Donderdag 2 april 1992
Hemel En Aarde
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Donderdag 2 april 1992
Hang In Long Enough
Hang In Long Enough
Composer(s): Phil Collins
Performer(s): Phil Collins; The Starlite Orch.
The signs are getting clearer, clearer than you need
The writing's on the wall, for you to see
You never thought you'd ever get the taste
You never thought that it could be this good
Just tell me what you want and I'll find the key
Reach out and touch it's all yours
If you hang in long enough, you'll do it
Just hang in long enough
You're down on the ground, or so you say
You'd sell the hole in your pocket, if you could find a way
Don't ask me how I know, you don't wanna hear
It's been a long hard road, and the end is getting near
You never thought you'd ever get the chance
You never thought your break would come along
If you tell me what you want, I'll find the key
Just reach out and touch it's all yours
If you hang in...
They always say
The best things in life are free
But you want to have everything
Well you're going to have to beg if you want it all
So hang in long enough, you'll do it
Hang in long enough
They'll let you out, then pull you in
Playing hell with your emotions
You'll feel like giving in.
So just hang in long enough...
Woensdag 1 april 1992
Sous Le Soleil Exactement
Sous Le Soleil Exactement
(English Version: The Sun Directly Overhead - 1995)
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
First release by: Anna Karina - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Un point précis sous le tropique
Du Capricorne ou du Cancer
Depuis j'ai oublié lequel
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous
Etait-ce le Nouveau-Mexique
Vers le Cap Horn, vers le Cap Vert
Etait-ce sur un archipel
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous
Dans quel pays, dans quel district
C'était tout au bord de la mer
Depuis j'ai oublié laquelle
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous
C'est sûrement un rêve érotique
Que je me fais les yeux ouverts
Et pourtant si c'était réel?
Sous le soleil exactement
Pas à côté, pas n'importe où
Sous le soleil, sous le soleil
Exactement juste en dessous
Woensdag 1 april 1992
Handy Man
Handy Man
Composer(s): Otis Blackwell; Jimmy "Handyman" Jones
Performer(s): Del Shannon;
and various other artists
Hey girls, gather round
Listen to what I'm putting down
Hey babe, I'm your handy man
I'm not the kind to use a pencil or rule
I'm handy with love and I'm no fool
I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can
If your broken heart should need repair
Then I'm the man to see
I whisper sweet things, you tell all your friends
They'll come runnin' to me
Here is the main thing I want to say
I'm busy 24 hours a day
I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can
Come, come, come
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come, come, come
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They'll come runnin' to me
That's me
I'm your handy man
Come a come a come a come a come come
Yeah..... yeah yeah
Dinsdag 31 maart 1992
Where Are You? (Imaani)
Where Are You?
Composer(s): Scott English - Phil Manikiza - Simon Stirling
First performance by: Imaani - 1998
I see your picture in a frame
I see a face without a name
Riding alone on an empty train
Where are you?
I live in a house of broken hearts
Leaves are falling in the park
Every day is a question mark
Where are you?
I would drive through the rain (to find you)
Walk a desert plain (behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Through the storm I call your name (to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Lying in my room at night
Silhouettes are dressed in white
Waiting for the morning light
Where are you?
Each day you will live and learn
As the wheels of heaven turn
For you my candle burns
Where are you?
I would drive through the rain (to find you)
Walk a desert plain (behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Through the storm I call your name (to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
(So near) so near
(So far) so far
Out there I can almost touch you
You're here in my mind all the time
Where are you now?
(I would drive through the rain) to find you
(Walk a desert plain behind you)
You could unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Through the storm (I call your name to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you?
Where are you now?
(I would drive through the rain to find you)
(Walk a desert plain behind you)
If you unlock these chains (I'm tied to)
Where are you now?
Through the storm (I call your name to guide you)
Love could be the flame (beside you)
(If you unlock these chains)
Dinsdag 31 maart 1992
Handy
Handy
Composer(s): Andy Powell; Ted Turner;
Martin Turner; Steve Upton
Performer(s): Wishbone Ash
Was sat down by my fire, hear a voice of desire
Want to be friends again
I keep tellin’ you,man, she’s only a pain
She don’t fit in my scene
She don’t fit in my world no more
And the best has to stay
Keep knockin’ on my door
She’s gone away
We’re kickin’ the thoughts around the floor
Maandag 30 maart 1992
Sous Le Ciel De Paris
Sous Le Ciel De Paris
((English Version: Under Paris Skies (by Frank Chacksfield) - 1952))
Composer(s): Jean Dréjac - Hubert Giraud
First performance by: Jean Bretonnière - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists
Sous le ciel de Paris
S’envole une chanson
Elle est née d’aujourd’hui
Dans le coeur d’un garçon
Sous le ciel de Paris
Marchent les amoureux
Leur bonheur se construit
Sur un fait pour eux
Sous le pont de Bercy
Un philosophe assis
Deux musiciens, quelques badauds
Puis des gens par milliers
Sous le ciel de Paris
Jusqu’au soir vont chanter
L’hymne d’un peuple épris
De sa vieille Cité
Prés de Notre-Dame
Parfois couve un drame
Oui, mais à Paname
Tout peut s’arranger
Quelques rayons du ciel d’été
L’accordéon d’un marinier
L’espoir fleurit
Au ciel de Paris
Sous le ciel de Paris
Coule un fleuve joyeux
Il endort dans la nuit
Les clochards et les gueux
Sous le ciel de Paris
Les oiseaux du Bon Dieu
Viennent du monde entier
Pour bavarder entre eux
Et le ciel de Paris
A son secret pour lui
Depuis vingt siècles il est épris
De notre île Saint-Louis
Quand elle lui sourit
Il met son habit bleu
Quand il pleut sur Paris
C’est qu’il est malheureux
Quand il est trop jaloux
De ses millions d’amants
Il fait gronder sur eux
Son tonnerre éclatant
Mais le ciel de Paris n’est pas longtemps cruel...
Pour se faire pardonner, il offre un arc-en-ciel...
Maandag 30 maart 1992
Handsome Johnny
Handsome Johnny
Composer(s): Lou Gossett; Richie Havens
Performer(s): Richie Havens; The Flaming Lips
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Concord?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand
Marching to the Concord war, hey marching to the Concord war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Gettysburg?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a flintlock in his hand
Marching to the Gettysburg war, hey marching to the Gettysburg war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Dunkirk?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a carbine in his hand
Marching to the Dunkirk war, hey marching to the Dunkirk war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Korea?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M1 in his hand
Marching to the Korean war, hey marching to the Korean war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Vietnam?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M15
Marching to the Vietnam war, hey marching to the Vietnam war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Birmingham?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with his hand rolled in a fist
Marching to the Birmingham war, hey marching to the Birmingham war
Hey, it's a long hard road, it's a long hard road
It's a long hard road, before we'll be free
Hey, what's the use of singing this song, some of you are not even listening
Tell me what it is we've got to do: wait for our fields to start glistening
Wait for the bullets to start whistling
Here comes a hydrogen bomb, here comes a guided missile
Here comes a hydrogen bomb: I can almost hear its whistle
Zondag 29 maart 1992
Se Eu Te Pudesse Abraçar
Se Eu Te Pudesse Abraçar
First performance by: Alma Lusa - 1998
Todas as terras do mundo
Têm alma de Portugal
Onde quer que estejas
Onde quer que vás
A saudade já lá está
Se eu te pudesse abraçar
E depois falar contigo
Tinha tanta coisa para te contar
Meu irmão e meu amigo
Caminhar, caminhar
Faz-se caminho ao andar
Terra mãe, pátria lar
Que a distancia faz chorar
Navegar, navegar
Sobre a terra e sobre o mar
É preciso acreditar
Se eu te pudesse abraçar.
Em todas as partes do Mundo
Há gente de Portugal
Com saudade de alguém que deixou alguém
Do outro lado do mar
Se eu te pudesse abraçar
E depois falar contigo
Tinha tanta coisa para te dizer
Meu irmão e meu amigo
Caminhar, .....
Zondag 29 maart 1992
Hands Across The Table
Hands Across The Table
Composer(s): Mitchell Parish; Jean Delettre
Performer(s): Coleman Hawkins;
and various other artists
Dinner is ended, the music is grand
Softly the lanterns gleam
Isn't it splendid to sit hand in hand
Silently lost in a dream?
Hands across the table
While the lights are low
Tho' you hush your lips
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly
And they say in their little way
That you belong to me
Silence is golden, so do not reply
And I shall understand
All can be told in a look of your eye
And in a touch of your hand
Hand across the table
While the lights are low
Tho' you hush your lips
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly
And they say in their little way
That you belong to me
Zaterdag 28 maart 1992
Soupçons
Soupçons
(Adapted from: Suspicious Minds - 1968)
(Italian Version: Ultimo Tango A Memphis - 1997)
Composer(s): Mark James - Michel Mallory
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1973
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser
On fait mourir les rêves avec des soupçons
Et un amour s'achève avec des soupçons
Toi tu doutes de moi, moi je doute de toi
On imagine tout ce qu'on ne sait pas, oh oui
On se dit des mots des mots qui sonnent faux
On ment du cœur on ment des lèvres
On fait mourir les rêves avec des soupçons
Et un amour s'achève avec des soupçons
Écoute que ton cœur il sait
Combien je t'aime malgré tout
Si tu lisais dans mes yeux, je sais
Que toujours tu verrais vérité
Vérité, vérité, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser...
Zaterdag 28 maart 1992
Hands Across The Sea
Hands Across The Sea
Performer(s): Shirley Bassey
If I could reach out
With my hands across the sea
I'd take you in my arms
And never set you free
How I'd hold you and hold you
Forever more in my heart
My love would be there
With my hands across the sea
To tell you what I feel
And what you mean to me
I'd then hold you and hold you
And never more would we part
But you're much too far
For my hands to reach out
For my heart to remind you of me
Too long is the distance between us
Too wide and too deep is the sea
Now, I can't reach out
With my hands across the sea
But there's one thing I can do
I can hope, I can pray
I can wait for you
Vrijdag 27 maart 1992
Ultimo Tango A Memphis
Ultimo Tango A Memphis
(Adapted from: Suspicious Minds - 1968)
(French Version: Soupçons - 1973)
Composer(s): Mark James - Luciano Ligabue
Performer(s): Luciano Ligabue - 1997
Camminerò
Fuori e dentro di me
Fuori da chi mi avete chiesto
Vi lascierò
In giro i giochi che ho
Voi fate pure, io
intanto, non cresco
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Pensi di avermi, pensi
Senza averne un'idea
Camminerò
Fino a quando ce n'ho
Conosco il buio ed altri posti
E mi slaccierò
Quella cintura che so
Che ti fa dire "ci
siamo già visti?"
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Mi hanno voluto Elvis
Per la loro allegria
Ho un magazzino pieno
Di sogni già fatti
Alcuni ancora buoni
Parecchi son rotti
Ma ci sono eh se ci sono
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Pensi di avermi, pensi
Senza averne un'idea
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Mi hanno voluto Elvis
Per la loro allegria
(Damianò)
Vrijdag 27 maart 1992
Hands Across The Border
Hands Across The Border
Composer(s): Ned Washington; Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): Roy Rogers
Hands across the border
Hands that reach my heart are stirring tender memories
And the touch of them will haunt me forever
Dream so much of them I'm never at ease
I've held your hands across the border
Since we've been apart
But now I want to see things through
Back where dreams are made to order in our old rendezvous
Hands across the border, calling me to you
Donderdag 26 maart 1992
Suspicious Minds
Suspicious Minds
Composer(s): Mark James
First release by: Mark James - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1973 - Soupçons
1997 - Ultimo Tango A Memphis
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I say?
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And we can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
So, if an old friend I know
Drops by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
Here we go again
Asking where I've been
You can't see these tears are real
I'm crying
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And be can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
Oh let our love survive
Or dry the tears from your eyes
Let's don't let a good thing die
When honey, you know
I've never lied to you
Mmm yeah, yeah
Donderdag 26 maart 1992
Handprints On The Wall
Handprints On The Wall
Composer(s): Scott Innes; Claude Parish; Nelson Blanchard
Performer(s): Kenny Rogers
The wait turned into hours
Before you came my way
The smile that filled a daddy's heart
On the special day
The moment left me speechless
I didn't know what to say
Then you took your first breath
That took mine away
Days go by so quickly
Summer turns to fall
Seems like only yesterday
That you began to crawl
So don't be afraid to take that step
I'll catch you when you fall
I don't mind if you leave behind
A few handprints on the wall
I can't describe this feeling
Way down deep inside
The itsy-bitsy spider
Was the first thing that we tried
Patty cake, the baker's man
With your hands so very small
You could always stay this young
And I wouldn't mind at all
Days go by so quickly
Summer turns to fall
Seems like only yesterday
That you began to crawl
So don't be afraid to take that step
I'll catch you when you fall
I don't mind if you leave behind
A few handprints on the wall
Woensdag 25 maart 1992
Is Always Over Now?
Is Always Over Now?
Composer(s): Gerry Morgan
First performance by: Dawn Martin - 1998
I never thought that it would end
You were the one – my love, my friend
You were my every dream come true
Always, you said, was me and you
So how can you say it's over now?
How can you wave it all goodbye?
Always, you said, this love would be
Always, you said, was you and me
Is always over now?
Does it never last that long?
Were the feelings that I had
Ever right, or was it wrong?
To think that love should last
Was mistaken on my part
But you promised me the earth
(You promised me...)
And you only broke my heart
You touched my soul
You touched my life
You always would, you said
But now, you are taking always away
Is always over now?
Does it never last that long?
Were the feelings that I had
Ever right, or was it wrong?
To think that love should last
Was mistaken on my part
But you promised me the earth
(You promised me...)
And you only broke my heart
Is always over now?
Does it never last that long?
Were the feelings that I had
Ever right, or was it wrong?
To think that love should last
Was mistaken on my part
But you promised me the earth
(You promised me...)
And you only broke my heart
(You promised me...)
Woensdag 25 maart 1992
Handouts In The Rain
Handouts In The Rain
Composer(s): Richie Havens
Performer(s): Richie Havens; Paul Weller
You can talk about your neighbor
You can grab him by the collar
You can hurt him only if he hollers
"Let me go…let me go"
But we all know that's old-fashioned
And it can only lead to pain
Where we might end up on the corner
Taking handouts in the rain
You can bomb your foreign brother
You can hurt him until he dies
You can kill him until he never asks you why
You're on his land…you're on his land
But we all know that's all over
And that can only lead to blame
Where we might end up for our country
Taking handouts in the rain
You can trample on your sister
You can hurt her only if she cries
You can hurt her only if she cares
With all her heart…with all her heart
But we all know she'd be a mother
And that could only lead to shame
Where she might end up for her children
Taking handouts in the rain
Teach your children stories
You can fill them full of lies
You can make them all despise
One another…one another
But when they all find out later
And they call us by our rightful names
And send us shamefully to old age
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain
Dinsdag 24 maart 1992
Sound Your Funky Horn
Sound Your Funky Horn
Composer(s): Harry Wayne "K.C." Casey - Clarence Reid
Performer(s): K.C. & the Sunshine Band
Bass man turn the power on
Drummer turn the beat
Tenor man come take your stand
Everybody on your feet
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Guitar keep the rhythm
Congas and the groove
When my main man gets on his horn
Everybody’s got to move
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down, ooh
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down (Get down)
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Bass man, Mr. Drummer
Keep a smile on your face
And get down Mr. Conga
Keep on keepin’ a steady pace
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down, ooh…hoo…
Everybody come on
Sound your funky (Ooh), let it blow (Let it blow)
Let me hear it (Let me hear it), let me hear it (Let me hear it)
Let me hear it (Let me hear it), let me hear it (Let me hear it)
Let me hear it (Let me hear it)
Dinsdag 24 maart 1992
Handle With Care
