Woensdag 22 juli 1998
Alexander The Great
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Alexander The Great
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Woensdag 22 juli 1998
Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)?
Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)?
Composer(s): Peter Sarstedt
Performer(s): Peter Sarstedt
You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are
You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard Saint-Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do
But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes I do
I've seen all your qualifications
You got from the Sorbonne
And the painting you stole from Picasso
Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does
When you go on your summer vacation
You go to Juan-les-Pins
With your carefully designed topless swimsuit
You get an even suntan on your back and on your legs
And when the snow falls you're found in Saint Moritz
With the others of the jet-set
And you sip your Napoleon brandy
But you never get your lips wet, no you don't
But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes I do
Your name, it is heard in high places
You know the Aga Khan
He sent you a racehorse for Christmas
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh a-ha-ha-ha
They say that when you get married
It'll be to a millionaire
But they don't realize where you came from
And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn
Where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes I do
I remember the back streets of Naples
Two children begging in rags
Both touched with a burning ambition
To shake off their lowly-born tags, so they try
So look into my face Marie-Claire
And remember just who you are
Then go and forget me forever
But I know you still bear the scar, deep inside, yes you do
I know where you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
I know the thoughts that surround you
'Cause I can look inside your head
(na na-na-na na na-na-na na-na na na na na)
(na na-na-na na na-na-na na-na na na na na)
Dinsdag 21 juli 1998
Alexander Graham Bell
Alexander Graham Bell
Composer(s): Mike Chapman - Nicky Chinn
Performer(s): Sweet
A candle flickers in a window
Two thousand miles away she waits there
There's a young man thinking by a window
How was she to know just how much he cared
He always knew just what he could do
He always knew that his dream would come true
Alexander Graham Bell, well, he knew darned well
That he could find the only way to talk across the USA
Telephone, telephone, never be on your own
Many, many years ago
He started something with his first "Hello, hello"
Alexander Graham Bell
Alexander Graham Bell
Alexander Graham, Alexander Graham
Alexander Graham Bell
The sun rises early in the morning
Millions of people still unaware
Of something he discovered without warning
So he could show a girl just how much he cared
He always knew just what he could do
He always knew that his dream would come true
Alexander Graham Bell, well, he knew darned well
That he could find the only way to talk across the USA
Telephone, telephone, never be on your own
Many, many years ago
He started something with his first "Hello, hello"
Alexander Graham Bell
Alexander Graham Bell
Alexander Graham Bell, well, he knew darned well
That he could find the only way to talk across the USA
Telephone, telephone, never be on your own
Many, many years ago
He started something with his first "Hello, hello"
Alexander Graham Bell, well, he knew darned well
That he could find the only way to talk across the USA
Telephone, telephone, never be on your own
Many, many years ago
He started something with his first "Hello, hello"
Dinsdag 21 juli 1998
Where Do You Go From Here
Where Do You Go From Here
Composer(s): Sammy King
Performer(s): Houghton Weavers
Arthur Edward Pickersgill
Workin' 'ard at mill
Sorting out the bales
The ones to empty and to fill
It's Sat'day night, he's rushing home
To check his football pools
While Chelsea won and let him down
And so did Hartlepools
So off at dawn on Monday morn
Working for his rent
Money's hard to come by
And half's already spent
'Cause Billy wants a pair of shoes
And Tilly wants a dress
And Freda wants some curling pins
She says her hair's a mess
And so, where do you go from here
Where in life do you belong
You've work so hard throughout your life
To make your country great
And now it runs away from you
Leaving you behind and out of date
Every week your Sunday joint's
No bigger than your thumb
With eight of us to share it
And that's not including Mum
But first you've got to find it
And the kids are lookin' out
It's there, Dad, in the processed peas
Behind that Brussels sprout
And Freda's getting married soon
You'll 'ave to pay for do
Invitin' all the folks we know
Will cost a bob or two
And after all the toastin'
And the speeches and the gags
It's back to working overtime
And rolling your own fags
And so, where do you go from here
Where in life do you belong
You fought for King and Country
And your comrades in the war
And is it any different now
You're fighting to exist just like before
And so, where do you go from here
Life's inclined to hurry by
Your clogs went out with ration books
But still you carry on, forever if you can
'Cause you're the kind of man who can't
Afford to die
Maandag 20 juli 1998
Alexander Beetle
Alexander Beetle
Composer(s): A.A. Milne - Melanie Safka
Performer(s): Melanie Safka
I had a little beetle
So that beetle was his name
And I called him Alexander
And he answered just the same
And I put him in a matchbox
And I kept him all the day
But nanny let my beetle out
Yes nanny let my beetle out
She went and let my beetle out
And beetle ran away
She said she didn't mean it
And I never said she did
She said she wanted matches
And she just took off the lid
She said I mustn't worry
And I really mustn't mind
That there's lots and lots of beetles
The she's certain we could find
She said I mustn't worry
But it's difficult to catch
An excited sort of beetle
You've mistaken for a match
If we looked in all the places
That a beetle might be near
And we made the kind of noises
That a beetle likes to hear
And I heard a kind of something
And I gave a sort of shout
It was a beetle house
And Alexander beetle coming out
It was Alexander beetle
I'm as certain as can be
And he had that kind of look as though
He thought it might be me
And he had that kind of look as though
He thought he ought to say
"I'm really very sorry that I tried to run away"
And nanny's very sorry too
Cause you know what she did
And she's writing Alexander
Very blackly on the lid
So nan and me are friends because
It's difficult to catch
An excited Alexander
You've misstaken for a match
Maandag 20 juli 1998
Where Do You Come From
Where Do You Come From
Composer(s): Ruth Batchelor; Bob Roberts
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Where do you come from
Tell me who you are
Do you come from another world
Or from some distant star
Where do you come from
Are you what you seem
Are you real, are you standing there
Or is it just a dream
Tell me more about yourself
Do you feel the way I feel
Are you just a vision,
Or are you really real
Where do you come from
Angel won't you say
Tell me all that there is to know
And tell me that you'll stay
Zondag 19 juli 1998
Alex Chilton
Alex Chilton
Composer(s): Paul Westerberg - Chris Mars - Tommy Stinson
First release by: The Replacements - 1987
If he was from Venus, would he feed us with a spoon?
If he was from Mars, wouldn't that be cool?
Standing right on campus, would he stamp us in a file?
Hangin' down in Memphis all the while
Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing "I'm in love
What's that song?
I'm in love with that song"
Cerebral rape and pillage in a village of his choice
Invisible man who can sing in a visible voice
Feeling like a hundred bucks, exchanging good lucks face to face
Checkin' his stash by the trash at St. Mark's place
Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing "I'm in love
What's that song?
I'm in love with that song"
I never travel far, without a little Big Star
Runnin' 'round the house, Mickey Mouse and the Tarot cards
Falling asleep with a flop pop video on
If he was from Venus, would he meet us on the moon?
If he died in Memphis, then that'd be cool, babe
Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing "I'm in love
What's that song?
I'm in love with that song"
Zondag 19 juli 1998
Where Do We Go From Here?
Where Do We Go From Here?
Composer(s): Howard John; Percy Wenrich
Performer(s): Judy Garland
Paddy Mack drove a hack
Up and down Broadway
Pat had one expression and he'd use it every day
Any time he'd grab a fare, to take them for a ride
Paddy Jumped upon the seat, cracked his whip and cried
One fine day on Broadway
Pat was driving fast
When the street was blown to pieces by a subway blast
Down the hole poor Paddy went, a thinkin' of his past
Then he says, says he, I think these words will be my last
First of all, at the call
When the war began
Pat enlisted in the army as a fighting man
When the drills began, they'd walk a hundred miles a day
Tho the rest got tired
Paddy always used to say
Where do we go from here boys
Where do we go from here?
Anywhere from Harlem to a Jersey City pier
When Pat would spy a pretty girl, he'd whisper in her ear
"Oh joy, Oh boy
Where do we go from here?"
Where do we go from here boys
Where do go from here?
Paddy's neck was in the wreck
but still he had nor fear
He saw a dead man next to him and whispered in his ear
"Oh joy, Oh boy
Where do we go from here?"
Where do we go from here boys
Where do we go from here?
Slip a pill to Kaiser Bill
and make him shed a tear
And when we see the enemy we'll shoot in the rear
"Oh joy, Oh boy
Where do we go from here?"
Zaterdag 18 juli 1998
Alevosía
Alevosía
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute; Milton Cortez
Más que amor, lo que siento por ti
es el mal de] animal
no la terquedad del jabalí
ni la furia del chacal...
Es el alma que se encela
con instinto criminal
es amar, hasta que duela
como un golpe de puñal...
ay, amor, ay, dolor...
Yo te quiero con alevosía...
Necesito confundir tu piel
con el frío del metal
0 tal vez con el destello cruel
de un fragmento de cristal...
Quiero que tus sentimientos
sean puro mineral
polvo de cometa al viento
del espacio sideral ...
ay, amor, ay, dolor ...
yo te quiero con alevosía
Nada envidio a la voracidad
de tu amante más letal
ella espera tu fatalidad
yo pretendo lo inmortal
el espíritu que habita
tu belleza más carnal
esa luz que resucita
el pecado original...
ay, amor, ay, dolor. .
yo te quiero con alevosía...
Zaterdag 18 juli 1998
Where Do The Holes Go In Doughnuts
Where Do The Holes Go In Doughnuts
Composer(s): R. Carlson
Performer(s): Billy James
My father was a baker
And oh, how he could bake
His bread was heavy laden
Aa also was his cake
He surely knew his business
That's how he made his dough
But often he would say to me
Here's what I'd like to know...
Where do the holes go in doughnuts
When we eat the doughnuts up?
I've tried to find out the answer
Ever since Hector was a pup (Woof woof!)
Now, I know where mosquitos go in winter
And I know it hurts to sit down on a splinter
But tell me, where do the holes go in doughnuts
When we eat the doughnuts up?
Vrijdag 17 juli 1998
Além Do Cansaço
Além Do Cansaço
Composer(s): Petrúcio Maia - Brandão
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Quando não houver mais música no ar
Nem houver sorrisos em volta
Quando nada na tarde morta
Além do cansaço da vida falar
Quando o cigarro irritar a garganta
E a bebida os lábios queimar
E a presença de alguém que ainda canta
Não consiga no peito cantar
Quando a rua, a casa e a porta
Não mais falem de ir ou chegar
Quando não mais houver poesia
Na triste canção de uma mesa de bar
É preciso entender que perdida
Pela vida uma estrada caminha
E que uma cidade sozinha
Não comporta a procura da vida
É preciso sair pelo mundo
Procurando somente encontrar
É preciso alcançar a aurora
Que a noite teimou em fazer não chegar
É preciso entender que a vida
Quer um jeito de resistir
E é preciso saber que agora
Aurora não pode esperar por vir
Vrijdag 17 juli 1998
Where Do The Children Play?
Where Do The Children Play?
Composer(s): Cat Stevens
Performer(s): Cat Stevens;
and various other artists
Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train
Switch on summer from a slot machine
yes, Get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything
I know we've come a long way
We're changing day to day
But tell me, where do the children play?
Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass
For your lorry loads pumping petrol gas
And you make them long, and you make them tough
But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can't get off
Oh, I know we've come a long way
We're changing day to day
But tell me, where do the children play?
Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air
But, will you keep on building higher
'til there's no more room up there?
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?
I know we've come a long way
We're changing day to day
But tell me, where do the children play?
Donderdag 16 juli 1998
Aleluya N° 5
Aleluya N° 5
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Llévame contigo a la cumbre más alta
para tentarme con mil ciudades
de oro y carne que pondré a tus pies
Aparta de mí tus labios
son puñales sus palabras traidoras
acércame todos sus besos
que me matan dulcemente en el silencio
Condéname por los siglos de los siglos
a vivir clavado a tu cuerpo apasionado
así podrán nuestras almas
redimiese de la condena eterna
Flagélame si merezco penitencia
somos la herida
mis llagas serán los surcos
que encauzarán tus iras
Ponme, si es nobleza lo que obliga
la corona de espinas
la sangre que mane de mis sueños
purificará tus pensamientos
Enjúgame el sudor y las lágrimas
con tu mirada
que quede eternamente en tus pupilas
grabado el rostro de quien más te amó
Si no supone una cruz sobre tus hombros
ayúdame a soportar este ingrávido peso
que me aferra al centro de tu gravedad
Expóliame, si el deseo te lo exige
desnúdame ante ti
te ofreceré mi cuerpo en sacrificio
de amor y muerte
Crucifícame, si no te tiembla el pulso
crucifícame; pero hazlo con los clavos
de tus ojos, con los golpes
de tu corazón
Recógeme en tu regazo cuando caiga
te lo suplico
junto a tu vientre consumado mi bien amada
te encomendaré mi espíritu
Aleluya
Donderdag 16 juli 1998
Where Do I Go From Here?
Where Do I Go From Here?
Composer(s): Parker McGee
Performer(s): Barry Manilow
Autumn days lying on a bed of leaves
Watching clouds up through the trees
You said our love was more than time
But it's colder now
The trees are bare and the nights are long
Can't get warm since you've been gone
I can't stop singing sad songs
Where do I go from here
Tell me where do I go from here
You said you'd take me through the years
So where do I go from here
Lover's plans like fallen leaves on windy days
Flutter past and they fly away
I thought I knew you oh so well
And I need you now
I need to feel you in the night
I need your smile so warm and bright
I wish my mind could let you go
Where do I go from here
Tell me where do I go from here
You said you'd take me through the years
So where do I go from here
Where do I go from here
Tell me where do I go from here
You said you'd take me through the years
So where do I go from here
You said that you'd take me through the years
So where do I go from here
Woensdag 15 juli 1998
Aleluya N° 1
Aleluya N° 1
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Aleluya nº1
Una lágrima en la mano
un suspiro muy cercano
una historia que termina
una piel que no respira
una nube desgarrada
una sangre derramada
aleluya
Gritos mudos que suplican
una tierra que palpita
la sonrisa de un recuerdo
la mentira de un te quiero
unos cuerpos que se anudan
una niña que pregunta
aleluya
Mil silencios de un olvido
un amor que se ha perdido
tres guirnaldas en el pelo
el aliento de unos besos
el perdón de los pecados
unos pies que están clavados
aleluya
La razón de la locura
una luz de luna oscura
unos ojos en la noche
una voz que no se oye
una llama que se apaga
una vida que se acaba
aleluya
Sombras sobre luces en la clara oscuridad
de este mundo absurdo que no sabe adónde va
aleluya, aleluya, aleluya
Una madre que amamanta
tengo seca la garganta
el color de un tiempo abierto
un mañana siempre incierto
el sudor en una frente
el dolor de aquella gente
aleluya
Una llaga que se cierra
una herida que se entierra
unos labios temblorosos
unos brazos calurosos
dos palabras en la arena
una ola se las lleva
aleluya
Un reloj con treinta horas
el cartel de No Funciona
una piedra en el vacío
otra piedra en el sentido
una lluvia en el alma
un incendio en las entrañas
aleluya
Unos pasos sin destino
por cuarenta mil caminos
un acorde disonante
nueve infiernos sin el Dante
unas flores en mi tumba
siempre nunca, nunca, nunca
aleluya
Sombras sobre luces en la clara oscuridad...
Woensdag 15 juli 1998
Theme From Love Story
Theme From Love Story ((aka Love Story (Where Do I Begin) (Tony Bennett) - 1970))
Composer(s): Francis Lai
First release by: Francis Lai & His Orch. - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Une Histoire D'amour (Mireille Mathieu)
1971 - Schicksalsmelodie (Andy Williams)
1971 - Love Story (Italian Version) (Patty Pravo)
1971 - Søker Etter Ord (Anne Lise Gjøstøl)
1972 - Historia De Amor (Berthina)
1972 - Love Story (Romanian Version) (Aurelian Andreescu)
2000 - Istoriya Lubvi (Nikolai Baskov)
2001 - La Llave Del Amor (Frank Galan)
2010 - Passione (Vanessa Calcagno)
Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me
Where do I start
With her first hello
She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine
There'd never be another love, another time
She came into my life and made the living fine
She fills my heart
She fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs , with wild imaginings
She fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely
With her around, who could be lonely
I reach for her hand-it's always there
How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I'll need her till the stars all burn away
And she'll be there
How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I'll need her till the stars all burn away
And she'll be there
Dinsdag 14 juli 1998
Aleluya Del Silencio
Aleluya Del Silencio
Composer(s): Maria Ostiz
Performer(s): Raphael; Maria Ostiz
Escuchar el aire
Cuando en la mañana azul
Todas las estrellas duermen
Al nacer la luz
Cuando el arco iris llora
Sólo el aire escuchareis
Llamas que no queman rezareis
Todo corre deprisa
Sin ver, nada ves ni de color
Nuestras manos sólo piden amor
Nuestras voces gritarán
Unidas siempre cantarán
Aleluya, aleluya
Aleluya, aleluya
Aleluya, aleluya
Aleluya, aleluya
Para los que sufren
Al otro lado del mar
Los niños que lloran
Sin saber porqué llorar
Para los que pasan hambre
Para los que tienen sed
Llamas que no queman
Salmos encendidos
Como lirios secos van
Sólo el campo verde crecerá
Todo corre deprisa
Sin ver, nada ves ni de color
Nuestras manos sólo piden amor
Nuestras voces gritarán
Unidas siempre cantarán
Dinsdag 14 juli 1998
Where Do Broken Hearts Go
Where Do Broken Hearts Go
Composer(s): Frank Williams; Chuck Jackson
Performer(s): Whitney Houston;
and various other artists
I know it's been some time
But there's something on my mind
You see, I haven't been the same
Since that cold November day...
We said we needed space
But all we found was an empty place
And the only thing I learned
Is that I need you desperately...
So here I am
And can you please tell me... oh
Chorus:
Where do broken hearts go
Can they find their way home
Back to the open arms
Of a love that's waiting there
And if somebody loves you
Won't they always love you
I look in your eyes
And I know that you still care, for me
I've been around enough to know
That dreams don't turn to gold
And that there is no easy way
No you just can't run away...
And what we have is so much more
Than we ever had before
And no matter how I try
You're always on my mind
chorus
And now that I am here with you
I'll never let you go
I look into your eyes
And now I know, now I know...
chorus
Maandag 13 juli 1998
Alejandra (Pedro Infante)
Alejandra
Composer(s): Enrique Mora
Performer(s): Pedro Infante
and multiple other artists
Eres tú
reina de mi amor
como un sueño azul
que a mi vida llegó
Te adoré
desde que te vi
mi alma te entregué
y por ti soy feliz
Oye mi cantar
mi corazón llamar al tuyo
déjame decirle que eres tú mi amor
mi obsesión, mi ilusión
déjame decir que yo por ti dejé mi orgullo
te quiero Alejandra con todo mi amor
Ya por ti
mi cielo es de arrebol
ya por ti
llevo en el alma un sol
Oye mi cantar
mi corazón llamar al tuyo
déjame decirle que eres tú mi amor
mi obsesión, mi ilusión
déjame decir que yo por ti dejé mi orgullo
te quiero Alejandra con todo mi amor
Te adoré
desde que te vi
mi alma te entregué
y por ti soy feliz
Maandag 13 juli 1998
Where Did You Get That Hat?
