Vrijdag 21 maart 2003
La Americana
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Vrijdag 21 maart 2003
Don't Rain On My Parade
Don't Rain On My Parade
Composer(s): Jule Styne - Bob Merrill
First release by: Barbra Streisand - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to leave
Just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
A Cinderella or a shine apple of an eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy
Juicy and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir
Get ready for me love
'Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade
Yes, sir
No, sir
I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want, I know how
All that the law will allow
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
Though I'm alone I'm a gang
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gun shot and bam
Hey, world, here I am...
Get ready for me life, 'cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody, is gonna rain on my parade!
Donderdag 20 maart 2003
La Alegría
La Alegría
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
No queda nada que pueda querer
no queda nada que pueda desear
He conbinado la sal con la miel
he conseguido más de lo normal
Ni una alegría yo voy a buscar
mi alegría es de humo y fragor
No está ni arriba ni abajo ni atrás
Quizás delante tras otro sudor
Mi sonrisa no está en la yerba ni en el viento
mi sonrisa no está en la luna ni en el mar
mi sonrisa no está en un cuerpo de mujer
mi sonrisa no está en el día
(ni siquiera está en la alegría)
Mi alegía está dentro de mí
mi alegría sale sin querer
mi alegría es lo que hay que decir
mi alegría es lo que hay que saber
Mi sonrisa no está en la yerba ni en el viento
mi sonrisa no está en la luna ni en el mar
mi sonrisa no está en un cuerpo de mujer
mi sonrisa no está en el día
(ni siquiera está en la alegría)
No queda nada en la tierra y el mar
que no haya hecho a mi cuerpo feliz
No queda nada que pueda buscar
y sin embargo no empiezo a vivir
Donderdag 20 maart 2003
Don't Put Your Daughter On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don't Put Your Daughter On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington
Composer(s): Noel Coward
Performer(s): Noel Coward; Vic Reeves
Some years ago when I was returning from the Far East
on a very large ship
I was pursued around the decks every day by a very large lady
She showed me some photographs of her daughter – a repellant-looking girl
and seemed convinced that she was destined for a great stage career
Finally, in sheer self-preservation, I locked myself in my cabin and wrote this song
“Don’t Put Your Daughter On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington”)
Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
The profession is overcrowded
The struggle’s pretty tough
And admitting the fact she’s burning to act
That isn’t quite enough
She’s a nice girl and though her teeth are fairly good
She’s not the type I ever would be eager to engage
I repeat, Mrs. Worthington, sweet Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
Regarding yours, dear Mrs. Worthington
Of Wednesday, the 23rd
Although your baby may be keen on a stage career
How can I make it clear that this is not a good idea
For her to hope and appear, Mrs. Worthington
Is on the face of it absurd
Her personality is not in reality quite big enough, inviting enough
For this particular sphere
Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
She’s a bit of an ugly duckling, you must honestly confess
And the width of her seat would surely defeat
Her chances of her success
It’s - it’s a loud voice, and though it’s not exactly flat
She’ll need a little more than that to earn a living wage
On my knees, Mrs. Worthington, please Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
Though they said at the school of acting
She was lovely as Peer Gynt
I’m afraid, on the whole, an ingenue role might emphasize her squint
She has nice hands, to give the wretched girl her due
But don’t you think her bust is too developed for her age
No more buts, Mrs. Worthington, nuts! Mrs. Worthington
Don’t put your daughter on the stage
Woensdag 19 maart 2003
La "The Nana"
La "The Nana"
Composer(s): Léo Ferré
Performer(s): Léo Ferré
La "the nana"
C'est dans la voix et dans le geste
La "the nana"
C'est "tha nana" avec un zeste
La "the nana"
Quant à la jupe à ras l'bonbon
La "the nana"
C'est pas compliqué mais c'est bon
La "the nana"
Que ça vous mate ou qu'ça vous touche
La "the nana"
C'est l'eau courante au fond d'la bouche
La "the nana"
Et quand ça vous r'file un' galoche
La "the nana"
Tu joues complet dans ton cinoche
La "the nana"
C'est dans la taille et dans le faste
La "the nana"
C'est "the nana" et puis c'est baste
La "the nana"
Quant à chômer devant son cul
La "the nana"
Les chômeurs ça court pas les rues
La "the nana"
Que ça se traine ou qu'ça s'trimballe
La "the nana"
Au septième ciel tu fais tes malles
La "the nana"
Et tu lui red'mand's un ticket
La "the nana"
Pour t'emballer au bout du quai
La "the nana"
C'est du jasmin sous un' guenille
La "the nana"
Du cousu main en espadrilles
La "the nana"
C'est un' prison dans sa bastille
La "the nana"
C'est du vison en haut des quilles
La "the nana"
Quand ça t'emballe au bout d'la rue
La "the nana"
Ça t'fait marron et ça t'lâche plus
La "the nana"
Quand ça vient lire au fond du paje
La "the nana"
T'as même plus l'temps d'tourner les pages
La "the nana"
C'est des baisers, c'est des caresses
La "the nana"
A t'défoncer le tiroir-caisse
La "the nana"
C'est d'la panthère qu'on t'sert en tasse
La "the nana"
Faut laisser faire et puis ça passe
La "the nana"
C'est comme un ange qu'aurait pas d'ailes
La "the nana"
C'est un jouet au bout d'une ficelle
La "the nana"
C'est un chagrin qui va tout nu
La "the nana"
C'est un cri perdu dans la rue
La "the nana"
C'est dans la voix et dans le geste
La "the nana"
C'est "the nana" avec un zeste
La "the nana"
Quant à la jupe à ras l'bonbon
La "the nana"
C'est pas qu'c'est gagné... mais c'est bon...
Woensdag 19 maart 2003
Don't Put Me On
Don't Put Me On
Composer(s): Cyril Jordan - Chris Wilson
First release by: The Flamin' Groovies - 1978
Don't tell lies
You can't keep goin' on
This way
Realize
It's no good puttin' on
Your friends
You think you're smart
But you just contradict
All that you say
Don't put me on
It puts me off
You've had your fun
I've had enough
From the start
I knew you'd miss the point
I've had enough
So I'll just smoke a joint
Don't put me on
It puts me off
You've had your fun
I've had enough
One chance I'm told
And that is all
Poltroons
Like you I've known
Vacant and cold
God save your soul
Dinsdag 18 maart 2003
Azzurro (Willy Sommers)
Azzurro
((Adapted from: Azzurro (by Adriano Celentano) - 1968))
((Danish Version: Vi Danser (by Gitte Hænning - 1968))
Composer(s): Paolo Conte - Michele Virano - Vito Pallavicini - Armath
Performer(s): Willy Sommers - 1995
Samen met jou over Gods wegen
Vermoeid, verslagen en op de vlucht
Voor al die kille, koude regen
Het weer van 't noorden, terecht berucht
Maar nog een heel klein beetje rijden
Naar stralend zonlicht en blauwe lucht
Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
Azzurro, zo blauw
Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
Azzurro, voor jou
't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
De bergen, de blauwe zee
Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee
Hier schijnt een zon om van te dromen
'k Vergeet m'n zorgen, de grote sleur
Zelfs lange files vlak voor Rome
Krijgen geen vat op mijn goed humeur
Hier zendt de zon z'n warmste stralen
En heeft de hemel de mooiste kleur
Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
Azzurro, zo blauw
Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
Azzurro, voor jou
't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
De bergen, de blauwe zee
Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee
Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
Azzurro, zo blauw
Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
Azzurro, voor jou
't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
De bergen, de blauwe zee
Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee
Dinsdag 18 maart 2003
Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake
Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake
Composer(s): Kate Bush
Performer(s): Kate Bush
Emma's come down
She's stopped the light
Shining out of her eyes
Emma's been run out on
She's breaking down
In so many places
Stuck in low gear
Because of her fears
Of the skidding wheels
(The skid of her wheels she feels)
Skidding wheels
(The skid of her wheels she feels)
Spinning wheels
(Wheel-skidding feeling)
Her heart is there
But they've greased the road
Her heart is out there
But she's no control
Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow
You know what it's like, and you know you want to go
Don't drive too slowly
Don't put your blues where your shoes should be
Don't put your foot on the heartbrake
(She's losing, she's losing, she's losing, she's losing...)
She's losing that inner flame
It was burning bright
But she's losing the light fast
She's only herself to blame
Well, take care of yourself
And remember Georgie
But she's so O.D.'d on weeping
She can hardly see
That she's dropping beads
(Red, red glass is bleeding)
Dropping beads
(Red, red glass is bleeding)
Dropping beads
(Red, red on the parquet)
Her heart is there
But they've greased the road
Her heart is out there
But she's no control
Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow
You know what it's like, and you know you want to go
Don't drive too slowly
Don't put your blues where your shoes should be
Don't put your foot on the heartbrake
Maandag 17 maart 2003
Azzurro (Adriano Celentano)
Azzurro
Composer(s): Paolo Conte - Michele Virano - Vito Pallavicini
First release by: Adriano Celentano - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1968 - Vi Danser (by Gitte Hænning)
1995 - Azzurro (by Willy Sommers)
Cerco l'estate tutto l'anno e all'improvviso eccola qua
Lei è partita per le spiagge e sono solo quaggiù in città
sento volare sopra i tetti un aeroplano che se ne và
Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo, per me
mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
e allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo vengo da te
Ma il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario và
Cerco un po' d'Africa in giardino, tra l'oleandro e il baobab
come facevo da bambino, ma qui c'è gente, non si può più
stanno innaffiando le tue rose, non c'è il leone, chissà dov'è
Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo, per me
mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
e allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo vengo da te
Ma il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario và
Sembra quand'ero all'oratorio, con tanto sole, tanti anni fa
Quelle domeniche da solo in un cortile, a passeggiar
ora mi annoio più di allora, neanche un prete per chiacchierar
Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo, per me
mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
e allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo vengo da te
Ma il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario và
Maandag 17 maart 2003
Don't Pull Your Love (Out)
Don't Pull Your Love (Out)
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert - Brian Potter
Performer(s): Hamilton, Joe Frank & Reynolds
Don't pull your love out on me baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears
You say you're gonna leave
Gonna take that big white bird
Gonna fly right out of here
Without a single word
Don't you know you'll break my heart
When I watch you close that door
'Cause I never see you anymore
Don't pull your love out on me baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears
Haven't I been good to you
What about that brand new ring
Doesn't that mean love to you
Doesn't that mean anything
If I threw away my pride
And I got down on my knees
Would I have to beg you, "pretty please"
Don't pull your love out on me baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears
There's so much I wanna do
I've got love enough for two
But I'll never use it girl if I don't have you
Don't pull your love out on me baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears
Zondag 16 maart 2003
Azure-Te
Azure-Te
Composer(s): Bill Davis - Don Wolf - Jack Wolf - Mack Davis
Performer(s): Nat King Cole & George Shearing
and multiple other artists
Gone and got the blues in Paris
Paris blues called Azure-te
How can I be blue in Paris?
Easy, 'cause you're far away
Can't lose this blues
This Azure-te
Moments, springtime, Eiffel Tower
Funny taxes, kids at play
Paris without you is lonesome
Yearning more and more each day
Can't lose this blues
This Azure-te'
If you knew how much I need you
You'd come back to me to stay
Having you with me in Paris
Really is the only way
To lose this blues
This Azure-te
Can't lose this blues
This Azure-te
Zondag 16 maart 2003
Duw Een Beetje
Duw Een Beetje
((English Version: I'll Never Get Enough (Buchanan Brothers))
Composer(s): Terry Cashman - Gene Pistilli - Nelly Byl - T.P. West
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Duw een beetje er kan nog eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan nog eentje bij
Ik had op een avond
Al m'n vrienden uitgenodigd
Voor een reuze party
Op m'n kleine flat
En gewoon gedacht
Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij
't Begon maar om half negen
Maar rond een uur of zeven
Toen ik met mijn voorraad
Uit de supermarkt kwam
Klonk het in mijn hart
Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij
Hoe geraakte ik mijn kamer binnen
Er stond een zee van volk
Te duwen en te wringen
En iedereen maar zingen
Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan nog eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan nog eentje bij
Ze zaten op de trappen
In de handen te klappen
Ze dansten op de tafels
En op eender wat
Zelfs tot in m'n bad
Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij
Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog
Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij
Ja, er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Er kan nog altijd eentje bij
Duw een beetje er kan er nog eentje bij
Zondag 16 maart 2003
Don't Play That Song
Don't Play That Song
Composer(s): Ahmet Ertegun - Betty Nelson
First release by: Ben E. King - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Pas Cette Chanson (Johnny Hallyday)
1962 - Tu Vedrai (Ricky Gianco)
Don't play it no more
Don't play it no more
Don't play it no more
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Don't play that song for me
It brings back memories
Of days that I once knew
The days I spent with you
Oh no, don't let it play
It fills my heart with pain
Please stop it right away
I remember just-a what it said
It said (Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied (Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied (Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied (whoa), you lied (whoa)
Don't play it no more
Don't play it no more
Don't play it no more
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I remember on our first date
You kissed me and you walked away
You were only seventeen
I never thought you'd act so mean
You said (Darling, I love you)
But, baby, you lied (Darling, I love you)
Yes, baby, you lied (Darling, I love you)
Mmm, you know you lied (whoa), oh
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied, darling
(Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied
(Darling, I love you)
You know that you lied (whoa), you lied (whoa)
Go on and hurt me, baby
Do what you will
But baby you told me you loved me
You told me you cared you said,
I'll go with you darling almost anywhere
But darling, you know that you lied, lied, lied, lied, lied
Zaterdag 15 maart 2003
Azure
Azure
Composer(s): Duke Ellington - Irving Mills
First release by: Duke Ellington & his Famous Orch. - 1937
Covered by multiple other artists
Drifting, dreaming
In an azure mood
Stardust gleaming
Through my solitude
Here in my seclusion
You're a blue illusion
While I'm in this azure interlude
I'm not wanted
I'm so all alone
Always haunted
By the dreams I own
But though I'm tormented
I must be contented
Drifting, dreaming
In an azure mood
Drifting, dreaming
In an azure mood
Drifting, dreaming
In an azure mood
Zaterdag 15 maart 2003
Don't Pity Me
Don't Pity Me
Composer(s): Lou Stallman - Sid Jacobson
Performer(s): Dion & The Belmonts; Marty Wilde
(Pity... pity... pity... ahh... ahh... ooh...)
Pity my arms for losing you
Pity my dreams that won't come true
But don't (don't), don't pity me
Pity my heart that's gonna break (dow, dow, dow)
Pity my kiss that you won't take
But don't (don't), don't pity me
Pity from others I have plenty of
But darlin', from you I want love
Pity the love I'll throw away (dow, dow, dow)
Till you return to me some day
But don't (don't), don't pity me
Pity from others I have plenty of
But darlin', from you I want love
Pity the love I'll throw away (dow, dow, dow)
Till you return to me some day
But don't (don't), don't pity me
(Don't, don't) pity me
(Don't, don't) don't pity me
Vrijdag 14 maart 2003
Azul De Louïe
Azul De Louïe
Composer(s): Miguel Bosé - Ross Cullum - Sandy McLelland
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé
Pena Louïe
paso pena de Louïe
rimo en algebra poesía barata
cuando es pa decir
"Quiereme... siento no poder más"
Sabes Louïe
Te echo de menos Louïe
Un vacío aquí, otro allí... palabras
paseos sin ti...
pasará... aunque quede aún tanto aquí
Busco y no sabré medir
lo profuno del daño
Que amanezca de una vez
que me traigan otro cielo
que azul no es azul
si no esta Louïe
y si vuelve a amanecer
no habrá nunca mas un cielo
de azul tan azul
azul de Louïe
No podrás nunca imaginar
que profundo es el daño
lo importante que es
presiento que aun hay mas...
Y si vuelve a amanecer
no será en el mismo cielo
de azul sobre azul
azul de Louïe
y por mucho ...
Vrijdag 14 maart 2003
Don't Pay The Ferryman
Don't Pay The Ferryman
Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
Performer(s): Chris de Burgh
and multiple other artists
It was late at night on the open road
speeding like a man on the run
A lifetime spent preparing for the journey
He is closer now and the search is on
reading from a map in the mind
Yes there's that ragged hill
and there's a boat on the river
And when the rain came down
he heard a wild dog howl
There were voices in the night
(Don't do it!)
Voices out of sight
(Don't do it!)
Too many men have failed before
whatever you do
Don't pay the ferryman!
Don't even fix a price!
Don't pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side
In the rolling mist, then he gets on board
now there'll be no turning back
Beware that hooded old man at the rudder
And then the lightning flashed and the thunder roared
and people calling out his name
And dancing bones that jabbered-and-a-moaned
on the water
And then the ferryman said "There is trouble ahead
So you must pay me now"
(Don't do it!)
"You must pay me now"
(Don't do it!)
And still that voice came from beyond
whatever you do
Don't pay the ferryman!
Don't even fix a price!
Don't pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side
Donderdag 13 maart 2003
Ayúdame Dios Mío
Ayúdame Dios Mío
Composer(s): Mario De Jesús
Performer(s): Lucho Bowen
and multiple other artists
Ayúdame Dios mío
Ayúdame Dios mío
ayúdame a olvidarla
arráncame del alma
esta pasión tan loca
Ayúdame Dios mío
no quiero recordarla
prohíbele a mi boca
que la vielva a nombrar
Si escribiste el destino de los dos
por diferentes rutas
no me dejes pecar al querer alcanzar
lo que no puede ser
Ayúdame Dios mío
ayúdame a olvidarla
tronchando este cariño
que no puedo evitar
Si escribiste el destino de los dos
por diferentes rutas
no me dejes pecar al querer alcanzar
lo que no puede ser
Ayúdame Dios mío
ayúdame a olvidarla
tronchando este cariño
que no puedo evitar
Donderdag 13 maart 2003
Don't Mess With Bill
Don't Mess With Bill
Composer(s): William "Smokey" Robertson
First release by: The Marvelettes - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
Hey give me a minute - gotta tell you something
Don't mess with Bill
Don't mess with Bill
(Don't mess with Bill)
Say it one more time!
(Don't mess with Bill)
Now I know he's a guy who put tears in my eyes
A thousand times or more
Oh but every time he would apologize
I loved him more than before
Hear what I say, girls keep away, ah ah ah
Don't mess with Bill
(No no no no, Don't mess with Bill)
Leave my Billy alone
(Don't mess with Bill)
Get a guy of your own
(Don't mess with Bill)
Now there's Johnny, there's Joe and there's Frank and Jim
Just to name a few
Now, Bill's got me and I've got him
I'm sure there's one for you
Hear what I say, girls keep away, ah ah ah
Don't mess with Bill
(No no no no, Don't mess with Bill)
'Cause he's mine all mine
(Don't mess with Bill)
I say it one more time
(Don't mess with Bill)
Though I tell myself he wants no one else
But keeps coming back to me
Now I'm in no decision to want competition
I want to be sure as can be
Hear what I say, girls keep away, ah ah ah
Don't mess with Bill
(No no no no, Don't mess with Bill)
Leave my Billy alone
(Don't mess with Bill) Get a guy of your own
(Don't mess with Bill) 'Cause he's mine all mine
(Don't mess with Bill) I say it one more time
(Don't mess with Bill) Hey yeah yeah yeah
(Don't mess with Bill) Hey yeah yeah yeah
(Don't mess with Bill) Leave my man alone
(Don't mess with Bill) Get a guy of your own
Woensdag 12 maart 2003
Ayudame
