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Les Anges Noirs


Les Anges Noirs
((Spanish Version: Angelitos Negros (by Celia Cruz))
Composer(s): Andres Eloy Blanco - Manuel Alvarez Maciste - Jacques Larue - Michael Jourdan
Performer(s): Dalida



Oh peintre qui peint les anges
Sur les vitraux des églises
Il est une chose étrange
Permets que je te le dise
Pourquoi peins-tu leurs visages
Avec toujours la peau blanche
L'enfant noir cherche une image
Qui serait un peu la sienne

Pourquoi, l'enfant ne voit-il pas
Un seul, rien qu'un seul ange noir
Qui pourrait lui permettre
De mieux prier le soir

Même si la vierge est pâle
Dessine un ange très sombre
Au ciel de la cathédrale
Que les couleurs se confondent

Crois-moi, bien qu'il soit d'autres cieux
Les hommes, qui ferment un soir les yeux
Pour le dernier voyage
Ont tous le même Dieu

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Day Of Silence


Day Of Silence
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): Pete Townshend



When you're feeling low
Try a day of silence
Take things very slow
Listen to the wireless
Never speak a sound
Sit up on the hedgerow
Watch the world go round
Peace will let your mind go

When you've had a row
Sit alone say nothing
It's really funny how
You quickly see that something
Wonderful and warm
Lies between each second
In every side and out
Eternity will beckon

You and me
We are part of a single soul
And one day we will know we're one
Sit and listen the word will come
There is nothing beneath the sun
That we can't realize
And one peaceful night
Will remind us that it's alright
And we'll figure we owe it all
To one life of silence

Whispers will emerge
Proud against the thunder
The wind hiss precious words
Erase our problems rumble
Watch a speckled fawn
Hear it crash like seaspray
Someone sees it all
We will meet him someday

When you're feeling low
Try a day of silence
Take things very slow
Maybe listen to the wireless

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What Am I Gonna Do (I'm So in Love With You)


What Am I Gonna Do (I'm So in Love With You)
Composer(s): Tony Brock - Jay Davis - Rod Stewart
Performer(s): Rod Stewart



Can I tell you what you mean to me
You're essential as the air I breathe
Almost impossible to believe that you're mine
You're like weekends all year long
under a hot Jamaican sun
You are a winner at a hundred to one
yes you are

Something you've got is something I need right now
You don't have to prove it no more
I'm down on my bended knees honey

What am I gonna do I'm so in love with you
What am I gonna say if ever you go away

One in a million oh so rare
a nightingale in Barkley Square
and baby I ain't goin' nowhere without you
You are the goal that wins the game
the very last bus home in the rain
You're like rock and roll and champagne
all in one

Something you've got is something I need right now
Let's not mess around any more
I'm down on my bended knees honey

What am I gonna do I'm so in love with you
What am I gonna say if ever you go away
What am I gonna do I'm so in love with you
What am I gonna say if ever you go away

I'll be a sleek one of a kind
and so difficult to define
I could drink a case of you any time

The Sistine Chapel and the Eiffel Tower
a national anthem an April shower
tomorrow's fashion and now I've found you
I'm complete

Something you've got is something I need right now
You don't have to prove it no more
I'm down on my bended knees honey

What am I gonna do I'm so in love with you
What am I gonna say if ever you go away

I'm like a schoolboy in your hands
I wanna get up and sing and dance
You see one hell of a happy man standing here

Individually quite unique
You really swept me off my feet
and baby you look oh so neat
with nothing on

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Day Of Celebration


Day Of Celebration
Composer(s): Tony Lindsay; Carlos Santana; C. Thompson
Performer(s): Santana



Freedom, freedom
Get up stand up, let’s celebrate

Freedom, talking about freedom
This is the time for redemption

Freedom, don’t you want freedom for everybody
This is the time for liberation

Freedom, don’t you want freedom for your children
This is the day of celebration

Let’s celebrate, I said let’s celebrate, we’re gonna celebrate
Celebrate, oh yeah

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Angelita Huenuman


Angelita Huenuman
Composer(s): Victor Jara
Performer(s): Inti-Illimani
and multiple other artists



En el valle de Pocuno
donde rebota el viento del mar
donde la lluvia cria musgos
vive Angelita Huenuman

Entre el mañio de los “huallas”
el avellano y el pitran
entre el aroma de las chiclas
vive Angelita Huenuman

Cuidada por cinco perros
un hijo que dejo el amor
sencilla como su chacrita
el mundo gira alrededor

La sangre roja de copihue
corre en sus venas Huenenuman
junto a la luz de una ventana
teje Anelita su vida

Sus manos bailan en la hebra
como alitas de chincol
es un milagro como teje
hasta el aroma de la flor

En sus telares, Angelita
hay tiempo, lagrimas y sudor
estan las manos ignoradas
de este mi pueblo creador

Despues de meses de trabajo
el chamal busca comprador
y como parajaro enjaulado
canta para el mejor postor

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Day Is Done


Day Is Done
French Title: Mon Enfant
Composer(s): Peter Yarrow
Performer(s): Peter, Paul and Mary



Tell me why you're crying, my son
I know you're frightened, like everyone
Is it the thunder in the distance you fear?
Will it help if I stay very near?
I am here

(Refrain)
And if you take my hand my son
All will be well when the day is done
And if you take my hand my son
All will be well when the day is done
Day is done, day is done, day is done, day is done

Do you ask why I'm sighing, my son?
You shall inherit what mankind has done
In a world filled with sorrow and woe
If you ask me why this is so, I really don't know

(Refrain)

Tell me why you're smiling my son
Is there a secret you can tell everyone?
Do you know more than men that are wise?
Can you see what we all must disguise
through your loving eyes?

(Refrain)

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Don't Look Any Further


Don't Look Any Further
Composer(s): Franne Golde - Duane Hitchings - Dennis Lambert
Performer(s): Dennis Edwards & Siedah Garrett



Someone to count on in a world ever changing
here I am, stop where you standing
what you need is a lover, someone to take over
oh girl don't look any further

Strange when you think of the chances
that we've both been in a state of mind
too cool to be careless, looking for the right thing.
Oh baby don't look any further

Tonight (tonight) we're gonna taste a little paradise
rockin` all night long
Rockin` all night long
Daylight (daylight) I`ll still be looking in your heavenly eyes

Oh we rocked on and on and on

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further
Don't you look no furhter
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don't look any further

Someone to count on (someone to count on) in a world ever changing
here I am, stop where you standing
what you need is a lover (you need a lover)
to love you all over (love you all over)
Oh baby don`t look any further (further)

Tonight (tonight) we're gonna taste a little paradise
rock you night long, rock me all night long
Daylight (daylight) I`ll still be looking in your heavenly eyes

We'll go on and on and on

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further
Don't you look no furhter
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don't look any further ...

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Day In, Day Out


Day In, Day Out
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Rube Bloom
Performer(s): Bob Crosby
and various other artists



Day in, day out
The same old hoodoo follows me about
The same old pounding in my heart whenever I think of you
And, darling, I think of you
Day in and day out

Day out, day in
I needn't tell you how my days begin
When I awake, I awaken with a tingle
One possibility in view
That possibility of maybe seeing you

Come rain, come shine
I meet you and to me the day is fine
Then I kiss your lips
And the pounding becomes
The ocean's roar
A thousand drums
Can't you see it's love
Can there be any doubt
When there it is
Day in, day out

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Angelique (Kenny Loggins)


Angelique
Composer(s): Eva Ein - Kenny Loggins
Performer(s): Kenny Loggins



From the time that I wake to the time that I rise, she's a lover and so am I
But the lady loves her passion more than me
When I'm under her spell, then I know very well, how her magic can mystify
And the lady leaves her lovers in ecstasy
She's young, but she's wise, and the heaven in her eyes at half a glance
Is as much as a man can see
But she'll never really love any more than any other lover in her life
And you'll come to know the devil in Angelique
For a moment it seems I'm a part of her dreams
And she loves like she's hypnotized
While she hides inside the man she's made of me
And then just when I've found her, her visions surround her
And I'll never fill her eyes, but I wonder who in hell the young girl sees
And she moans, and she sighs, and you search inside her eyes
But all you find is a man who can never be
And you wonder if she'll ever discover that the devil could never set her free
She's young, but she's wise, and the heaven in her eyes at half a glance
Is as much as any man can see
And you'll never really lose any more than any other lover has lost in her life
When you've come to know the devil in Angelique
And you'll come to know the devil in Angelique
And you'll learn to love the devil

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Day For Decision


Day For Decision
Composer(s): Allen N. Peltier
Performer(s): Johnny Sea



The other day I heard someone say
You know, America is in real trouble
It's true
Old Glory has never fallen so close to the earth
Our embassies are being stoned
Our diplomats are often in fear for their lives
And we're involved in a half-dozen nameless, winless conflicts
spilling American blood on foreign soil
Our young men are dying for ideals
that don't seem to mean too much to Americans anymore

The truth is America's real trouble doesn't lie in the rice paddies of Vietnam
in the masses of Red China, or in the diabolical intrigues to the south of us
The real trouble lies in the playgrounds of St. Louis
the hillside mansions of San Francisco, and in the slums of Chicago
A disease which is slowly eating away at the heart of America
lives in the small southern towns, the fishing villages of New England
and in the hot dusty streets of the midwest

This is the age of the American cynic
The year of the unbeliever
The day of doubt
We've killed all the sacred cows and destroyed all the images
And there's nothing left to respect
Old fashioned love of God, country, and family is passé
We stare at our shoelaces when they play the national anthem
We wouldn't want to be seen at a political rally or a town hall meeting
And we don't want to be caught with our eyes closed during public prayers
We've decided the only way to get into public office is to buy it
Our heroes are the fast guys who get away with things
Patriotism, the old hand-over-the-heart
flag-waving singing patriotism has been condemned
Think about this
Patriotism
When you tear away the fancy phrases and crepe paper, it's plain and simple pride
I'ts a new car-prettier girl-bigger house sort of pride in country
Somewhere along the way we've lost it
Our form of government is the same
We still say America stands for the same things
But next time you're at a party, ask someone to sing American the Beautiful
and see what happens

The basic ideals and structure of America haven't changed
We have
You and me
Our enemies know it
They've seen the newsreels of the discontented marching around the capitol
They've distorted and blown up our mistakes
They've been putting steel wedges in the cracks in our wall of solidarity
The new idea is: Don't attack America
wear it down gradually till it eventually falls under the weight of its own corruption
And did you know, it's working?

This sneering complacency
once stamped out by the bloody feet of a tattered Continental Army in 1776
once drowned beneath the keel of the U.S.S. Arizona in Pearl Harbor Bay
has risen again
This deadly "Let George do it" attitude lights the way
for the Vietcong in the swampy jungles of Vietnam
This "Better red than dead" cancer is more feared by the American soldier
than all the communist mortar shells
It kills the vitality and spirit of America
Democracy is a frail and fragile instrument
Made of hope, prayer, and Yankee ingenuity
It is held together by a fourth-of-July flag-waving patriotism
And we've almost exhausted our supply of it
Try this test
Lift your eyes to a flag, then sing out as loud as you can
that old out-worn antiquated freedom hymn you learned so many years ago

For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America
America
God shed His grace on thee

Now if you feel a little pride welling up inside of you
if you feel a little mist in your eye
then, thank God for you, mister, you're still an American!

America, America
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea

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De Letter Van De Wet


De Letter Van De Wet
Composer(s): Kris de Bruyne
Performer(s): Kris de Bruyne



Droom je eigen dromen bij mekaar
als een daad van verzet
droom je dromen regelrecht
tegen de letter van de wet

Schrijf je eigen dagboek bij mekaar
met alle letters van het alfabet
keer op keer krijg je het mes
tegen de keel gezet

Teken je eigen wereld bij mekaar
je eigen prentenkabinet
zo onderteken je direct
de laatste aktes van de wet

Je zoent je grote liefdes bij mekaar
leest ze verhalen voor in bed
veel te veel wereld, te veel tijd
volgens de letter van de wet

Droom je eigen dromen bij mekaar
als een daad van verzet
droom je dromen regelrecht
tegen de letter van de wet
krijg je een kogel door het hoofd
da's naar de letter van de wet

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Day Dream


Day Dream
Composer(s): Duke Ellington; John Latouche; Billy Strayhorn
Originally performed by: Johnny Hodges
Covered by various other artists



Funny the way that I feel now
Can't keep my feet on the ground
Everything seems unreal now
When you're not around

Day dream, why do you haunt me so
Deep in a rosy glow
The face of my love you show

Day dream, I walk along on air
Building a castle there
For me and my love to share

Don't know the time
Lordy, I'm in a daze
Sun in the sky
While I moon around, feeling hazy

Day dream, don't break my reverie
Until I find that he
Is daydreaming just like me

Don't know the time
Lordy, I'm in a daze
Sun in the sky
While I moon around, feeling hazy

Day dream, don't break my reverie
Until I find that he
Is daydreaming just like me

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Angeline


Angeline
Composer(s): Dickey Betts - Johnny Cobb - Mike Lawler
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band



Ridin' in a long gray limousine
Sittin' in a pair of hundred dollar jeans
Tryin' to talk sense to a rock'n'roll queen
Damn, best kinda livin' anybody ever seen
Oh, Angeline

Chorus

Lookin' at the bright lights, searchin' for the sliver screen
I never seen a woman who could look so good, and be so doggone mean
Yeah
Oh, midnight struttin' in New York City
Midnight woman, she is lookin' so pretty
Her little heart beat in rhythm with the world
She used to be her mama's little girl
Hey, hey Angeline

Chorus

Whoa, just a game that she loves to play
leavin' broken hearts all along the way
She's got friends that she ain't never used
She's winnin' now but she's bound to lose
Oh, Angeline

Chorus

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Day By Day


Day By Day
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Axel Stordahl; Paul Weston
Performer(s): Jo Stafford
and various other artists



Day by day I'm falling more in love with you
And day by day my love seems to grow
There isn't any end to my devotion
It's deeper dear by far than any ocean

I find that day by day you're making all my dreams come true
So come what may I want you to know
I'm yours alone, and I'm in love to stay
As we go through the years day by day

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I Am (Barbara Dex & Tom Helsen)


I Am
Performer(s): Barbara Dex & Tom Helsen



I'm giving in
I'm changing course
And you want love
yeah, love of course
but I don't seem to have
a grip on you at all

Set it up
I will be there
with open eyes
and eyes will stare
I can't believe that
I am too afraid to look

Because
I am
and you are
so scared of who we are
I am
and you are
afraid of what might happen if we part

I move too fast
my hart says no
it only stops to say hello
and then I realise you're in for something more

Set it up
I will be there
A change of heart
well I don't care
I only think about the consequences now

Because
I am
and you are
so scared of who we are
I am
and you are
afraid of what might happen if we part
afraid of what might happen if we part

I am useless
I am right
I am useless

Because
I am
and you are
so scared of who we are
I am
and you are
afraid of what might happen if we part
afraid of what might happen if we part

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Day After Day (It's Slippin' Away)


Day After Day (It's Slippin' Away)
Composer(s): Tommy Reynolds; Stuart Margolin; Jerry Riopelle
Performer(s): Shango



Day after day, more people come to L.A.
Ssh! Don't you tell anybody the whole place is slipping away
Where can we go when there's no San Francisco?
Ssh! Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho

Do you know the swim? You better learn quick, Jim
Those who don't know how to swim, better sing the hymn
Tuna at the bowl. Fine fillet o' much soul
Whoo! Whoo! What can we do with a bushel of wet gold?

Day after day, more people come to L.A.
Ssh! Don't you tell anybody the whole place is slipping away
Where can we go when there's no San Francisco?
Ssh! Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho

Where can we go when there's no San Diego?
Ssh! Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho

Do you know the swim? You better learn quick, Jim
Those who don't know how to swim, better sing the hymn
Tuna at the bowl. Fine fillet o' much soul
Whoo! Whoo! What can we do with a bushel of wet gold?

Day after day, more people come to L.A.
Ssh! Don't you tell anybody the whole place is slipping away
Where can we go when there's no San Francisco?
Ssh! Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho
Better get ready to tie up the boat in Idaho
(repeat)

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Angelina/Zooma Zooma


Angelina/Zooma Zooma
Composer(s): Pablo Citorello - Doris Fisher - Louis Prima - Allan Roberts
Performer(s): Louis Prima



I eat antipasta twice
just because she is so nice
Angelina
Angelina
the waitress at the pizzeria

I eat zuppa and minestrone
just to be with her alone
Angelina
Angelina
the waitress at the pizzeria

Ti voglio bene
Angelina I adore you
Ti voglio bene
Angelina I live for you
E un passione
You have set my heart on fire
But Angelina
never listens to my song

I eat antipasta twice
just because she is so nice
Angelina
Angelina
the waitress at the pizzeria

If she'll be a my cara mia
then I'll join in matrimony
with a girl who serves spumoni
and Angelina will be mine

C'e' la luna 'n mezzo 'u mare
Mamma mia me maritari
Figghia mia a cu te dari?
Mamma mia pensaci tu
Si ci dugnu li musicanti
iddu va, iddu veni
sempre lu strumento ne manu teni
Si ci pigghia 'a fantasia
lu strumento a figghia mia

O mamma, zooma zooma baccala
O mamma, zooma zooma baccala
o mamma, zooma zooma baccala
zooma zooma zooma zooma
zooma baccala

C'e' la luna 'n mezzo 'u mare
Mamma mia me maritari
Figghia mia a cu te dari?
Mamma mia pensaci tu
Si ci dugnu pisciaiolu
iddu va, iddu veni
sempre baccala ne manu teni
Si ci pigghia 'a fantasia
baccala a figghia mia

O mamma...

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Day After Day (Badfinger)


Day After Day Composer(s): William Daniel Collins - Michael George Gibbins - J.C. Molland - Peter William Ham - Thomas Evans First release by: Badfinger - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists



I remember finding out about you
Every day my mind is all around you
Looking out from my lonely room, day after day
Bring it home, maybe someday soon
I give my love to you
I remember holding you while you sleep
Every day I feel the tears the tears that you weep
Looking out of my lonely gloom, day after day
Bring it home, maybe someday soon
I give my love to you ......
Looking out of my lonely room, day after day
Bring it home, maybe someday soon
I give my love to you
I remembert finding out about you
Every day my mind is all around you
Looking out from my lonely room, day after day
Bring it home, maybe someday soon
I give my love to you

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I Can Hear Your Heartbeat


I Can Hear Your Heartbeat
Composer(s): Chris Rea
Performer(s): Chris Rea; Paul Cotton; Seppo Valjakka



In the silence of the side street
In the whisper of the night
From the darkness of the empty hours
To the early morning light
From the hustle down on main street
With all it's lights so bright
To the trucker on the highway
Pressing through the night

I can hear your heartbeat
I can hear your heartbeat
Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
To me

And I'm sailing on your wind song
Oh, I can feel the summer breeze
You've got me walking on my tiptoes
You've got me standing on my knees
From the mills way down in Pittsburgh
To the clubs of gay Paris
Ah, no matter where I roam, girl
You can always get to me

I can hear your heartbeat
I can hear your heartbeat
Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
To me

We got freezing Coca-Cola
We got anything you want
I moving on that back beat
Girl, but it's you that sings the song

'Cos I can hear your heartbeat
I can hear your heartbeat
The sound of you is so sweet
To me

Oh I still hear your heartbeat
Yea I still hear your heartbeat
Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
To me

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Dawn's Highway


Dawn's Highway
Composer(s): Jim Morrison
Performer(s): The Doors



Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a
grandmother and a grandfather - were driving through
the desert, at dawn, and a truck load of Indian
workers had either hit another car, or just - I don't
know what happened - but there were Indians scattered
all over the highway, bleeding to death

So the car pulls up and stops
That was the first time I tasted fear
I musta' been about four - like a child is like a flower
his head is just floating in the breeze, man
The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking back
is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead Indians...
maybe one or two of 'em...were just running around freaking out
and just leaped into my soul
And they're still in there

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.

Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth if a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Blood on the rise, it's following me

Indian, Indian what did you die for?
Indian says, nothing at all

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