Donderdag 3 maart 1983
Nashville Cats
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Woensdag 2 maart 1983
In The Deathcar
In The Deathcar
Composer(s): Goran Bregovic; Iggy Pop
Performer(s): Iggy Pop
A howling wind is whistling in the night
My dog is growling in the dark
Something's pulling me outside
To ride around in circles
I know that you have got the time
Coz anything I want, you do
You'll take a ride through the strangers
Who don't understand how to feel
In the deathcar, we're alive
In the deathcar, we're alive
I'll let some air come in the window
Kind of wakes me up a little
I don't turn on the radio
Coz they play @#%$, like....You know
When your hand was down on my dick
It felt quite amazing
And now that, that is all over
All we've got is the silence
In the deathcar, we're alive
In the deathcar, we're alive
So come on mandolins, play
When I touched you
I felt that you still had your baby fat
And a little taste of baby's breath
Makes me forget about death
At your age you're still joking
It ain't time yet for the choking
So now we can see the movie and see each other truly
In the deathcar, we're alive
In the deathcar, we're alive
I want to hear some mandolins
Woensdag 2 maart 1983
Nashville Blues
Nashville Blues
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant; Felice Bryant
Performer(s): The Everly Brothers;
and various other artists
A letter just came from Nashville
My sweet baby says she's blue
Gotta get back to Nashville
Or my heart will break in 2
Oh I miss her so; I just gotta go
I've got the Nashville blues
Gotta get back to Nashville
'Cause that's where the good times are
Ever since I left Nashville
The kicks ain't been up to par
I'm lonely & though I'm livin' just low
I've got the Nashville blues
Wanna go see my Sally
And tell her that I still care
Wanna see Prinner's Alley
And dig all the cool spice there
I'm makin' to be in old Tennessee
I've got the Nashville blues
Dinsdag 1 maart 1983
The Rose In Her Hair
The Rose In Her Hair
Composer(s): Al Dublin; Harry Warren
Performer(s): Dick Powell - 1935
and multiple other artists
In her eyes there was moonlight, and a rose in her hair
In my arms there was no one, so I just put her there
On her lips was a promise, in my heart was a prayer
When I finally went, I went home with the scent
Of the rose in her hair
Oh-de-lay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee-dee
Oh-de-lay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee-dee
Oh-de-lay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee-dee
When I finally went, I went home with the scent
Of the rose in her hair
In her eyes there was moonlight, and a rose in her hair
In my arms there was no one, so I just put her there
On her lips was a promise, in my heart was a prayer
When I finally went, I went home with the scent
Of the rose in her hair
Oh-de-lay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee-dee
Oh-de-lay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee-dee
Oh-de-lay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee-dee
When I finally went, I went home with the scent
Of the rose in her hair...
Dinsdag 1 maart 1983
Nasci Para Chorar
Nasci Para Chorar
English Title: Born To Cry
Composer(s): Dion Dimucci; Erasmo Carlos
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Eu levo a minha vida chorando pelo mundo
Talvez até tivesse algum desgosto profundo
Procuro na memória
Procuro me lembrar
Mas eu não posso, não posso
Nasci para chorar
Se vejo uma garota olhando para mim
E ela me pergunta
Por que sou tão triste assim?
Eu fico sem resposta
Digo adeus e vou embora
Pois é hora, é hora
É hora de chorar
E continuo a felicidade procurando
Mas sempre solidão e a tristeza encontrando
Às vezes desconfio que alegria é ilusão
E que o amor, o amor
Não entra no meu coração
Não sei por que razão
Eu sofro tanto desse jeito
As garotas dizem
Que ser triste é o meu defeito
Eu quero é ser alegre
Ter alguém para amar
Mas eu não posso, não posso
Nasci para chorar
Maandag 28 februari 1983
In The Dark (Nina Simone)
In The Dark
Composer(s): Lil Green
Performer(s): Nina Simone
In the dark
It's just you and I
Not a sound
Ther's not one sigh
Just the beat of my poor heart
In the dark
Now, in the dark, in the dark
I get such a thrill
When he presses his fingertips
Upon my lips
And he begs me to plase keep still
In the dark
But soon
This dance will be endin'
And you're gonna be missed
Gee, I'm not pretendin'
'Cause I swear it's fun
Fun to be kissed
In the dark
Now we will find
What the rest
Have left behind
Just let them dance
We're gonna find romance
Lord, in the dark
Maandag 28 februari 1983
Narrenschiff
Narrenschiff
Performer(s): Reinhard Mey
Das Quecksilber fällt, die Zeichen stehen auf Sturm
Nur blödes Kichern und Keifen vom Kommandoturm
Und ein dumpfes Mahlen grollt aus der Maschine
Und rollen und stampfen und schwere See
Die Bordkapelle spielt "Humbatäterä"
Und ein irres Lachen dringt aus der Latrine
Die Ladung ist faul, die Papiere fingiert
Die Lenzpumpen leck und die Schotten blockiert
Die Luken weit offen und alle Alarmglocken läuten
Die Seen schlagen mannshoch in den Laderaum
Und Elmsfeuer züngeln vom Ladebaum
Doch keiner an Bord vermag die Zeichen zu deuten!
Der Steuermann lügt, der Kapitän ist betrunken
Und der Maschinist in dumpfe Lethargie versunken
Die Mannschaft lauter meineidige Halunken
Der Funker zu feig' um SOS zu funken
Klabautermann führt das Narrenschiff
Volle Fahrt voraus und Kurs aufs Riff
Am Horizont wetterleuchten die Zeichen der Zeit
Niedertracht und Raffsucht und Eitelkeit
Auf der Brücke tummeln sich Tölpel und Einfaltspinsel
Im Trüben fischt der scharfgezahnte Hai
Bringt seinen Fang ins Trockne, an der Steuer vorbei
Auf die Sandbank, bei der wohlbekannten Schatzinsel
Die andern Geldwäscher und Zuhälter, die warten schon
Bordellkönig, Spielautomatenbaron
Im hellen Licht, niemand muß sich im Dunkeln rumdrücken
In der Bananenrepublik, wo selbst der Präsident
Die Scham verloren hat und keine Skrupel kennt
Sich mit dem Steuerdieb im Gefolge zu schmücken
Der Steuermann lügt, der Kapitän ist betrunken
Und der Maschinist in dumpfe Lethargie versunken
Die Mannschaft lauter meineidige Halunken
Der Funker zu feig' um SOS zu funken
Klabautermann führt das Narrenschiff
Volle Fahrt voraus und Kurs aufs Riff
Man hat sich glatt gemacht, man hat sich arrangiert
All die hohen Ideale sind havariert
Und der große Rebell, der nicht müd' wurde zu streiten
Mutiert zu einem servilen, gift'gen Gnom
Und singt lammfromm vor dem schlimmen alten Mann in Rom
Seine Lieder, fürwahr: Es ändern sich die Zeiten!
Einst junge Wilde sind gefügig, fromm und zahm
Gekauft, narkotisiert und flügellahm
Tauschen Samtpfötchen für die einst so scharfen Klauen
Und eitle Greise präsentier'n sich keck
Mit immer viel zu jungen Frauen auf dem Oberdeck
Die ihre schlaffen Glieder wärmen und ihnen das Essen vorkauen
Der Steuermann lügt, der Kapitän ist betrunken
Und der Maschinist in dumpfe Lethargie versunken
Die Mannschaft lauter meineidige Halunken
Der Funker zu feig' um SOS zu funken
Klabautermann führt das Narrenschiff
Volle Fahrt voraus und Kurs aufs Riff
Sie rüsten gegen den Feind, doch der Feind ist längst hier
Er hat die Hand an deiner Gurgel, er steht hinter dir
Im Schutz der Paragraphen mischt er die gezinkten Karten
Jeder kann es sehen, aber alle sehen weg
Und der Dunkelmann kommt aus seinem Versteck
Und dealt unter aller Augen vor dem Kindergarten
Der Ausguck ruft vom höchsten Mast: Endzeit in Sicht!
Doch sie sind wie versteinert und sie hören ihn nicht
Sie zieh'n wie Lemminge in willenlosen Horden
Es ist. als hätten alle den Verstand verlor'n
Sich zum Niedergang und zum Verfall verschwor'n
Und ein Irrlicht ist ihr Leuchtfeuer geworden
Der Steuermann lügt, der Kapitän ist betrunken
Und der Maschinist in dumpfe Lethargie versunken
Die Mannschaft lauter meineidige Halunken
Der Funker zu feig' um SOS zu funken
Klabautermann führt das Narrenschiff
Volle Fahrt voraus und Kurs aufs Riff
Zondag 27 februari 1983
In The Dark (Junior Parker)
In The Dark
Composer(s): Deadric Malone; Junior Parker
Performer(s): Junior Parker
and multiple other artists
I heard you was out, high as you could be
Kissin' another fella, and you know it wasn't me
That ain't right, no no no, that ain't right
What goes on in the dark, will soon come to light
They say you whispered low, an' spendin' all of my dough
You told that fella things, you never told me before
That ain't right, no no no, that ain't right
What goes on in the dark, will soon come to light
One of these days, just you wait and see
Baby you'll realize, the way you're treating me
That ain't right, no no no, that ain't right
What goes on in the dark, will soon come to light
Zondag 27 februari 1983
Narices
Narices
Composer(s): A. Cortez
Performer(s): Raphael
Hay narices instaladas
Tan solo para olfatear
Y otras que se olfatean
Lo que les puede pasar
Y las hay que son apenas
El medidor ideal
Para saber hasta adonde
Los ojos pueden mirar
¡Ay, narices! ¡ay, narices!
Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices
Con narices, sin narices
Por narices, tus narices
Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices que no huelen
Ni podran oler jamas
Porque dios las ha creado
Como adorno y nada mas
Y las hay que solo nacen
Para oler a los demas
Y como nacen podridas
Huelen lo malo no mas
¡Ay, narices! ¡ay, narices!
Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices
Con narices, sin narices
Por narices, tus narices
Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices que resoplan
Y resoplan sin cesar
Con el polvo que levantan
Se taponan las demas
Estas narices entonces
Terminan por reventar
Pues todo el aire que queda
No lo pueden respirar
¡Ay, narices! ¡ay, narices!
Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices
Con narices, sin narices
Por narices, tus narices
Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices habituadas
Al olor que huele mal
Cuando encuentran una rosa
No la saben apreciar
Pero los hay que prefieren
Lo que bien huele no mas
Y no es dificil hallarlas
Hay que saberla buscar
¡Ay, narices! ¡ay, narices!
Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices
Con narices, sin narices
Por narices, tus narices
Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Zaterdag 26 februari 1983
In The Cool, Cool, Cool Of The Evening
In The Cool, Cool, Cool Of The Evening
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): Jo Stafford & Frankie Laine - 1951
and multiple other artists
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Save your pappy a chair
When the party's gettin' a glow on
And singin' fills the air
In the shank of the night
When the doin's are right
You can tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em we'll be there
If you need a pair of freeloaders
To fracture your affair
I may even give them Pagliacci
Now, stand back and give him air
Everyone can relax
And we'll have a few yacks
And you can tell 'em we'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em we'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Stickum in my hair
If perchance we look a bit peaked
Remember, c'est la guerre
If we're still on our feet
And there's somethin' to eat
You can tell 'em we'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening
Tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool of the evening
Better save a chair
When the party's gettin' a glow on
And singin' fills the air
If there's gas in my hack
And my laundry is back
If you need a new face
Or a tenor or bass
You can tell 'em we'll be there
Zaterdag 26 februari 1983
Narciso Y Quasimodo
Narciso Y Quasimodo
Composer(s): Fito Paez
Performer(s): Fito Paez
Para que y porque estaremos distanciados
en verdad los motivos no son nada claros
ya sabes esta quiero esta vez ser contactos
es que a veces somos inhumanos
y otras veces no queremos ver
Y al final y al final cuando se han ido todos
otra vez otra vez Narciso y Quasimodo
y volves y volves y quien sabe hasta cuando
y no entiendo a veces porque estamos
sin jamas poder establecer contactos
Un acercamiento una señal
un paso al frente
no existen palabras
si uno manda lo que siente
lejos de la gente queda todo quien no ve
y se queda solo sin poder establecer contactos
Un acercamiento una señal
un paso al frente
no existen palabras
si uno manda lo que siente
lejos de la gente queda todo quien no ve
y se queda solo sin poder establecer contactos
Vrijdag 25 februari 1983
In The Chapel In The Moonlight
In The Chapel In The Moonlight
(Danish Version: Når De Gyldne Stjerner Tændes - 1978)
Composer(s): Billy Hill
First release by: Shep Fields & His Rippling Rhythm Orch. - 1936
Covered by multiple other artists
How I'd love to hear the organ
In the chapel in the moonlight
While we're strolling down the aisle
Where roses entwine
How I'd love to hear you whisper
In the chapel in the moonlight
That the love light in your eyes
Forever will shine
Till the roses turn to ashes
Till the organ turns to rust
If you never come, I'll still be there
Till the moonlight turns to dust
How I'd love to hear the choir
In the chapel in the moonlight
As they sing "Oh promise me
Forever be mine"
Till the roses turn to ashes
Till the organ turns to rust
If you never come, I'll still be there
Till the moonlight turns to dust
How I'd love to hear the choir
In the chapel in the moonlight
As they sing "Oh promise me
Forever be mine"
Vrijdag 25 februari 1983
Naranjo En Flor
Naranjo En Flor
Composer(s): Virgilio Expósito; Homero Expósito
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Era mas blanda que el agua
que el agua blanda
era mas fresca que el rio
naranjo en flor
y en esa calle de hastio
calle perdida
hecho un pedazo de vida
y se marcho
Primero hay que saber sufrir
despues amar, despues partir
y al fin andar sin pensamientos
perfume de naranjo en flor
promesas vanas de un amor
que se escaparon con el viento
Despues, que importa del despues
toda mi vida es el ayer
que me detiene en el pasado
eterna y vieja juventud
que me ha dejado acobardado
como un pájaro sin luz
Que le habran hecho mis manos
que le habran hecho
para dejarme en el pecho
tanto dolor
dolor de vieja arboleda
canción de esquina
con un pedazo de vida
naranjo en flor
Primero hay que saber sufrir
despues amar despues partir
y al fin andar sin pensamiento
perfume de naranjo en flor
promesas vanas de un amor
que se escaparon en el viento.
Despues, que importa del despues
toda mi vida es el ayer
que me detiene en el pasado
eterna y vieja juventud
que me ha dejado acobardado
como un pajaro sin luz
Donderdag 24 februari 1983
In The Blue Of Evening
In The Blue Of Evening
Composer(s): Thomas Montgomery Adair; Alfonso D'Artega
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
In the blue of evening
When you appear close to me, dear one
There in that dusk
We'll share a dream reverie
In the blue of evening
While crickets call and stars are falling
There `neath the midnight sky (**sometimes sung as "starlit sky")
You'll come to me
In the shadows of the night we'll stand
I'll touch your heart and then
Softly as your lovely eyes entreat
Our lips will meet again
In the blue of evening
Night winds above whisper "I love you"
Then we will find romance
In the blue of evening
Donderdag 24 februari 1983
När Min Vän
När Min Vän
Composer(s): Owe Törnqvist
Performer(s): Monica Zetterlund
När min vän sökte min kärlek
en morgon slöjad i grönt
När min vän sökte min kärlek
då doftade blommorna skönt
När min vän vandrade från mig
i solens flämtande glöd
När min vän vandrade från mig
var himlen så flammande röd
I nattens dimmor och lysande träd
tystnade fåglarnas sång
Månen förkunnade: "Tiden är slut!"
och slog sin silver-gonggong
När min vän vände tillbaka
en morgon slöjad i dis
När min vän vände tillbaka
var blommorna frusna till is
blommorna frusna till is
var blommorna frusna till is
Woensdag 23 februari 1983
In The Beginning (The Moody Blues)
In The Beginning
Composer(s): Graeme Edge
Performer(s): The Moody Blues
First Man:
I think, I think I am, I think
Establishment:
Of course you are my bright little star
I've miles
And miles
Of files
Pretty files of your forefather's fruit
And now to suit our
Great computer
You're magnetic ink
First Man:
I'm more than that
I know I am, at least
I think I must be
Inner Man:
There you go, man
keep as cool as you can
Face piles
And piles
Of trials
With smiles
It riles them to believe
That you perceive
The web they weave
And keep on thinking free
Woensdag 23 februari 1983
När Jag Var Fem
När Jag Var Fem
English Title: When I Was Five
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
När jag var fem höll jag i mammas kjol
Och levde i en vänlig värld
Skolan kom sen och jag var tio år
Och blev övervakad, visad och lärd
Vid femton år var jag en del av ett gäng
Där ingen någonsin tänkte för sig
Men nu är det dags, jag skall göra mig fri
Och bli mig själv, nu är leken förbi
Nu vill jag ha ett liv för mig
Refräng:
Jag vill se mig runt
och lära mig om världen
Se vad kärlek är
och vad jag, bara vad jag
Refräng
När jag var fem var jag ett sorglöst barn
Jag byggde mina sagoslott
Nu vill jag se vad livet handlar om
Då det är så lite jag har förstått
Jag anar nog hur hård tid, världen, kan va
Men var och en ska pröva för sig
Och nu är det dags, jag ska göra mig fri
Och bli mig själv, nu är leken förbi
Nu vill jag ha ett liv för mig
Refräng x 3
Dinsdag 22 februari 1983
In The Beginning (Genesis)
In The Beginning
Composer(s): Tony Banks; Peter Gabriel; Steve Hackett; Anthony Phillips; Mike Rutherford
Performer(s): Genesis
Ocean of motion
Squirming around and up and down
Pushing together
Scattering mountains all around you
That is the sound of a new born world
And the light from a curious sky
It has begun
You're in the hands of destiny
Thrashing with violence
Hurling its lava up and down
Furnace of frenzy
Burning with power uncontrolled
That is the sound of a new born world
And the light from a curious sky
It has begun
You're in the hands of destiny
Is that the chariot with stallions gold?
Is that a prince of heaven on the ground?
Is that the roar of a thundercrash?
This is my world and it's waiting to be crowned
Father, son, looks down with happiness
Life is on its way
Ocean of motion
Squirming around and up and down
Pushing together
Scattering mountains all around you
That is the sound of a new born world
And the light from a curious sky
It has begun
You're in the hands of destiny
Is that the chariot with stallions gold?
Is that a prince of heaven on the ground?
Is that the roar of a thundercrash?
This is my world and it's waiting to be crowned
Father, son, looks down with happiness
Life is on its way
Dinsdag 22 februari 1983
När Du Tar Mej I Din Famn
När Du Tar Mej I Din Famn
((English Version: The Queen Of Hearts (Agnetha Fältskog))
Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog - Ingela Forsman
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Ingenting blev som förr
När du stängde min dörr
Och jag grät mej till sömns den natten
Det var bittert just då
Och så svårt att förstå
Att vårt kärleksvin blivit vatten
Och jag sa till mej själv
"Aldrig nånsin igen
ska känslorna få styra mej"
Men när du tar mej i din famn
När du viskar ömt mitt namn
Blir jag het och kall på samma gång
Fåglar sjunger för mej
Var gång jag tänker på dej
Tänk, det låter som de sjöng en kärlekssång!
Och när du tar mej i din famn
När du viskar ömt mitt namn
Kan jag tro på kärlek en gång till
Jag vill glömma alla hårda ord
Och jag vill älska igen!
Jag var stolt när du gick
Gav dej inte en blick
Och jag sa inte vad jag kände
Men hos mej blev det kallt
Det var tyst överallt
Jag förstod inte vad som hände
Och jag sa till mej själv
"Aldrig nånsin igen
ska känslorna få styra mej"
Men när du tar mej i din famn
När du viskar ömt mitt namn
Blir jag het och kall på samma gång
Fåglar sjunger för mej
Var gång jag tänker på dej
Tänk, det låter som de sjöng en kärlekssång!
Och när du tar mej i din famn
När du viskar ömt mitt namn
Kan jag tro på kärlek en gång till
Jag vill glömma alla hårda ord
Och jag vill älska igen!
Så när du tar mej i din famn...
Maandag 21 februari 1983
In The Beautiful Seaside Air
