Vrijdag 5 juni 1998
Time To Go
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Time To Go
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Vrijdag 5 juni 1998
When You Need A Laugh
When You Need A Laugh
Composer(s): Hank Cochran
Performer(s): Patsy Cline
You can’t imagine how it hurts me
to have you treat me like you do
Knowing that my love is just a joke to you
But I’ll take it just to see you and laugh as teardrops fall
So when you need a laugh, give me a call
Everybody says I am crazy to let you treat me this way
But I can’t explain so what else can I say
At least I’m on your mind when you’re laughing
Somehow that breaks the fall
So when you need a laugh, give me a call
I’d gladly trade the laugh you get, for the making fun of me
To be around the one I love and need so desperately
So even if the laugh’s on me, I don’t mind at all
So when you need a laugh, give me a call
So when you need a laugh, give me a call
Donderdag 4 juni 1998
Alabam
Alabam
Composer(s): Lloyd Estel Copas
Performer(s): Cowboy Copas
and multiple other artists
Well I went to a Turkey roast down the street
The people down there are eatin' like wild geese
So I'm on my way goin' back to Alabam
Talkin' about your people havin' a lot of time
Eatin' up their chickens and drinkin' their wine
I'm on my way goin' back to Alabam
Some folks say that a tramp won't steal but I cought three in my corn field
I'm on my way I'm a goin' on back to Alabam
Well one had a bushel and one had a peck one had a roast'near tied around his neck
I'm on my way I'm a goin' back to Alabam
Hey there comes Sal walkin' down the street with the run down shoes tied on her feet
Mornin' honey I'm on my way to Alabam
Hey hello Sal now how are you with the run down slipper and tore up shoe
I'm on my way goin' back to Alabam
When I get ready to leave this earth I'm a goin' back to my money's worth
I'm on my way I'm a goin' on back to Alabam I'm a goin' on back to Alabam
Donderdag 4 juni 1998
When You Love Me
When You Love Me
French Title: Quand Tu M'aimes
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
It's the devil and hell
Sharing games that we play
But it's heaven as well
that the Gods send our way
When you love me
An eclipse of the moon
As we storm on the sands
It's the wild ocean spume
Come to die in your hands
When you love me
For you touch every sense
With your body on mine
So in tune and intense
As we breathlessly climb
To the ultimate splendor
When you love me
It's the cry in the night
Of your loving lament
Dying soft in the light
When all passion is spent
In the joy of surrender
When you love me
Woensdag 3 juni 1998
Nineteen Years Old
Nineteen Years Old
(Traditional)
As I was walking down by the Strand
I met a young lady all dressed up so grand
With features of finery and jewels set in gold
Said she was a maiden, just nineteen years old
Her fingers were tapered, her neck like a swan
Her head tipped a little, her voice not too strong
In six weeks we were married, the wedding bells tolled
I'd married that maiden, just nineteen years old
After the wedding we retired to rest
I thought I would die when that female undressed
A trunk full of cotton she first did unload
I thought it darned funny for a nineteen year old
She took off her left leg as high as her knee
She took off her fingers, I countered but three
While there on the carpet her glass eye did roll
I thought it darned funny for a nineteen year old
She took off her eyebrows, I thought I would faint
Next from her mug came a carload of paint
She took off her false wig, her old bald head told
I thought it peculiar for a nineteen year old
She took out her teeth, I jumped up in terror
Her chin and her nose fell right in together
Now I'm telling you folks she was a sight to behold
That fair little maiden just nineteen years old
Now all you young fella's when courting you go
Make sure she is perfect from head to her toe
You'll pay for your folly, like mine you you'll be sold
To a patched up old maid about ninety years old
Woensdag 3 juni 1998
When You Lose The One You Love
When You Lose The One You Love
Composer(s): Rodd Arden; Jimmy Harper; Don Pelosi
Performer(s): David Whitfield
When you lose the one you love
How lonely life can be
With just the memory
Those loving souvenirs
Will only bring you tears
When you lose the one you love
Friends may smile at you and say
That time can heal your pain
You'll fall in love again
But in your heart you know
It never can be so
When you lose the one you love
There was someone dear to me
I lost through jealousy
Now we're apart
So will you take heed my friend
A million tears won't mend
A broken heart
Just close your eyes to jealousy
And if you love her so
Don't ever let her go
Because I know, my friend
Your happiness will end
When you lose the one you love
Dinsdag 2 juni 1998
Al Margen De La Vida
Al Margen De La Vida
Composer(s): P. Barouh - Francis Lai - R. de León
Performer(s): Raphael
Yo tengo por misión cantar
Y dejo en mi canción volar
Y va mi corazón feliz
Al margen de la vida
Yo gozo con hacer el bien
Y siempre sin mirar a quien
Pues donde vi un pesar
Mi voz logró la paz llevar
Tal vez al final llegué a recoger
Del mundo traiciones
Más yo sin dudar siempre seguiré
Sembrando canciones
He visto por amor vivir
Dos seres y después reñir
Y luego cuando les canté
Llorando se buscaron
Me gusta ser así, no sé
Tal vez un día cambiaré
Os puedo asegurar
Que no hay razón para cambiar
A mí por quitar penas al amor
Mil gracias me han dado
Con ver sonreír a mi alrededor
Me siento pagado
Yo gozo con hacer el bien
Y siempre sin mirar a quien
Pues donde vi un pesar
Mi voz logró la paz llevar
Y así, tan feliz, voy con mi canción
Por tierras y mares
Me iré cuando ya en mi corazón
No queden cantares, no queden cantares
Cantares en mi corazón
Dinsdag 2 juni 1998
When You Look In The Heart Of A Rose
When You Look In The Heart Of A Rose
Composer(s): Marian Gillespie; Florence Methven
Deep in my heart I hold for you
A tender thought, so sweet and true
Nobody knows but this little rose, I give you
I give my love sweetheart to you
Hid in a rose, so safe, secure
Trusting you'll know, for ever and aye
'Twill endure
Dear little rose, with your heart of gold
Dear little rose, may your petals fold
My secret sweet I will trust you to keep
Deep in your heart 'twill repose
No one will know what your leaves conceal
No one will guess what they could reveal
You will know then, that I love you dear
When you look in the heart of a rose
Maandag 1 juni 1998
Al Lado Del Camino
Al Lado Del Camino
Composer(s): Fito Páez
Performer(s): Fito Páez
Me gusta estar al lado del camino
fumando el humo mientras todo pasa
Me gusta abrir los ojos y estar vivo
Tener que vérmelas con la resaca
entonces navegar se hace preciso
en barcos que se estrellen en la nada
Vivir atormentado de sentido, creo que esta, sí
esta es la parte mas pesada
En tiempos donde nadie escucha a nadie
En tiempos donde todos contra todos
En tiempos egoístas y mezquinos
En tiempos donde siempre estamos solos
Habrá que declararse incompetente
en todas las materias del mercado
Habrá que declararse un inocente
o habrá que ser abyecto y desalmado
Yo ya no pertenezco a ningún ismo
me considero vivo y enterrado
Yo puse las canciones en tu walkman
el tiempo a mi me puso en otro lado
Tendré que hacer lo que es y no debido
Tendré que hacer el bien y hacer el daño
No olvides que el perdón es lo divino
Y errar a veces suele ser humano
No es bueno nunca hacerse de enemigos
que no estén a la altura del conflicto
Que piensan que hacen una guerra
y se hacen pis en la cama como chicos
Que rondan por siniestros ministerios
haciendo la parodia del artista
Que todo lo que brilla en este mundo
tan solo les da caspa y les da envidia
Yo era un pibe triste y encantado
de Beatles, Caña legui y maravillas
los libros, las canciones y los pianos
el cine, las traiciones, los enigmas
mi padre, las cervezas, las pastillas, los misterios, el whisky malo
los óleos, el amor los escenarios
el hambre, el frío, el crímen, el dinero y mis 10 tías
me hicieron este hombre enreverado
si alguna vez me cruzas por la calle
regalame tu beso y no te aflijas
Si ves que estoy pensando en otra cosa
no es nada malo es que paso una brisa
la brisa de la Muerte enamorada
que ronda como un ángel asesino
Mas no te asustes siempre se me pasa
es solo la intuición de mi destino
Me gusta estar al lado del camino
fumando el humo mientras todo pasa
Me gusta regresarme del olvido
para acordarme en sueños de mi casa
El chico que jugaba a la pelota
del 49585
nadie nos prometio un jardín de rosas
hablamos del peligro de estar vivos
No vine a divertir a tu familia
mientras el mundo se cae a pedazos
Me gusta estar al lado del camino
Me gusta sentirte a mi lado
Me gusta estar al lado del camino
Dormirte cada noche entre mis brazos
Al lado del camino
Al lado del camino
Al lado del camino
Es mas entretenido y mas barato
Al lado del camino
Al lado del camino
Maandag 1 juni 1998
When You Know You're Not Forgotten By The Girl You Can't Forget
When You Know You're Not Forgotten
By The Girl You Can't Forget
Composer(s): J. Fredric Helf; Ed Gardenier
Performer(s): Frank C. Stanley;
and various other artists
Gently the breeze sighs thro' the trees
Two sweethearts strolling alone
She heard him say at dawn of day
"Far from your side I must roam"
Dear ere I go, just let me know
You won't forget when we part
One who loves you fondly and true
It cheers a sad lonely heart
When you know you're not forgotten
by the girl you can't forget
When you find the girl you left behind
is thinking of you yet
`Round your heart a feeling stealing
Comes to drive away regret
When you know you're not forgotten
By the girl you can't forget
"Roses may fade" answered the maid
"Clouds may turn sunshine to gloom
But in my heart, tho' we're apart
Love for you ever will bloom
Thro' weary years, thro' smiles and tears
You'll find me faithful and true
Dear Heart you'll learn when you return, that I'm still waiting for you"
When you know you're not forgotten
by the girl you can't forget
When you find the girl you left behind
is thinking of you yet
`Round your heart a feeling stealing
Comes to drive away regret
When you know you're not forgotten
By the girl you can't forget
Zondag 31 mei 1998
Al Horizonte De Un Suburbio
Al Horizonte De Un Suburbio
Composer(s): Jorge Luis Borges - Victor Proncet
Performer(s): Valeria Munarriz & Jorge Luis Borges
Pampa:
Yo diviso tu anchura que ahonda las afueras
yo me estoy desangrando en tus ponientes
Pampa:
Yo te oigo en las tenaces guitarras sentenciosas
y en altos benteveos y en el ruido cansado
de los carros de pasto que vienen del verano
Pampa:
El ámbito de un patio colorado me basta
para sentirte mía
Pampa:
Yo sé que te desgarran
surco y callejones y el viento que te cambia
Pampa sufrida y macha que ya estás en los cielos
no sé si eres la muerte. Sé que estás en mi pecho
Zondag 31 mei 1998
When You Hear Big Ben
When You Hear Big Ben
Composer(s): Harry Leon; Mark Malloy; Jack Scott
Performer(s): Billy Cotton; Josef Locke
When you hear Big Ben, you’re home again
Home, dear, where you belong
Though you’re far away each night and day
You’ll cry when you hear his song
He stands by the river that flows to the sea
His hands are together like ours used to be
When you hear Big Ben, you’re home again
Home in my arms sweetheart
(Chorus)
When you hear Big Ben, you’re home again
Home, dear, where you belong
Though you’re far away each night and day
You’ll cry when you hear his song
(Doreen)
He stands by the river that flows to the sea
His hands are together like ours used to be
(All)
When you hear Big Ben, you’re home again
Home in my arms sweetheart
Zaterdag 30 mei 1998
Al Final De La Segunda Luna
Al Final De La Segunda Luna
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Esta va a ser mi canción mas sencilla
Que no hablará de nada, que hablará de todo
No es necesario mencionar la vida
Para que se sienta su presencia en los ojos
Al final de la segunda luna
Empecé a no hacer nada con las manos
Sólo por un momento
Y entonces tuve ganas
De hablar al ancho justo
De la palabra humana
De la palabra humana
Como si no tuviera ningún nombre
Y no existiera historia de los hombres
Mas allá del atávico pasado
Del presente y futuro deseado
Sin ningún compromiso con el mundo
Como si todo fuese este segundo
Cual si todo naciera con mis labios
Cual si todo muriera con mis labios
Ay otra dimensión desconocida
Más fuerte que la muerte y que la vida
Más sustancial que el mundo y su belleza
Que nace y muere siempre donde empieza
Estar como se está, como se siente
Es más claro y más negro que decirlo
Que tratar de explicarlo
Por eso ya no sigo
Sólo quise decir
Que es tremendo estar vivo
Que es tremendo estar vivo
Zaterdag 30 mei 1998
When You Dance (The Turbans)
When You Dance
Composer(s): Andrew Jones
Performer(s): The Turbans;
and various other artists
When you dance be sure to hold her, hold her tight
When you dance you'll squeeze her, yeah with all your might
Such a thrill, oh when she's close to you
Well, hold her tight when you dance
When you dance you'll feel the warmth of her embrace
Then you'll know this feeling, yeah is no disgrace
Such a thrill, oh when she's close to you
Well, hold her tight when you dance
You may do a rhumba or a tango
Mambo, calypso or a strand
Lights are turned down low
You go hand in....
When you dance be sure to hold her, hold her tight
When you dance you'll squeeze her, yeah with all your might
Such a thrill oh when she's close to you
Well, hold her tight when you dance
When you dance be sure to hold her, hold her tight
When you dance you'll squeeze her, yeah with all your might
Such a thrill, oh when she's close to you
Well, hold her tight when you dance
Vrijdag 29 mei 1998
Al Final De Este Viaje En La Vida
Al Final De Este Viaje En La Vida
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Al final de este viaje en la vida quedarán
nuestros cuerpos hinchados de ir
a la muerte, al odio, al borde del mar
Al final de este viaje en la vida quedará
nuestro rastro invitando a vivir
Por lo menos por eso es que estoy aquí
Somos prehistoria que tendrá el futuro
somos los anales remotos del hombre
Estos años son el pasado del cielo
estos años son cierta agilidad
con que el sol se dibuja en el porvenir
son la verdad o el fin
son Dios
Quedamos los que puedan sonreír
en medio de la muerte, en plena luz
Al final de este viaje en la vida quedará
una cura de tiempo y amor
una gasa que envuelva un viejo dolor
Al final de este viaje en la vida quedarán
nuestros cuerpos tendidos al sol
como sábanas blancas después del amor
Al final del viaje está el horizonte
al final del viaje partiremos de nuevo
al final del viaje comienza el camino
otro buen camino que seguir descalzos
contando la arena
Al final del viaje estamos tu y yo intactos
Quedamos los que puedan sonreír
en medio de la muerte, en plena luz
Vrijdag 29 mei 1998
When You Dance (Southside Johnny & The Asbury Jukes)
When You Dance
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen; Steven Van Zandt
Performer(s): Southside Johnny & The Asbury Jukes
When you dance
I hear the music rocking everywhere
When you dance
I see the lights shining through your hair
When you dance
The band was blowing like a hurricane
When you dance
You look so fine but you don't know my name
Come near baby, don't be afraid
Just one taste won't do
I can't hold back one more day
Sugar I know I got to dance with you
When you dance
Your smile ain't hiding what you're thinking of
When you dance
Your body trembles like you're making love
When you move, baby
My soul is aching and my blood runs hot
Run into me now
My heart is breaking, shaking what you got
Come near baby, don't ne afraid
Just one taste won't do
I can't hold back one more day
Sugar I know I got to dance with you
Shake'em down now
Come near baby, don't be afraid
Just one taste won't do
I can't hold back one more day
Sugar I know I got to dance with you
Oh yeah baby
When you dance
I hear the music rocking everywhere
When you dance baby
This time you tumble, honey I don't care
When you dance
Donderdag 28 mei 1998
Al Fin
Al Fin
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Perderme
perderme, perderme
perderme en tu templo
sacro cuerpo
para hallarme en él
... al fin
Donderdag 28 mei 1998
When You Believe
When You Believe
Composer(s): Babyface; Stephen Schwartz
Performer(s): Whitney Houston
Many nights we've prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understood
Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains long
Before we knew we could
(Oh yes)
There can be miracles when you believe
Though hope is frail its hard to kill
Who knows what miracles you can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe
(oh yeah)
In this time of fear
When prayers so often proves in vain
Hope seems like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
Yet now I'm standing here
With heart so full I can't explain
Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought I'd say
There can be miracles when you believe (when you believe)
Though hope is frail its hard to kill
Who knows what miracles you can achieve (you can achieve)
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe
They don't always happen when you ask
And its easy to give in to your fears (oh)
But when you're blinded by your pain
Can't see your way straight though the rain
a small but still, resilient voice
Says love is very near (yeah yeah)
There can be miracles (miracles) when you believe (lord when you believe oh ho)
Though hope is frail (though hope is frail) it's hard to kill (it's haaaard to kill oh oh)
Who knows what miracles you can achieve
When you believe, (oohooh) somehow you will
somehow you will
You will when you believe
You will when you believe
Just believe
Just believe
(oh yeah)
You will when you believe
Woensdag 27 mei 1998
Al Escuchar Mi Acordeón
Al Escuchar Mi Acordeón
((French & German Versions: Mais Il Y A L'accordéon (Dalida); Doch Einer Spielt Akkordeon (Dalida))
Composer(s): Johnny Rech - Don Diego
Performer(s): Dalida
Yo sé nuestro mundo es una obsesión
Yo sé que la guerra es una invención
Y que la tierra rueda como un balón
Y que el hombre no frena su ambición
Yo sé nuestro mundo es todo ficción
Y que el cielo es una constelación
Que sea rosa o azul como la ilusión
Que la tierra es roja como la pasión
Pero al oír mi acordeón
Con su cantar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Me hace latir el corazón
Al escuchar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Al recordar con emoción
Mi dulce Francia
Porqué los senderos que sigue el amor
Porqué van sembrados de llanto y dolor
Y al girar la rueda de tu destino
La felicidad no cruza tu camino
Pero al oír mi acordeón
Con su cantar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Me hace latir el corazón
Al escuchar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Al recordar con emoción
Mi dulce Francia
En un cafetín del viejo Montmartre
Allí encontré un viejo pintor
Y también artistas hablando de su arte
Y en el mostrador un poeta soñador
Y en un rincón mi acordeón
Con su cantar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Me hace latir el corazón
Al escuchar mi acordeón
Me hace soñar mi acordeón
Al recordar con emoción
Mi dulce Francia
Woensdag 27 mei 1998
When You Are A King
