Zondag 17 maart 1996
A Man Like Me
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A Man Like Me
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Zondag 17 maart 1996
How Bitter The Taste Of Love
How Bitter The Taste Of Love
Composer(s): Cook; Greenaway
Performer(s): David & Jonathan
If she should wanna take you
Oh, be careful, or you'll go down
Take a chance on too much love
And you'll have to drink it down
No matter how bitter the taste of love may be
I, I'm one who's had his share of lovin'
When this is ??????
I have had my fill of girls
Who lead you on
But oh, bitter to see
Don't turn away and laugh
At what I'm telling you
Don't think that you're the only one
To make the same mistakes
As any others do
If she should wanna take you
Oh be careful, or you'll go down
Take a chance on too much love
And you'll have to drink it down
No matter how bitter the taste of love may be
No matter how bitter the taste of love may be
There was a time when I was cool
And I wouldn't listen to nobody else
Thought I was the only one for me
She couldn't love nobody else
They say the only way to learn is by mistakes
But I don't want to see you down
So listen to me boy
I'll tell you what it takes
If she should wanna take you
Oh, be careful, or you'll go down
Take a chance on too much love
And you'll have to drink it down
No matter how bitter the taste of love may be
No matter how bitter the taste of love may be
Woh-oh
No matter how bitter the taste of love may be
No matter........
Zaterdag 16 maart 1996
A Man Is A Man
A Man Is A Man
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): The Who
You talk about crazy affairs
You talk about your life as though it mattered
You get attention 'cos you block the stairs
Bragging about some bottles you have shattered
Well I met a man who really lives
He really does it all
But what really matters is the heart he gives
He makes your talk seem small
When a man is a man
He doesn't act to a plan
He don't have to perform like John Wayne in some B feature flick
A man is a man
When he can offer his hand
Not afraid of appearing insane if he can't break a brick
I know a man who's a man
Can't you sometimes crack a smile
Do you think if you did we would run and tell
I know one day your big villian style
Will collapse as they turn the key in the door of your cell
I know a man who was once like you
But he opened his heart
No one is really bad right through
He's just another part
When a man is a man
And he drinks 'til he's canned
He can drop to the floor, he can weep, we won't ask the price
A man is a man
He can fall he can stand
We won't love him more if he keeps his soul on the ice
I know a man who's a man
Every one of us is looking for fame
He's a looker
He's a dresser
He's a genius under pressure
I know a man who could tighten your rein
He's a father
He's a brother
He's a rock
He's a lover
He's a man he's a man
He doesn't act to a plan
He don't have to get hitched to a train in some muscle beach trick
A man is a man
When he can offer his hand
Not afraid of apprearing insane if he can't break a brick
Be a man who's a man
Zaterdag 16 maart 1996
En Chantant
En Chantant
Composer(s): Michel Sardou - Pierre Delanoë - Toto Cutugno
First release: Michel Sardou - 1978
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1990 - Cantando (Toto Cutugno)
2004 - In Liedjes (Koen Crucke)
Quand j'étais petit garçon
Je repassais mes leçons
En chantant
Et bien des années plus tard
Je chassais mes idées noires
En chantant
C'est beaucoup moins inquiétant
De parler du mauvais temps
En chantant
Et c'est tellement plus mignon
De se faire traiter de con
En chanson
La vie c'est plus marrant
C'est moins désespérant
En chantant
La première fille de ma vie
Dans la rue je l'ai suivie
En chantant
Quand elle s'est déshabillée
J'ai joué le vieil habitué
En chantant
J'étais si content de moi
Que j'ai fait l'amour dix fois
En chantant
Mais je n'peux pas m'expliquer
Qu'au matin elle m'ait quitté
Enchantée
L'amour c'est plus marrant
C'est moins désespérant
En chantant
Tout les hommes vont en galère
A la pêche ou à la guerre
En chantant
La fleur au bout du fusil
La victoire se gagne aussi
En chantant
On ne parle à Jéhovah
A Jupiter à Boudha
Qu'en chantant
Qu'elles que soient nos opinions
On fait sa révolution
En chanson
Le monde est plus marrant
C'est moins désespérant
En chantant
Puisqu'il faut mourir enfin
Que ce soit côté jardin
En chantant
Si ma femme a de la peine
Que mes enfants la soutiennent
En chantant
Quand j'irai revoir mon père
Qui m'attend les bras ouverts
En chantant
J'aimerais que sur la terre
Tous mes bons copains m'enterrent
En chantant
La mort c'est plus marrant
C'est moins désespérant
En chantant
Quand j'étais petit garçon
Je repassais mes leçons
En chantant
Et bien des années plus tard
Je chassais mes idées noires
En chantant
C'est beaucoup moins inquiétant
De parler du mauvais temps
En chantant
Et c'est tellement plus mignon
De se faire traiter de con
En chanson
Zaterdag 16 maart 1996
How Beautiful You Are
How Beautiful You Are
Composer(s): Park; Harry Parr-Davies
Performer(s): Cyril Grantham
How beautiful you are
Like music on a summer night
Love whispers from afar
A theme as soft as candlelight
Every word heard is the sweep of strings
And magic to my ear
Oh, my Darling, how beautiful you are
A vision that would dim a star
How beautiful you are
Vrijdag 15 maart 1996
A Man I'll Never Be
A Man I'll Never Be
Composer(s): Tom Scholz
Performer(s): Boston; Smokin'
If I said what's on my mind
You'd turn and walk away
Disappearing way back in your dreams
It's so hard to be unkind
So easy just to say
That everything is just the way it seems
You look up at me
And somewhere in your mind you see
A man I'll never be
If only I could find a way
I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am
And it gets harder every day for me
To hide behind this dream you see
A man I'll never be
I can't get any stronger
I can't climb any higher
You'll never know just how hard I've tried
Cry a little longer
And hold a little tighter
Emotions can't be satisfied
You look up at me
And somewhere in your mind you see
A man I'll never be
If only I could find a way
I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am
And it gets harder every day for me
To hide behind this dream you see
A man I'll never be
Vrijdag 15 maart 1996
How Beautiful It Was
How Beautiful It Was
Spanish Title: Lo Hermoso Que Fue
Composer(s): Nilda Fernández
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
This song of mine
I'd like to dedicate to you
This song of mine
I write to you in that bar
This song of mine
only serves me to resurrect
how beautiful it was, how beautiful it was
When the day begins
I have to get up
When the day begins
I don't know what to have for breakfast
When the day begins
Even the street cleaner can talk about
how beautiful it was, how beautiful it was
My bed is cold
I can't warm it up
My bed is cold
and who will replace you
My bed is cold
I prefer to be alone and savor
how beautiful it was, how beautiful it was
Donderdag 14 maart 1996
A Man And A Woman
A Man And A Woman
((Adapted from: Un Homme Et Une Femme (by Nicole Croisille & Pierre Barouh) - 1966))
Composer(s): Francis Lai - Pierre Barouh - Jerry Keller
Performer(s): Cilla Black - 1968
When hearts are passing in the night, in the lonely night
Then they must hold each other tight, oh, so very tight
And take a chance that in the light, in tomorrow's light
They'll stay together, so much in love
And in the silence of a mist, of a morning mist
When lips are waiting to be kissed, longing to be kissed
Where is the reason to resist and deny a kiss
That holds a promise of happiness?
Though yesterday still surrounds you with a warm and
precious memory
Maybe for tomorrow we can build a new dream for you and me
This glow we feel is something rare, something really rare
So come and say you want to share, want to really share
The beauty waiting for us there, calling for us there
That only loving can give the heart
When life is passing in the night, in the rushing night
A man, a woman in the night, in the lonely night
Must take a chance that in the light, in tomorrow's light
They'll be together, so much in love
Together, so much in love
So tell me
You're not afraid to take a chance, really take a chance
Let your heart begin to dance, let it sing and dance
To the music of a glance, of a fleeting glance
To the music of romance, of a new romance
Take a chance
Donderdag 14 maart 1996
How Are Things In Glocca Morra?
How Are Things In Glocca Morra?
Composer(s): E.Y. Harburg; Burton Lane
Performer(s): Dick Haymes;
and various other artists
I hear a bird, Londonderry bird
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word
I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze
It well may be it's followed me across the seas
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to Donny cove?
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kildare?
How are things in Glocca Mora?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that lassie with the twinklin' eye
Come smilin' by and does she walk away
Sad and dreamy there not to see me there?
So I ask each weepin' willow and each brook along the way
And each lass that comes a-sighin"
Too ra lay
How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day?
Woensdag 13 maart 1996
A Mais Bonita
A Mais Bonita
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Maria Bethânia
and multiple other artists
Não, solidão, hoje não quero me retocar
Nesse salão de tristeza onde as outras penteiam mágoas
Deixo que as águas invadam meu rosto
Gosto de me ver chorar
Finjo que estão me vendo
Eu preciso me mostrar
Bonita
Pra que os olhos do meu bem
Não olhem mais ninguém
Quando eu me revelar
Da forma mais bonita
Pra saber como levar todos
Os desejos que ele tem
Ao me ver passar
Bonita
Hoje eu arrasei
Na casa de espelhos
Espalho os meus rostos
E finjo que finjo que finjo
Que não sei
Woensdag 13 maart 1996
How Am I Supposed To Live Without You
How Am I Supposed To Live Without You
Composer(s): Michael Bilotin; Doug James
Performer(s): Laura Branigan
I could hardly believe it, when I heard the news today
I had to come and get it straight from you
They said you were leaving, someone's swept your heart away
From the look upon your face, I see it's true
So tell me all about it, tell me 'bout the plans you're making
Then tell me one thing more before I go
Tell me how am I supposed to live without you
Now that I've been loving you so long
How am I supposed to live without you
How am I supposed to carry on
When all that I've been living for is gone
I didn't come here for crying, didn't come here to break down
It's just a dream of mine is coming to an end
And how can I blame you, when I build my world around
The hope that one day we'd be so much more than friends
And I don't want to know the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming
When even now it's more than I can take
Tell me how am I supposed to live without you
Now that I've been loving you so long
How am I supposed to live without you
How am I supposed to carry on
When all that I've been living for is gone
And I don't want to face the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming
Now that your dream has come true
Dinsdag 12 maart 1996
À Ma Mère
À Ma Mère
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Elle a fermé sa vie comme un livre d'images
Sur les mots les plus doux qui se soient jamais dits
Elle qui croyait l'amour perdu dans les nuages
Elle l'a redécouvert au creux du dernier lit
Et riche d'un sourire au terme du voyage
Elle a quitté son corps comme on quitte un bateau
En emportant la paix, gravée sur son visage
En nous laissant au cœur un infini fardeau
Elle souriait de loin, du cœur de la lumière
Son âme était si claire aux franges de la nuit
On voyait du bonheur jusque dans sa misère
Tout l'amour de la Terre qui s'en allait sans bruit
Comme autour d'un chagrin les voix se font plus tendres
Un écrin de silence entourait nos regards
Les yeux n'ont plus besoin de mots pour se comprendre
Les mains se parlent mieux pour se dire au revoir
Moi qui ne savais rien de la vie éternelle
J'espérais qu'au-delà de ce monde de fous
Ceux qui nous ont aimés nous restent encore fidèles
Et que parfois leur souffle arrive jusqu'à nous
Elle souriait de loin, du cœur de la lumière
Et depuis ce jour-là je sais que dans sa nuit
Il existe un ailleurs où l'âme est plus légère
Et que j'aurai moins peur d'y voyager aussi
Elle a fermé sa vie comme un livre d'images
Sur les mots les plus doux qui se soient jamais dits
Elle qui croyait l'amour perdu dans les nuages
Elle l'a redécouvert au creux du dernier lit
Et riche d'un sourire au terme du voyage
Elle a quitté son corps comme on quitte un ami
En emportant la paix, gravée sur son visage
En nous laissant à l'âme une peine infinie
Dinsdag 12 maart 1996
How About You?
How About You?
Composer(s): Ralph Freed; Burton Lane
Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey;
and various other artists
I like New York in June, how about you?
I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?
I love a fireside when a storm is due
I like potato chips, moonlight
And motor trips, how about you?
I'm mad about good books, can't get my fill
And Franklin Roosevelt's looks give me a thrill
Holding hands in a movie show
When all the lights are low may not be new
But I like it, how about you?
Maandag 11 maart 1996
À Ma Manière (Dalida)
À Ma Manière
Composer(s): Diane Juster - Sylvain Lebel - Pascal Sevran
Performer(s): Dalida
Avec des faux pas des faux plis
Chacun de nous porte sa vie
À sa manière
Quand on est beau au fond de soi
Un jour ou l'autre quelqu'un nous voit
À sa manière
Même sous la pluie des mauvais jours
J'ai suivi la ligne d'amour
À ma manière
Pour tous les chagrins que je traîne
j'ai mis mon cœur en quarantaine
À ma manière
Ma vie, ma vie je n'en ai qu'une mais je la veux
Libre et sans loi j'en ai le droit elle est à moi
Ma vie ma vie elle me raconte des histoires
Mais elle vaut mieux qu'une chanson
Mieux que la gloire
Ma vie n'est pas vraiment ma vie
Elle est à ceux qui m'ont choisi
À leur manière
En laissant mon nom dans les rues
J'ai mis mon bonheur par dessus
À ma manière
Et le soir ou je m'en irai finalement je le ferai
À ma manière
J'aimerais au tout dernier appel
Faire mes adieux au soleil
À ma manière
Ma vie, ma vie je n'en ai qu'une
Mais je la veux Libre et sans loi
J'en ai le droit elle est à moi
Ma vie, ma vie elle me raconte des histoires
Mais je m'en fou même à genoux je veux y croire
À ma manière
Maandag 11 maart 1996
How About That (Dee Clark)
How About That
Composer(s): F. Augustus; D. Payne
Performer(s): Dee Clark
I've got a feeling
How about that
It's got me reeling
How about that
This throbbing in my brain
So strange I can't explain
But I like it,
Mmm like it
How about that
My heart stops beating
How about that
With every meeting
How about that
Whenever you are near
My mind is never clear
And I like it
I like it
How about that
I can't control myself
Whenever you're around
When you press your lips to mine
The world turns upside down
Baby baby baby baby
Can't you see
What you're doin' to me
I'm all mixed up
Dizzy as can be
Yes, I love you
How about that
Can't do without you
How about that
Please won't you understand
And take my by my hand
'Cause I like it
I like it
How about that
Baby baby baby baby
Can't you see
What you're doin' to me
I'm all mixed up
Dizzy as can be
Mmmmmmmm
Yes, I love you
How about that
Can't do without you
How about that
Please won't you understand
And take my by the hand
'Cause I like it
I like it
How about that
How about that
Zondag 10 maart 1996
À Ma Manière (Charles Aznavour)
À Ma Manière
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Le jour
Qui pour toujours
Verra le lourd
Rideau de scène
Tomber sur moi
Je dirai à
Dieu d'une voix
Très peu chrétienne
J'ai fait
Bon ou mauvais
Ce que j'aimais
Sur cette terre
En histrion,
À ma façon
À ma manière
La vie
M'a assagi
De mes folies
Et je déclare
Si j'ai connu
Des coups tordus
J'ai quand même eu
Mes jours de gloire
À ceux
Faux vertueux
Qui veulent me
Jeter la pierre
Je dis: j'ai vu
Et tout vécu
À ma manière
Un jour tyran, l'autre martyr
J'en ai bavé, j'ai fait souffrir
Jeune femme, ou sur le retour
Pute au grand cœur, j'ai plein d'amour
Surpris vos corps, sans commentaire
À ma manière
Braillard
J'ai pris le quart
Sous l'étendard
De bien des causes
Si l'âge aidant
Avec le temps
On prend du champ
On s'ankylose
Moi rien
Non vraiment rien
N'a mis un frein
À mes colères
J'ai protesté
Et accusé
À ma manière
Je n'ai jamais pu, je l'avoue
Vivre sans voix et à genoux
De coups de gueule en cris du cœur
J'ai su défendre mes valeurs
Pour m'assumer, j'ai fait la guerre
À ma manière
La foi
Ça vient, ça va
Le diable en moi
A fait son œuvre
J'ai dérouillé
J'ai déraillé
Et avalé
Quelques couleuvres
Depuis
Je n'ai commis
Qu'un seul délit
Celui de faire
Chanter mes jours
Et mes amours
À ma manière
Zondag 10 maart 1996
How About That (Bad Company)
How About That
Composer(s): Brian Howe; Terry Thomas
Performer(s): Bad Company
Last night, when the moon was new, I couldn't sleep
I was thinkin' of you
And how much I need ya, how about that
I act like I'm tougher than steel
With a heart like a stone, but you know it ain't real
I need you baby, how about that, hey
Oooh, how about that
I used to spend my life on the town, it took your lovin' to turn me around
I'm crazy about you, how about that
People used to tell ya I'm a crazy fool
But you taught me more than I could learn in school, I say
I really need ya, baby, how about that
If ever you need time and space
Don't run away, just tell me face to face, yeah
Oooh, how about that, how 'bout that, oooh, how about that, baby
Oooh, how about that, yeah alright, oh baby
When I think back of how it used to be
before we met it's just a mystery
I can't live without you, no, how about that
And you got my heart and you got my soul
Ooh you got my whole life under control
Looks like we made it, yeah, how about that, ooh yeah
And everytime I see your face, it lightens up the whole damn place
Yeah, I wanna see this whole thing through
Yeah, there's nothing I won't do for you, oh yeah
Oooh, how about that, how 'bout it, baby
Oooh, how about that, yeah, t-tell me
Oooh, how about that, how 'bout it, baby, oooh, yeah
Last night, when the moon was new
I couldn't sleep, I was there, lookin' at you
Yeah I'm glad that I found you, how about that, hey
Everytime I see your face, it lightens up the whole damn place
Yeah, I wanna see this whole thing through
Yeah, I wanna spend my life with you, oh yeah
Oooh, how about that, hey, how 'bout it baby
Oooh, how about that, t-tell me
Oooh, how about that, tell me baby
Oooh, how about that, baby yeah
Oooh, hey how about that, how about that, how about it baby
Oooh, yeah how about that, oh, oh...
Zaterdag 9 maart 1996
À Ma Fille
À Ma Fille
((English & Italian Versions; To My Daughter; A Mia Figlia (by Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
First release by: Charles Aznavour - 1964
Je sais qu'un jour viendra car la vie le commande
Ce jour que j'appréhende où tu nous quitteras
Je sais qu'un jour viendra où triste et solitaire
En soutenant ta mère et en traînant mes pas
Je rentrerai chez nous dans un "chez nous" désert
Je rentrerai chez nous où tu ne seras pas
Toi tu ne verras rien des choses de mon cœur
Tes yeux seront crevés de joie et de bonheur
Et j'aurai un rictus que tu ne connais pas
Qui semble être un sourire ému mais ne l'est pas
En taisant ma douleur à ton bras fièrement
Je guiderai tes pas quoique j'en pense ou dise
Dans le recueillement d'une paisible église
Pour aller te donner à l'homme de ton choix
Qui te dévêtira du nom qui est le nôtre
Pour t'en donner un autre que je ne connais pas
Je sais qu'un jour viendra tu atteindras cet âge
Où l'on force les cages ayant trouvé sa voie
Je sais qu'un jour viendra, l'âge t'aura fleurie
Et l'aube de ta vie ailleurs se lèvera
Et seul avec ta mère le jour comme la nuit
L'été comme l'hiver nous aurons un peu froid
Et lui qui ne sait rien du mal qu'on s'est donné
Lui qui n'aura rien fait pour mûrir tes années
Lui qui viendra voler ce dont j'ai le plus peur
Notre part de passé, notre part de bonheur
Cet étranger sans nom, sans visage
Oh! combien je le hais
Et pourtant s'il doit te rendre heureuse
Je n'aurai envers lui nulle pensée haineuse
Mais je lui offrirai mon cœur avec ta main
Je ferai tout cela en sachant que tu l'aimes
Simplement car Je T'aime
Le jour, où il viendra
Zaterdag 9 maart 1996
How About That (Adam Faith)
How About That
Composer(s): Les Vandyke
Performer(s): Adam Faith
You've got a face like an angel's face
H-h-how about that
You've got a look like an angel's look
H-h-how about that
Angel's face, angel's look
Heaven didn't overlook
My girl..
H-h-how about that
Love wasn't home 'til you came to me
H-h-how about that
I'll come to call on my bended knee
H-h-how about that
Bless you lucky stars above
Take a bow for thinking of
My girl..
H-h-how about that
They say that wonders can happen
And you won't know sure
But since you've happened
I've wondered if love ever happened before
So beat out the drum
Let the trumpets play
H-h-how about that
My angel has come
Let the people say
H-h-how about that
Let this world of marvels see
Only you could ever be
My girl
H-h-how about that
How about that
How about tha-ha-hat
Vrijdag 8 maart 1996
A Mia Figlia
