand soleil
Sur toi et moi
Et pense à la neige
A l'hiver
Au chalet
Sous le sapin vert
À nos soirées
Près du feu de bois
{au Refrain}
Pense à tous les mots
Que l'on dit
Quand tous les amis
Sont partis
Qu'il ne reste au monde
Que toi et moi
Alors on devient
Silencieux
Tu me caresses
Avec les yeux
En disant tout bas
"Je t'aime toi"
Je l'entend déjà
Au matin
Le train qui partira
Demain
Et qui te ramène enfin
Vers moi
Tu sais bien
Que je serai là
Avec tant d'amour
Dans la voix
Ne pense pense pense
Qu'à ça
{au Refrain}
Pense à moi
Pense à moi ...
Zaterdag 9 april 1988
After Awhile
After Awhile
Composer(s): Martha High; Bob Montgomery
Performer(s): Jim Reeves
After awhile, after awhile
I`ll learn to smile, after awhile
I`ll love again when my heart mends
I`ll leave heartbreaks out high, after awhile
Some day you`ll learn just how I feel
When love brings you heartache only time can heal
After awhile, after awhile
I`ll learn to smile, after awhile
After awhile...
Zaterdag 9 april 1988
Pensar En Nada
Pensar En Nada
Composer(s): León Gieco
Performer(s): León Gieco; Los Piojos
Justo ayer me di cuenta
que solo es cuestión de plata
mientras diez ventanillas cobran
una sola es la que paga
De como piensa la gente
a veces la diferencia
es tan grande que parecen
seres de alguna otra tierra
Y que me dicen de esa casa sola
que se ve desde un avión
quizá en la soledad no haya dolor
de pensar, oh dolor de pensar de pensar
en nada, oh en nada, en nada oh en nada
En la oficina del trabajo
llegando el año nuevo
todos se pelean por
ese maldito ascenso
Con la cuota de frustración
algunos la viven de rosa
la ciudad se pone grande
y cada vez mas peligrosa
Vrijdag 8 april 1988
I'm Beginning To Forget You
I'm Beginning To Forget You
Composer(s): Willie Phelps
Performer(s): Jim Reeves; Elvis Presley
I'm beginning to forget you
That old heartache is gone
I'm beginning to sleep at night
No more crying 'till dawn
I can hear your name mentioned now
And it brings no misery
I'm beginnin to forget you
Like you forgot me
I'm beginning to smile again
After crying for so long
I can hear the tune we loved, so well
And it's just another song
I'm so happy that it's over
I'm so thankful to be free
I'm beginnin to forget you
Like you forgot me
I can hear the tune we loved, so well
And it's just another song
I'm so happy that it's over
I'm so thankful to be free
I'm beginnin to forget you
Like you forgot me...
Vrijdag 8 april 1988
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