Zaterdag 1 december 1990
Something's Gotta Give
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Something's Gotta Give
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Zaterdag 1 december 1990
Proper Cup Of Coffee
Proper Cup Of Coffee
Composer(s): Aaron Gershunoff; Emanuele Pellegrini
Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters
A Sultan sat on his oriental mat
in his harem in downtown Persia
He took a sip of his coffee
just a drip, and he said to his servant Kersia
“Ah, curse ya, curse ya, curse ya
That’s the worst cup of coffee in Persia!”
“‘Cause...
All I want is a proper cup of coffee
made from a proper copper coffee pot
I may be off my nut
but I want a proper cup of coffee
from a proper copper pot
Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots
they’re no good to me!
If I can't have a proper cup of coffee
from a proper copper coffee pot
I'll Throw you in the sea
In old Baghdad in old Baghdad, in old Baghdad
Very often I have had cups of coffee by the dozen
And you all should make my coffee just as good
and without my blasted cussing
“Ah, curse ya, curse ya, curse ya
That’s the worst cup of coffee in Persia!”
Oh All I want is a proper cup of coffee
made from a proper copper coffee pot
I may be off my nut
but I want a proper cup of coffee
from a proper copper pot
Brass coffee pots, glass coffee pots
They’re no good to me
If I can't have a proper cup of coffee
>From a proper copper coffee pot
I'll have a cup of tea!”
I’ll have a cup of tea
Vrijdag 30 november 1990
Could It Be That I'm In Love
Could It Be That I'm In Love
Composer(s): Liam O'Reilly
First performance by: Kim Jackson - 1991
I don't know why I want you
The way that I want you
And I don't know why I miss you
The way that I miss you
But when I'm in your arms
It makes me feel so good
And I don't know the reason why
I don't know the reason why
And I don't understand
Why I feel the way I do
And I don't understand
What I feel when I'm with you
And anyway now, it's no use worrying
Until I find out what it is
Could it be that when I'm with you
My fears all go away?
Could it be that when I'm with you
It's like the start of a brand new day?
Or is it just that when I hold you
I can't hold you enough?
Or could it be that I'm in love?
Somebody once told me:
"You've gotta trust your heart"
(Gotta trust your heart)
And this I have tried to do
Right from the very start
And when I'm close to you
It makes me feel so good
And I don't know the reason why
Could it be that when I'm with you
My fears all go away?
Could it be that when I'm with you
It's like the start of a brand new day?
Or is it just that when I hold you
I can't hold you enough?
Or could it be that I'm in love?
Could it be that I'm in love?
Could it be that I'm in love?
Vrijdag 30 november 1990
Uptown Girl
Uptown Girl
Performer(s): Leif Garrett
I see you fallin' for that uptown girl
Temptations callin'
it's an uptown girl
No kid from the neighborhood could ever be any good
For an uptown girl
uptown girl
uptown girl
You better face it
she's an uptown girl
Your kiss is wasted on an uptown girl
She'll leave you to wonder why - love is only an easy lie
To an uptown girl
uptown girl
uptown girl
Her style's a cool sophistication
Her smile's a dangerous persuasion
She's fascinating
she's an uptown girl
She'll keep you waiting
she's an uptown girl
You'll never get near enough to ever get serious
With an uptown girl
uptown girl
uptown girl
No chance she means a thing she's saying
Romance is just a game she's playing
you better face it she's an uptown girl ...
Uptown girl
uptown girl
Donderdag 29 november 1990
Something's Got A Hold On Me
Something's Got A Hold On Me
Composer(s): Etta James - Leroy Kirkland - Pearl Woods
First release by: Etta James - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
Sometimes I get a good feeling
I get a feeling that I never, never had before
And I got to tell you right now
I believe, I really do believe that
Something's got a hold on me
(Oh, it must be love)
Something's got a hold on me right now child
(Yeah, it must be love)
Let me tell you now
I never felt like this before
Something's got a hold on me that won't let go
I believe I'd die if I only could
I sure feel strange, but I sure feel good
I said, Oh yeah
It must be love
(You know it must be love)
Let me tell you now
Something's got a hold on me
(Oh, it must be love)
Something's got a hold on me right now child
(Yeah, it must be love)
Let me tell you now
I got a feeling, I feel so strange
Everything about me seems to have changed
Step by step, I got a brand new walk
I even sound sweeter when I talk
I said, Oh yeah
It must be love
(You know it must be love)
Let me tell you now
My heart feels heavy, my feet feel light
I shake all over, but I feel alright
I never felt like this before
Something's got a hold on me that won't let go
I never thought it could happen to me
My heart was heavy when in misery
I never thought it could be this way
Love's sure gonna put a hurting on me
I said Oh yeah
It must be love
(You know it must be love)
Yeah he walks like love
(Yeah he walks like love)
And he talks like love
(And he talks like love)
Makes me feel alright
(Makes me feel alright)
In the middle of the night
(In the middle of the night)
Na na na na!
Donderdag 29 november 1990
Uptown Top Ranking
Uptown Top Ranking
Composer(s): Althea Forrest; Donna Reid
Performer(s): Althia & Donna - 1978;
and various other artists
See me in me heels and ting
Dem check sey we hip and ting
True them no know and ting
We have them going and ting
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
See me pon the road I hear you call out to me
True you see mi inna pants and ting
See mi in a 'alter back
Sey mi gi' you heart attack
Gimme likkle bass, make me wine up me waist
Uptown Top Ranking
See mi in mi Benz and ting
Drivin' through Constant Spring
Them check sey me come from cosmo spring
But a true dem no know and ting
Dem no know sey we top ranking
Uptown Top Ranking
Shoulda see me and the ranking dread
Check how we jamming and ting
Love is all I bring inna me khaki suit and ting
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Watch how we chuck it and ting
Inna we khaki suit and ting
Love is all I bring inna me khaki suit and ting
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Love inna you heart dis a bawl out fe me
When you see me inna pants and ting
See me inna 'alter back
Sey me gi' you heart attack
Gimme likkle bass, make me wine up me waist
Uptown Top Ranking
See mi pon the road and hear you call out to me
True you see me in me pants and ting
See me inna 'alter back
Sey me gi' you heart attack
Gimme likkle bass, make me wine up me waist
Gimme likkle bass, make me wine up me waist
Love is all I bring inna me khaki suit and ting
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
You shoulda see me and the ranking dread,
Check how we jamming and ting
Love is all I bring inna me khaki suit and ting
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Nah pop no style, a strictly roots
Woensdag 28 november 1990
Le Dernier Qui A Parlé
Le Dernier Qui A Parlé
First performance by: Amina - 1991
C'est le dernier qui a parlé
Qui a raison dans ta maison
C'est celle qui m'a donné un nom
Qui a raison de toutes façons
Fille ou garçon
Tout ces dictons sont des leçons
Ne dit pas non
Le monde n'est ni mauvais ni bon
Tu tournes pas rond
C'est sans raison
Dis-moi au nom de quelle nation
Tu lèves le ton dans ma maison
Le jeune y parle comme un violon
Sans partitions, c'est une leçon
La vérité se cache au fond
Comme un silence qui en dit long
C'est le plus fort qui a parlé
Qui a raison de toutes façons
C'est le dernier qui a parlé
Qui a raison dans ta maison
C'est le dernier qui a parlé
Qui a raison de toutes façons
Toutes les saisons font et défont
Même les passions
Quelle dérision
C'est le dernier qui a parlé
Qui a raison sans conditions
Comme-ci ou comme ça
Ici ou là-bas
Woensdag 28 november 1990
Uptown / Don't Say Nothin' Bad (About My Baby) / Da Doo Run Run
Uptown / Don't Say Nothin' Bad (About My Baby) / Da Doo Run Run
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil; Gerry Goffin;
Carole King; Phil Spector; Ellie Greenwich; Jeff Barry
Performer(s): Bette Middler; Barry Manilow
He gets up each morning and he goes downtown
Where everyone's his boss
And he's lost in an angry land
He's a little man
But then he comes uptown
Each evening to my tentament
Uptown where folks don't have to pay much rent
And when he's there with me
He can see that he's everything
The man is tall
He don't crawl
He's a king
Downtown he's just one of a million guys
He don't get no breaks
And he takes all they got to give
'Cause he's got to live
But then he comes uptown
Where he can hold his head up high
And uptown he knows
I'm gonna be standing by
And when I take his hand
There's no man who can put him down, down, down
Oh, the world's so sweet at his feet when he's uptown
Whoa-oo-oh-whoa
When he's uptown
Whoa-oo-whoa-oo-whoa-oh-oh
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby
Don't say nothin' bad about my baby
Don't
Met him on a Monday and my heart stood still
Da doo run run run da doo run run
Somebody told me that his name was Bill
Da doo run run run da doo run run
Whoa, my heart stood still
Yeah, his name was Bill
And when he walked me home
Da doo run run run da doo run run
He knew what he was doin' when he caught my eye
Da doo run run run da doo run run
He looked kind of quiet, but my, oh my
Da doo run run run da doo run run
Oh, he caught my eye
My, my, my, my, oh my
And when he walked me home
Da doo run run run da doo run run
Here we go
Da doo run run run da doo run run
Da doo run run run da doo run run
Da doo run run run da doo run run
Da do run run, hey!
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run
Run-a-run-a-run, run-a-run-a-run
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run
Run-a-run-a-run, run-a-run-a-run
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run-a-run
Run-a-run-a-run, run-a-run-a-run
Run-a-run
Dinsdag 27 november 1990
Something's Coming
Something's Coming
Composer(s): Leonard Bernstein - Stephen Sondheim
First release by: Larry Kert - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists
A Back Yard - 5:30 p.m.
(Tony has been painting a sign for Doc's drugstore where he now works)
Riff talks him into joining the Jets at the dance but Tony's mind is already on other things)
Tony:
Could be!
Who knows?
There's something due any day
I will know, right away
Soon as it shows
It may come connanballing down
Through the sky
Gleam in its eye, bright as rose
Who knows?
It's only just out of reach
Down the block, on a beach
Under a tree
I got a feeling there's a miracle due
Gonna come true, comin' to me...
Could it be, yes, it could
Something's comin', something good
If I can wait!
Something's comin'
I don't know what it is
But it is gonna be great!
With a click, with a shock
Phone'll jingle, door will knock
Open the latch!
Something's comin'
Don't know when
But it's soon
Catch the moon
One-handed catch!
Around the corner
Or whistlin' down the river
Come on, deliver to me!
Will it be?
Yes, it will!
Maybe just by holding still
It'll be there!
Come on, something
Come on in
Don't be shy
Meet a guy
Pull up a chair!
The air is humming
And something great is coming!
Who knows?
It's only just out of reach
Down the block, on a beach
Maybe tonight...
Maybe tonight...
Maybe tonight...!
Dinsdag 27 november 1990
Urban Guerilla
Urban Guerilla
Composer(s): Dave Brock; Robert Calvert
Performer(s): Hawkwind; Cobra Verde
I'm an urban guerilla
I make bombs in my cellar
I'm a derelict dweller
I'm a potential killer
I'm a street fighting dancer
I'm a revolutionary romancer
I'm society's cancer
I'm a two-tone panther
So let's not talk of love and flowers
And things that don't explode
We've used up all of our magic powers
Trying to do it in the road
I'm a political bandit
And you don't understand it
You took my dream and canned it
It is not the way I planned it
I'm society's destructor
I'm a petrol bomb constructor
I'm a cosmic light conductor
I'm the people's debt collector
So watch out Mr. Business Man
Your empire's about to blow
I think you'd better listen, man
In case you did not know
Maandag 26 november 1990
Fångad Av En Stormvind
Fångad Av En Stormvind
Composer(s): Stephan Berg
First performance by: Carola - 1991
Uh-huh yeah
Woh-ho-ho-oh
Jag har aldrig slutat tro
Att efter varje natt väntar gryningen
Fast jag inte kan förstå
Så finns det tid för skratt när jag börjar om igen
Känner doften från en stilla ocean
Plötsligt står jag i en levande orkan
Jag är fångad av en stormvind
Fast för dig
Ingenting kan hindra mig
När det blåser i mitt hjärta
Fångad av en stormvind
Natt och dag
Här finns bara du och jag
Och det ljus som himlen lämnat kvar
Det är dags att ge sig av
För stunder som har flytt kommer aldrig mer
Reser ut på öppet hav
Där allting blir som nytt
I den framtid som du ger
Utan saknad lämnar jag min trygga hamn
Fri men ändå bunden till en öppen famn
Jag är fångad av en stormvind
Fast för dig
Ingenting kan hindra mig
När det blåser i mitt hjärta
Fångad av en stormvind
Natt och dag
Här finns bara du och jag
Och det ljus som himlen lämnat kvar
Vi går tillsammans
Förenad av kärlekens band
Min längtan vaknar
När du ler och räcker mig din hand
Jag är fångad av en stormvind
Fångad av en stormvind
(Fast för dig)
Ingenting kan hindra mig
När det blåser i mitt hjärta
Fångad av en stormvind
Natt och dag
Här finns bara du och jag
Och det ljus som himlen lämnat kvar
(Fångad av en stormvind)
Jag är fångad av en stormvind
Maandag 26 november 1990
Urbummellied
Urbummellied
(Traditional)
Composer(s): Karl Maria von Weber
Studio auf seiner Reis'
Juchheidi, juchheida
Ganz famos zu leben weiß
Juchheidi, heida!
Immerfort durch Dick und Dünn
Schlendert er durch's Dasein hin
Juchheidi, heidi
Heida, juchheidi, heida!
Hat der Studio auch kein Geld
Juchheidi, juchheida
Ist er drum nicht schlecht bestellt
Juchheidi, heida!
Manches feiste Pfäffelein
Ladet ihn zum Frühstück ein
Juchheidi, heidi, heida
Juchheidi, heida!
Kehren wir in's Wirtshaus ein
Juchheidi, juchheida
Trinken wir stets Bier und Wein
Juchheidi, heida!
Alle Mädel für uns glühn
Denn wir tragen schwartz-gold-grün
Juchheidi, heidi, heida
Juchheidi, heida!
Bayrisch Bier und Leberwurst
Juchheidi, juchheidaUnd ein Kind mit runder Brust
Juchheidi, heida!
Und ein Glas Krambambuli
Donnerwetter Paraplui!
Juchheidi, heidi, heida
Juchheidi, heida!
Und so geht es lustig fort
Juchheidi, juchheida
Lustig hier und lustig dort
Juchheidi, juchheida!
Manches Mädel sieht uns nach
Seufzt dabei ein stilles "Ach!"
Juchheidi, heidi, heida
Juchheidi, heida!
Zondag 25 november 1990
Something's Burning
Something's Burning
Composer(s): Mac Davis
First release by: Kenny Rogers & The First Edition - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
You lie in gentle sleep beside me
I hear your warm and rhythmic breathing
I take your hand and hold it tightly
Listen - can you not hear our young hearts gently beating
I kiss the sleep from your eyes
Your smile is sweeter than the morning, and here it comes
Can't you feel it baby
Can't you feel it, here it comes
Feel it, feel it
Fire, fire
Somethin's burnin'
Somethin's burnin'
Somethin's burnin'
And I think it's love
And now the sun is burning brightly
We lie in love so close together
I get the feeling deep inside me
My love for you will burn forever
I cup my hands to touch your face
And once again I feel your fire, and here it comes
Can't you feel it baby
Can't you feel it, here it comes
Feel it, feel it
Fire, fire
Somethin's burnin'
Somethin's burnin'
Somethin's burnin'
And I think it's love
And I think it's love, love
And I think it's love
And I think it's love, love
And I think it's love
And I think it's love, love
And I think it's love
And I think it's love, love
And I think it's love ...
Zondag 25 november 1990
Urgent D'Attendre
Urgent D'Attendre
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): France Gall
Regarde-moi quand tu danses
C'est bien mieux que parler trop
Regarde-moi si tu penses
Que ça peut te tenir chaud
Devant les coups de semonce
De ce monde déchiré
J'ai besoin d'une réponse
Quelque chose à commencer
Mais c'est urgent d'attendre
Que tout change
Urgent d'attendre
Qu'on comprenne
Urgent d'attendre
Que l'amour vienne
Comme le sang coule dans nos veines
Dis-moi si tu comprends tout
Des orages aux désespoirs
Des éclairs qui nous secouent
Et des foudres du hasard
Devant tout ce qui s'annonce
Sur ces rythmes saccadés
J'ai besoin d'une réponse
Quelque chose à essayer
Mais c'est urgent d'attendre
Que tout change
Urgent d'attendre
Qu'on comprenne
Urgent d'attendre
Que l'amour vienne
Comme le sang coule dans nos veines
Ou ou ou ou ou ou ou
Ou ou ou ou ou ou ou
Ou ou ou ou ou ou ou
C'est urgent d'attendre
C'est urgent d'attendre
Urgent d'attendre
Urgent d'attendre
Urgent d'attendre
(ad libitum)
Zaterdag 24 november 1990
Un Baiser Volé
Un Baiser Volé
Composer(s): Mick Wersant - Linda Lecomte - Patrick Hippert
First performance by: Sarah Bray - 1991
Comment peut-on unir les horizons?
Libres sont ceux ignorant la peine
La peur rend fou, appelle la haine
Le mal grandit dans nos esprits
Et pourtant l'amour est le sens de notre vie
Un baiser volé dans ce monde blessé peut nous apporter l'espérance
Saturé d'images, le monde se méfie
Les chemins du cœur ont des frontières
Une vie perdue, un arbre abattu, joignent mes larmes aux rivières
Et pourtant l'amour est le sens de notre vie
Un baiser volé dans ce monde blessé peut nous apporter l'espérance
Par nos yeux éblouis se remplissent nos mémoires
Le bonheur libère nos émotions (comme un baiser volé)
Comme un baiser volé (Comme un baiser volé)
Et pourtant l'amour est le sens de notre vie
Une histoire inventée, et l'espoir retrouvé
Créer un univers sans souffrance
Zaterdag 24 november 1990
Urubus
Urubus
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Urubus, vous n'avez pas de cri
Cri de chasse, cri d'amour, cri de peur
Urubus, vous attendez qu'on meure
Mort de faim, mort d'amour, mort de peur
Cercles noirs cisaillants le ciel vide
Sans espoirs, attentifs et avides
Sans beauté, sans couleur et sans race
Obstinés, nettoyeurs et voraces
Anonymes citoyens solitaires
Charognards, utiles, élémentaires
Voyageur si tu plies, si tu tombes
Méfie-toi de l^Òombre de ton ombre
Urubus, vous n'avez pas de cri
Cri de chasse, cri d'amour, cri de peur
Urubus, vous attendez qu'on meure
Mort de faim, mort d'amour, mort de peur
C'est ta vie qui ne tient qu'à un fil
Si tendu, si ténu, si fragile
Angle droit du désert du Sertão
Si stérile, si perdu, si brûlant
Le soleil, mangeur d'hommes et de fous
Immobile, efficace et tout roux
Trace encore quelques barreaux obliques
Entre toi et ta mort symétrique
Urubus, vous n'avez pas de cri
Cri de chasse, cri d'amour, cri de peur
Urubus, vous attendez qu'on meure
Mort de faim, mort d'amour, mort de peur
Le silence est un cri qu'on étouffe
Et la peur du sable dans ta bouche
La lumière un fusil dans les reins
La fatigue un foyer qu'on éteint
Tous tes pas dans la poussière qui danse
Sont comptés par le temps qui avance
Tu oublies et tu crois qu'il s'endort
Il te suivra jusqu'à Salvador
Tournez, Urubus
Quand la lumière des villes s'obscurcit vers le néon fragile!
Planez, Urubus
Au-dessus des soumis comme une ombre portée sur la vie!
Vivez, Urubus
Cachés dans vos buildings sans un cri, penchés sur vos plannings!
Vivez, Urubus
Glissez vos doigts d'acier dans nos démocraties avancées!
Tournez, Urubus
Donnez-nous un peu d'air et on vous laisse le phosphate et le fer!
Tournez, Urubus
Qui contrôlez le temps, mines d'or, de platine, de diamants!
Tuez, Urubus
Tout ce qui vous résiste, ce qui vit, qui respire, qui existe!
Fouillez, Urubus
Au fond de leurs entrailles, becs crochus, longs couteaux et tenailles!
Cherchez, Urubus
Ce qui nous fait marcher, ce qui nous fait rêver, nous aimer!
Planez, Urubus
Au-dessus du linceul que déchire le poing d'un homme seul!
Crevez, Urubus
Tombez comme des pierres sur la terre, le goudron en enfer!
Personne Urubus
Ne viendra vous becqueter
Même pas les fourmis rouges affamées
Urubus
Les aigles sont déchus
Innombrables vous gardez les issues!
Vrijdag 23 november 1990
Something You Got
Something You Got
(Italian Version: So Che Tu Non Credi - 1966)
Composer(s): Chris Kenner
First release by: Chris Kenner - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists
Something you got, baby
Makes me work all day
Something you got, baby
Makes me bring you home my pay
Something you got
Yeah
Ah you ought to know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I said "my my, oh oh, I love you so"
Something you got, baby
Keeps me home every night
Something you got, baby
Makes everything alright
Something you got
Let me tell you
I think you ought to know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I said "my my, oh oh, I love you so"
Something you got, baby
Let me tell you again
I said "my my, oh oh, I love you so"
Something you got, baby
Makes me work all day
Something you got, baby
Makes me bring you home my pay
Something you got
Yeah
Ah you ought to know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I said "my my, oh oh"
I said "my my, oh oh, I love you so"
Vrijdag 23 november 1990
Uruguay, Uruguay
Uruguay, Uruguay
Performer(s): León Gieco
Largo paradigma donde estaba la razón
Cuna de locura para verte quien sos vos
Montevedio en el cielo
Paga con la vida la esperanza y el amor
Vale mucho más dar algo que pedírtelo
Montevedio en el cielo
Ese tiempo pasará con la verdad que hay
Danza, danza el sueño, sueño de carnaval
Bajo las dos lunas con sus brillos de cristal
Una en lo alto la otra sobre ese mar
Uruguay, Uruguay, Uruguay, Uruguay...
Cada vez que el mundo mueve su gran corazón
toda su inocencia rueda bajo el sol
Montevedio en el cielo
El que tiene dos lunas también tiene doble sol
El que tiene tierra y río tiene gaviota y gorrión
Montevedio en el cielo
Ese tiempo pasará con la verdad que hay
Danza, danza el sueño, sueño de carnaval
Bajo las dos lunas con sus brillos de cristal
Una en lo alto la otra sobre ese mar
Uruguay, Uruguay, Uruguay, Uruguay...
Donderdag 22 november 1990
Venedig im Regen
Venedig im Regen
Composer(s): Robby Musenbichler - Hubert Moser - Wolfgang Eltner
First performance by: Thomas Forstner - 1991
Lichter im Regen, ich hab' dich gesehen
Ein Lächeln wie sanfte Magie
Verzaubert, erfroren, ganz in dir verloren
Gefühle so tief wie die Nacht
Stilles Begreifen und Sehnsucht nach mehr
Zärtliche Augen, will dir gehör'n
Venedig im Regen
Lass uns diese Nacht einfach träumen
Venedig im Regen
Bis ans Ende der Nacht einfach träumen
Dein Atem ganz leicht, an meiner Schulter vergraben
Dein Zauber ganz tief in mir
Erfühlen, erahnen, von dir fortgetragen
Bei dir sein und doch nicht hier
Stilles Begreifen und Sehnsucht nach mehr
Zu zärtliche Augen, will dir gehör'n
Venedig im Regen
Lass uns diese Nacht einfach träumen
Venedig im Regen
Bis ans Ende der Nacht einfach träumen
Venedig im Regen
(Lass uns diese Nacht) einfach träumen
Venedig im Regen
Bis ans Ende der Nacht einfach träumen
Venedig im Regen
(Lass uns diese Nacht) einfach träumen
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Donderdag 22 november 1990
Us And Them
