Maandag 16 september 2002
Atlantic Avenue
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Maandag 16 september 2002
Dominiek
Dominiek
((English & French Versions: Dominic (Jeannine Deckers); Dominique (Jeannine Deckers))
Composer(s): Jeannine Deckers
Performer(s): Jeannine Deckers (aka Zuster Glimlach)
Dominieke, ‘nieke, ‘nieke
Trok eenvoudig erop uit
Gods naam bezong hij luid
Iedere stad en ieder oord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Jarenlang waren er in Frankrijk d’al die grenzen zeer verspreid
En Dominicus onze vader trok toen tegen hen te strijd
Dominieke, ‘nieke, ‘nieke
Trok eenvoudig erop uit
Gods naam bezong hij luid
Iedere stad en ieder oord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Op een keer stapte hij zingend blootvoets door de distels heen
En zijn gids het was een ketter werd daardoor bekeerd meteen
Dominieke, ‘nieke, ‘nieke
Trok eenvoudig erop uit
Gods naam bezong hij luid
Iedere stad en ieder oord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Zonder paard of diligence trekt hij zo Europa door
Scandinavië, Provence, en zijn armoe gaat hem voor
Dominieke, ‘nieke, ‘nieke
Trok eenvoudig erop uit
Gods naam bezong hij luid
Iedere stad en ieder oord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Jongens, meisjes vol van geest blijft luisteren naar dit nieuw geluid
En zo vond dan ook Dominicus toen de predikheren uit
Dominieke, ‘nieke, ‘nieke
Trok eenvoudig erop uit
Gods naam bezong hij luid
Iedere stad en ieder oord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Op een dag zaten Dominicus en zijn broeders zonder brood
Toen een groep van stralend’ engelen verse broden hen aanbood
Dominieke, ‘nieke, ‘nieke
Trok eenvoudig erop uit
Gods naam bezong hij luid
Iedere stad en ieder oord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
In zijn dromen zag Dominicus alle predikers der aard
Beschermd door Marias mantel hadden zij zich daar vergaard
Dominieke, ‘nieke, ‘nieke
Trok eenvoudig erop uit
Gods naam bezong hij luid
Iedere stad en ieder oord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Hoort van hem alleen Gods woord
Oh Dominicus, goede vader, houdt ons blij, eenvoudig, fris
Om het mensdom aan te tonen wat het ware leven is
Zondag 15 september 2002
Atlanta's Burning Down
Atlanta's Burning Down
Composer(s): Billy Ray Reynolds
First recording/First release by: Dickey Betts & Great South - 1977/1978
I left my home in Georgia
In May of sixty-three
I come here to Virginia
To fight for General Lee
But I can't fight this mornin'
I must be southward bound
My Jenny's in Atlanta
And Atlanta's burnin' down
Gettysburg to Richmond
I fought long and hard
Not far away in Georgia
Sherman's in my own backyard
So I'm leavin' here this mornin'
Even if they shoot me down
My Jenny's in Atlanta
And Atlanta's burnin' down
Atlanta's burnin' down
Atlanta's burnin' down
Jenny's in Atlanta
And Atlanta's burnin' down
Atlanta's burnin' down
Oh, Atlanta's burnin' down
Jenny's in Atlanta
And Atlanta's burnin' down
Zondag 15 september 2002
Dominic (Elvis Presley)
Dominic
Composer(s): Sid Wayne - Ben Weisman
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Dominic
Dominic, Dominic why are you stallin'
Don't you hear love callin' to you
Moo, moo, move your little foot do
Dominic, Dominic pick one of them ticker
There's acres and acres to choose
Oh, oh, only a fool would refuse
I, I, If I had your trouble
Life would be double good sweet
There'd be no grass growin' under my feet
Listen Dominic, Dominic when will you hunger
You ain't gettin' younger my friend
Love, love, love 'em all right to the end
I, I, I can't understand you, leavin' them beauties forlorn
It's time to take the old bull by the horn
Come on Dominic, Dominic, they're itchin' and twitchin'
Better start pickin' some woo
Moo, moo, move your little foot do!
Zaterdag 14 september 2002
A-Tisket, A-Tasket
A-Tisket, A-Tasket
Composer(s): Van Alexander - Ella Fitzgerald
Performer(s): Ella Fitzgerald
and multiple other artists
A-tisket a-tasket
A brown-and-yellow basket
I sent a letter to my mommie
On the way I dropped it
I dropped it, I dropped it
Yes, on the way I dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And put it in her pocket
She was truckin' on down the avenue
With not a single thing to do
She went peck, peck, peckin' all around
When she spied it on the ground
She took it, she took it
My little yellow basket
And if she doesn't bring it back
I think that I will die
A-tisket a-tasket
I lost my yellow basket
And if that girlie don’t return it
Don’t know what I’ll do
Oh dear I wonder where my basket could be
(So do we, So do we, So do we, So do we, So do we)
Oh gee I wish that little girl I could see
(So do we, So do we, So do we, So do we, So do we)
Oh why was I so careless with that basket of mine
That itty-bitty basket was a joy of mine
A-tisket a-tasket
I lost my yellow basket
Won’t someone help me find my basket
And make me happy again
(Was it green?) No, no, no, no
(Was it red?) No, no, no, no
(Was it blue?) No, no, no, no
Just a little yellow basket
A little yellow basket
Zaterdag 14 september 2002
Domingo Rojo
Domingo Rojo
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Este domingo es
especial domingo
la vida me colmó de
actividad
hoy todos los relojes
sonaron a las cinco
la paja es un trajín que
viene y va
Hay sorbos de café en
la madrugada
y toses de motores a
las seis
hay risas y pañuelos
antes de la mañana
hay voluntad de hacer
amanecer
Domingo
que buen pretexto das
para cantarte
todo ha comenzado a
sludarme
y parece como si la
tierra fértil me esperase
¡oh! domingo
Domingo
callé donde el sol puso
residencia
amor que sigue
haciendo de
herramienta
y ensancha las
ventanas y las puertas
Domingo
es como si no me
quedaran penas
como si fuera siempre
primavera
como si la sed humana
no supiese de
fronteras
¡oh! domingo
Domingo
verás crecer la vida
con mis manos
cuando acaricie el
sueño que yo amo
y el tiempo sea un
domingo enamorado
¡oh! Domingo
Vrijdag 13 september 2002
Ate Segunda Feira
Ate Segunda Feira
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Gilberto Puente
Sei que a noite inteira eu vou cantar
Até segunda-feira
Quando volto a trabalhar, morena
Sei que não preciso me inquietar
Até sefundo aviso
Você prometeu me amar
Por isso eu conto
A quem encontro
Pela rua
Que meu samba é seu amigo
Que a minha casa é sua
Que meu peito é seu abrigo
Meu trabalho, seu sossego
Seu abraço, meu emprego
Quando chego no meu lar, morena
Vrijdag 13 september 2002
Domingo E' Pobre
Domingo E' Pobre
Composer(s): Horacio Guarany
Performer(s): Horacio Guarany
Pa' qué habrán hecho el domingo
tan solo pa' verme triste
domingo e' pobre y sin perro
pa' dirme a toriar al pueblo
pa' qué habrán hecho el domingo
sólo pa' verme llorar
Los gurisitos descalzos
me miran porque hace frío
yo también estoy mirando
y el corazón va llorando
Pa' un litro vino e' vino me alcanza
el vino me hace olvidar
Jornal rural que no alcanza
ni pa' encordar la guitarra
pa' colmo, el oscuro pampa
se me anda poniendo viejo
Pa' un litro e' vino me alcanza
el vino me hace olvidar
Pa' qué habrán hecho el domingo
sólo pa' verme llorar...
Donderdag 12 september 2002
Até Pensei
Até Pensei
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and multiple other artists
Junto à minha rua havia um bosque
Que um muro alto proibia
Lá todo balão caia
Toda maçã nascia
E o dono do bosque nem via
Do lado de lá tanta aventura
E eu a espreitar na noite escura
A dedilhar essa modinha
A felicidade
Morava tão vizinha
Que, de tolo
Até pensei que fosse minha
Junto a mim morava a minha amada
Com olhos claros como o dia
Lá o meu olhar vivia
De sonho e fantasia
E a dono dos olhos nem via
Do lado de lá tanta ventura
E eu a esperar pela ternura
Que a a enganar nuca me via
Eu andava pobre
Tão pobre de carinho
Que, de tolo
Até pensei que fosse minha
Toda a dor da vida
Me ensinou essa modinha
Que, de tolo
Até pensei que fosse minha
Donderdag 12 september 2002
Domani (Georges Guétarny)
Domani
((English Version: Domani (Tomorrow) (Julius LaRosa) - 1955))
Composer(s): Ulpio Minucci - Eddy Marnay
Performer(s): Georges Guétarny
On s'aimera ce soir ou bien domani
On s'aimera ce soir ou bien demain
Que tu m'appelles Jean ou bien Giovanni
C'est toi qui tiens domani dans tes mains
Tu souris et Paris devient Napoli
Tu me dis les douceurs d'Italie
Que se disaient ton père et ta mère
Et tutt i paesani
Tous les amants d'hier et de domani
Et demain des anneaux pour unir nos mains
Nous ferons la joie des carillons
Et tu verras ton père et ta mère
Et tutt i paesani
Ouvrir le bal de notre amour domani
On s'aimera ce soir ou bien domani
On s'aimera ce soir ou bien demain
L'amour battra des mains ou bien des "mani"
Quand tu mettras tes "mani" dans tes mains
On s'aimera ce soir ou bien domani
On s'aimera ce soir ou bien demain
L'amour battra des mains ou bien des "mani"
Quand tu mettras tes "mani" dans mes mains
C'est ainsi qu'à Paris ou à Napoli
Notre amour grandira chaque jour
Entouré de ton père ta mère
Et tutti nos bambini
Nous chanterons avec la vie domani
Domani, domani, domani
Woensdag 11 september 2002
Até O Fim
Até O Fim
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Ney Matogrosso
Quando nasci veio um anjo safado
O chato dum querubim
E decretou que eu tava predestinado
A ser errado assim
Já de saída a minha estrada entortou
Mas vou até o fim
Inda garoto deixei de ir à escola
Cassaram meu boletim
Não sou ladrão, eu não sou bom de bola
Nem posso ouvir clarim
Um bom futuro é o que jamais me esperou
Mas vou até o fim
Eu bem que tenho ensaiado um progresso
Virei cantor de festim
Mamão contou que eu faço um bruto sucesso
Em Quixeramobim
Não sei como o maracatu começou
Mas vou até o fim
Por conta de umas questões paralelas
Quebraram meu bandolim
Não querem mais ouvir as minhas mazelas
E a minha voz chinfrim
Criei barriga, minha mula empacou
Mas vou até o fim
Não tem cigarro, acabou minha renda
Deu praga no meu capim
Minha mulher fugiu com o dono da venda
O que será de mim?
Eu já nem lembro pronde mesmo que vou
Mas vou até o fim
Como já disse era um anjo safado
O chato dum querubim
Que decretou que eu tava predestinado
A ser todo ruim
Já de saída minha estrada entortou
Mas vou até o fim
Woensdag 11 september 2002
Domani (Julius LaRosa)
Domani (Tomorrow)
((French Version: Domani (Georges Guétarny))
Composer(s): Ulpio Minucci - Tony Velona
Performer(s): Julius LaRosa - 1955
Maybe you'll fall in love with me Domani
Maybe tomorrow night the sun will shine
I'll change my name from Johnny to Giovanni
If you will say Domani, you'll be mine
Come to me, Senorina from Italy
Hear my plea and I'll hire the hall
All your Uncles and Aunts
And Ma and Pa and your Paisani
They all agree that we should wed Domani
You are so super duper bravissimo
Don't say no or my poor heart you'll break
'Cause your Uncles and Aunts
And your Ma and Pa and your Paisani
They all agree that we should wed, Domani
Dinsdag 10 september 2002
Ataidi (Las Flores De La Vida)
Ataidi (Las Flores De La Vida)
Composer(s): Francisco Repilado
Performer(s): Compay Segundo
Las Flores de la vida que lindas son
tarde o temprano llegan a tu lado
con su esplendor
No las desprecies
ya que han llegado con su calor
a vivificar la fuente de tu inspiración
Que linda es la vida
que lindo es el amor
Que linda es la vida
que lindo es el amor
Dinsdag 10 september 2002
Domani (Lucio Dalla)
Domani
Composer(s): Lucio Dalla - Laurex
Performer(s): Lucio Dalla
Dovevo essere un cretino come te
per stare a bocca aperta ad ascoltarti
parlare tutto il giorno malissimo di te
e la notte uscire fuori per cercarti
lo so perché tu sei dentro di me
e so che tu sei più forte di me
perché ci vuole solo un cretino come me
per stare ancora qui a telefonarti
e a farsi fare tutto il male che mi fai
solo perché mi piace perdonarti
perché tu sei, tu sei dentro di me
e poi tu sei molto più forte di me
E' la verità
ma come si fa
dove saremo io e te
domani domani
saremo ancora così lontani
ci annuseremo da lontano come i cani, i cani
proprio come due bambini io e te, oh oh io e te, oh oh io e te
va bene allora adesso dimmi cosa fai
potremmo fare in modo di incontrarci
basta solo che mi dici stasera dove vai
che ci vediamo chissà se hai il coraggio di guardarmi
perchè, io so che sai che son dentro di te
e oh vedrai son più forte di te
E' la verità
ed ecco come si fa
ecco cosa saremo io e te
domani domani
saremo nuvole nel cielo
così almeno non saremo più lontani lontani
e quando il vento lo vorrà ci incontreremo ci troveremo
io e te domani io e te...........
Maandag 9 september 2002
Atado A Un Sentimiento
Atado A Un Sentimiento
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Te quiero, te extraño
nada es igual al ayer
oh oh oh nada, oh no
Te espero, te deseo
como una roca espera al mar
te necesito oh, oh
Y vivo atado
a un sentimiento carnal
atado a tu luna, oh no
Yo puedo tocar el fuego
puedo hasta quemarme entero
no me pidas que te deje de amar
Te llevo clavada
como una espina en mi costado
entrando despacio, oh no
y quiero que sepas
que eso está planeado por amor
un poco de amor, nada más
puedo arrastarme a tu puerta
puedo hacer que estés despierta
las mil y una noches porque estoy
atado a un sentimiento
solo estoy atado a un sentimiento
y vivo atado
a un sentimiento
y vivo atado
a un sentimiento
Maandag 9 september 2002
Dom Har Glömt
Dom Har Glömt
Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog - Bosse Carlgren
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Äntligen hemma hos mig igen
Efter månader på hotell
Och allt jag har med mig är min värkande kropp
Och en flaska som jag tömt
Jag sjöng mina sånger i parkerna
Och nån enstaka krog nån kväll
Som jag gjort alla år sen mitt namn stod på topp
Men det har dom redan glömt
Dom har glömt, att dom sände mig röda rosor
Dom har glömt, att dom aldrig lät mig gå
Dom har glömt, dom har glömt mig för nån annan
Men hur ska dom förstå
Jag älskar dem ändå
Och jag har inte glömt
Förr var jag van att dom kom till mig
Med en penna och block i hand
Var van att få känna mig betydelsefull
Men nu är den tiden slut
Namnen byts ut på affischerna
Och på plattornas konvolut
Och efter en tid har man glömt vad där stod
Och hur dom som sjöng såg ut
Dom har glömt, att dom sände mig röda rosor
Dom har glömt, att dom aldrig lät mig gå
Dom har glömt, dom har glömt mig för nån annan
Men hur ska dom förstå
Jag älskar dem ändå
Och jag har inte glömt
Äntligen hemma hos mig igen
Lite trött och besviken, men
Så länge jag kan, så länge jag är vid liv
Gör jag om den här turnén
Jag sjöng mina sånger i parkerna
För publiken invid entrén
En underbar stund, men sen gick dom förstås
När det började på scen
Dom har glömt, att dom sände mig röda rosor
Dom har glömt, att dom aldrig lät mig gå
Dom har glömt, dom har glömt mig för nån annan
Men hur ska dom förstå
Jag älskar dem ändå
Och jag har inte glömt
Zondag 8 september 2002
At War With The World
At War With The World
Performer(s): Foreigner
Never had no need
For any military aid
And I never took charge of the light brigade
I got no castle to defend or attack
But still I seem to be picking up flack
I am the captain of this body of mine
I'll send fear into the enemy lines
On the ground, in the air or at sea
They're all pointing a finger at me
I'm at war with the world
That's the way it must be
I'll fight while I can
To put an end to this misery
I'm at war with the world
I'll have to fight to be free
Yes I'm at war with the world
Nobody's capturing me
Never have no need
For any military aid
Never took charge of the light brigade
I got no castle to defend or attack
But still I seem to be picking up flack
War with the world, with the world
I'll have to fight to be be free
Yes I'm at war with the world, with the world
Nobody's capturing me
War with the world
What do they want from me?
War with the world
Why don't they let me be?
Zondag 8 september 2002
Dom De Iludir
Dom De Iludir
Composer(s): Caetano Veloso
Performer(s): Caetano Veloso
and multiple other artists
Não me venha falar na malícia de toda mulher
Cada um sabe a dor e a delícia de ser o que é
Não me olhe como se a polícia andasse atrás de mim
Cale a boca
E não cale na boca notícia ruim
Você sabe explicar
Você sabe entender, tudo bem
Você está
Você é
Você faz
Você quer
Você tem
Você diz a verdade
E a verdade é o seu dom de iludir
Como pode querer que a mulher vá viver sem mentir
Zaterdag 7 september 2002
When You're Twenty-One
When You're Twenty-One
Composer(s): Claude King
Performer(s): Claude King
As I look around me at unfamiliar faces
My mind goes back to my boyhood days
And the lust and the crazy far off places
Oh the simple country boy to a life of disgrace
I was raised on a farm way down in Louisiana
Down where the sweet magnolias grow
Just me and Mud and mama and papa
Little blue eyed Judy who lived down the road
I got Judy in trouble in the early days of summer
Oh she and mama cried and begged me not to go
Later on someone told me Mud and Judy got married
And they had a little girl with hair shining gold
I drank and I gambled and I knew many women
I lived too fast for a boy just 21
And then one night I shot a man in Reno
The very first time I had ever fired a gun
Mud came to see me last Sunday morning
He said Judy and the baby were waiting outside
His eyes filled with tears when I asked about mama
He said mama's heart's been broken
She just laid down and died
I hear a cell door open, soon it will be over
I'll have to pay for the wrongs I have done
To Mud and Judy and mama and papa
And I'll hope you'll remember this when you're 21
And I'll hope you'll remember this when you're 21
Zaterdag 7 september 2002
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