Maandag 27 juni 2005
L'arc-En-Ciel D'un Quart D'heure
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L'arc-En-Ciel D'un Quart D'heure
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Maandag 27 juni 2005
Beautiful Girl
Beautiful Girl
Composer(s): James L. Dempsey
I don't know why I call you my dear
I don't know why I feel so sincere
Why do I want you why am I glad
Why am I happy, why am I sad
Why do I smile when I ought to cry
Why do you say good-bye
Why am I yearning, my heart is burning
I know the reason why
You are the dearest you are the best
You are so different from all the rest
I love to gaze in those tender eyes,
A world of wealth is no greater prize
You have a charm that seems to be new
It thrills me thru and thru
Don't leave me lonely
I want you only
Nobody else but you
Beautiful girl
I love you, beautiful girl, I love you
I loved you truly for many a day
There's only one thing that my heart seems to say
Beautiful girl
You haunt me, beautiful girl
I want you I love your eyes
Your smile, your sighs
You beautiful, beautiful girl
Zondag 26 juni 2005
L'arbre Va Tomber
L'arbre Va Tomber
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
L'arbre va tomber
Les branches salissaient les murs
Rien ne doit rester
Le monsieur veut garer sa voiture
Nous, on l'avait griffé
Juste pour mettre des flèches et des cœurs
Mais l'arbre va tomber
Le monde regarde ailleurs
L'arbre va tomber
Ça fera de la place au carrefour
L'homme est décidé
Et l'homme est le plus fort, toujours
C'est pas compliqué
Ça va pas lui prendre longtemps
Tout faire dégringoler
L'arbre avec les oiseaux dedans!
Y avait pourtant tellement de gens
Qui s'y abritaient
Et tellement qui s'y abritent encore
Toujours sur nous penché
Quand les averses tombaient
Une vie d'arbre à coucher dehors
L'arbre va tomber
L'homme veut mesurer sa force
Et l'homme est décidé
La lame est déjà sur l'écorce
Y avait pourtant tellement de gens
Qui s'y abritaient
Et tellement qui s'y abritent encore
Toujours sur nous penché
Quand les averses tombaient
Une vie d'arbre à coucher dehors
L'arbre va tomber
On se le partage déjà
Y a rien à regretter
C'était juste un morceau de bois
Un bout de forêt
Avancé trop près des maisons
Et pendant qu'on parlait
L'arbre est tombé pour de bon!
Y avait pourtant tellement de gens
Qui s'y abritaient
Et toutes ces nuits d'hiver
Quand les averses tombaient
T'as dû en voir passer
Des cortèges de paumés
Des orages, des météores
Et toutes ces nuits d'hiver
Quand les averses tombaient
Une vie d'arbre à coucher dehors
À perdre le nord
À coucher dehors... à coucher dehors
Zondag 26 juni 2005
Beautiful Daughter
Beautiful Daughter
Composer(s): Roy Wood
Performer(s): The Move
Well it's nice in its way, "Yes", you know, some of it, not uh, not when they go naked
Uh, you are obviously not British people, where are you from? "I'm British
You're British, you were born in Britain
Where is you, where? "Stepney"
Stepney. Nice, um, what are your favorite British pop artists?
Um, well I don't have one anyway
Do you like reggae? It's my music
There we go, running before we can walk again
Can you imagine the hours I keep
Learning to sleep again, see her face again
Blast the world, fruits of the morning...
Carry the weight of the heart in a storm
Suffer the dawn today, today
Your beautiful daughter made me younger yesterday
Beautiful daughter, now the darkness hides the tears that soak
The pillow where she lay
Wide awake, lying in wait for the moon to break
Drinking the lake of the dreams that we share
Wanting you there today, today
Your beautiful daughter made me younger yesterday
Beautiful daughter, now the darkness hides the tears that soak
The pillow where she lay
Can you believe she just dropped in to say goodbye, say goodbye
I'm crying, beautiful daughter give me more, open the door
Pools in her eyes that are bright and deep
Can you imagine the hours I keep
Learning to sleep again, again
Your beautiful daughter made me younger yesterday
Beautiful daughter, now the darkness hides the tears that soak
The pillow where she lay
Your beautiful daughter made me younger yesterday
Beautiful daughter, now the darkness hides the tears that soak
The pillow where she lay
Beautiful daughter give me more, open the door
Your beautiful daughter made me younger yesterday
Beautiful daughter, now the darkness hides the tears that soak
The pillow where she lay ...
Zaterdag 25 juni 2005
Laramie
Laramie
Composer(s): Cyril J. Mockridge - Bill Olafson
Performer(s): Geoff Love; Los Aragon
Stranger ride carefully
Stay 'way from your gun
There's danger in Laramie
For men on the run
Your gray eyes shift warily
There's no room here for you
Just stay wise, this is Laramie
Keep traveling on through
Faster guns than yours
Have made the foolish play
The next time that you draw
May be the last
We're a peaceful town
We aim to stay that way
Our justice isn't fancy
But it's fast
Zaterdag 25 juni 2005
Beautiful Child
Beautiful Child
Composer(s): Stevie Nicks
Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac
and multiple other artists
Beautiful child
Beautiful child
You are a beautiful child
And I am a fool once more
You fell in love when I was only ten
The years disappeared
Much has gone by since then
I bite my lip, can you send me away
You touch
I have no choice
I have to stay
I had to stay
Sleepless child
There is so little time
Your eyes say yes
But you don't say yes
I wish that you were mine
You say it will be harder in the morning
I wait for you to say, just go
Your hands, held mine so few hours
And I'm not a child anymore
I'm not a child anymore
I'm tall enough
To reach for the stars
I'm old enough
To love you from afar
To trusting... yes?
But then women usually are
I'm not a child anymore
No, I'm not a child, oh no
Tall enough to reach for the stars
I will do
As I'm told
Even if I never hold you again
I never hold you again
Vrijdag 24 juni 2005
L'aquoiboniste
L'aquoiboniste
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Jane Birkin
C'est un aquoiboniste
Un faiseur de plaisantristes
Qui dit toujours à quoi bon
À quoi bon
Un aquoiboniste
Un modeste guitariste
Qui n'est jamais dans le ton
À quoi bon
Un aquoiboniste
Un modeste guitariste
Qui n'est jamais dans le ton
À quoi bon
Un aquoiboniste
Un peu trop idéaliste
Qui répèt' sur tous les tons
À quoi bon
Un aquoiboniste
Un drôl' de je m'enfoutiste
Qui dit à tort à raison
À quoi bon
Un aquoiboniste
Qui s'fout de tout et persiste
À dire j'veux bien mais au fond
À quoi bon
Un aquoiboniste
Qu'a pas besoin d'oculiste
Pour voir la merde du monde
À quoi bon
Un aquoiboniste
Qui me dit le regard triste
Toi je t'aime, les autres ce sont
Tous des cons
Vrijdag 24 juni 2005
Beautiful But Dumb
Beautiful But Dumb
Composer(s): Lonnie Johnson
Performer(s): Lonnie Johnson
To marry a beautiful woman these days
Is just like a murder crime
To marry a beautiful woman these days
Is just like a murder crime
If you lookin' for a real good woman
Boy you just wastin' time
First she don't know how to sweeten your coffee
She can't even make up your bed
She don't know how to sweeten your coffee
She can't make up your bed
She can't even roast your meat
And how she mess up your bread
Next she can't bake cornbread
She can't even boil beef stew
She can't even bake cornbread
She can't boil beef stew
Man if your woman is beautiful and dumb
That don't mean a thing to you
My gal baked me some bread this morning
The bread refused to rise
My gal baked me some bread this morning
The bread refused to rise
The crust was tough on the bread
Was as the rubber on a Maxwell tyre
Some men crave beautiful women
But in my life it's not worthwile
Some men crave beautiful women
But in my life it's not worthwile
After all they're just beautiful
Ain't got sense of a newborn child
Donderdag 23 juni 2005
L'aquila
L'aquila
Composer(s): Lucio Battisti - Mogol
First release by: Lucio Battisti - 1972
Il fiume va
guardo più in là
un'automobile corre
e lascia dietro sé
del fumo grigio e me
e questo verde mondo
indifferente perché
da troppo tempo ormai
apre le braccia a nessuno
come me che ho bisogno
di qualche cosa di più
che non puoi darmi tu
un'auto che va
basta già a farmi chiedere se io vivo
Mezz'ora fa
mostravi a me
la tua bandiera d'amore
che amore poi non è
e mi dicevi che
che io dovrei cambiare
per diventare come te
che ami solo me
ma come un'aquila può
diventare aquilone
che sia legata oppure no
non sarà mai di cartone no
cosa son io non so
ma un'auto che va
basta già a farmi chiedere se io vivo
basta già a farmi chiedere se io vivo
Il fiume va sa dove andare
guardo più in là in cerca d'amore
un'automobile corre non ci son nuove terre
e lascia dietro sé
del fumo grigio e me
e questo verde mondo nel quale mi confondo
indifferente perché
da troppo tempo ormai
apre le braccia a nessuno
come me che ho bisogno
di qualche cosa di più
che non puoi darmi tu
un'auto che va basta già a farmi chiedere se io vivo
Donderdag 23 juni 2005
Beautiful Brown Eyes
Beautiful Brown Eyes
Composer(s): Traditional - Alton Delmore - Dick Smith
Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney
and multiple other artists
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
I'll never love blue eyes again
Willie, I love you, my Darlin'
I love you with all my heart
Tomorrow we might have been married
But ramblin' has kept us apart
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
I'll never love blue eyes again
Down through the barroom he staggered
And fell down by the door
The very last words that he uttered
I'll never see brown eyes no more
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes
I'll never love blue eyes again
Woensdag 22 juni 2005
L'apparenza
L'apparenza
Performer(s): Lucio Battisti
Quindi facendo finta
che non sai parlare
ti metti un dito in bocca, l'anulare
Dirigi una quinta qualsiasi
sposti tre vasi come le tre carte
mi metti a parte di una confidenza
senza vocali e senza consonanti
tiri con gli occhi chiusi sull'atlante
l'indice come un pulsante
accende una nazione in cui mi sa
che a quest'ora è notte piena o molto nuvoloso
pieghi la schiena
cali il tuo sipario di capelli
sopra l'armamentario voluttuario
quindi ti sollevi in mulinelli
dall'indaco e il blu di Prussia profondissimi
Ti rilassi bussando
tristemente assorta sopra una porta
che non c'è per niente la spingi che era aperta
mi racconti come un capogiro
i fatti i posti pieni di respiro
mi presenti un regalo
ed attraverso ci vedo
le tue mani contenenti
lo scarti prima sciogli
questi fiocchetti inestricabili
ti imbrogli e fai cadere e credere
in un danno incalcolabile e l'aria vulnerabile raccogli
incolli l'invisibile
e d'improvviso scrolli in gocce questa scena
fai la feroce coi baffi che non hai da puma
sulle guance gonfiate fai la precoce
Che scarica un gran volume
d'indolenza incendiaria
quindi sei l'avversaria di un arioso colosso pugilatore
poi mormori indecenze
senza parole a un confessore
lo respingi in sequenza d'inseguimento
infili il balcone ti scansi di lato
fai la ricognizione
se ha fatto centro il precipitato
Rientri con cavalli fragorosi e salti di delfini
tra marosi
Woensdag 22 juni 2005
Beautiful Boys
Beautiful Boys
Composer(s): Yoko Ono
Performer(s): John Lennon & Yoko Ono
You're a beautiful boy
With all your little toys
Your eyes have seen the world
Though you're only four years old
And your tears are streaming
Even when you're smiling
Please never be afraid to cry
You're a beautiful boy
With all your little ploys
Your mind has changed the world
And you're now forty years old
You got all you can carry
And still feel somehow empty
Don't ever be afraid to fly
All you beautiful boys
Creating multiple plays
You like to fence in your world
And settle down when you're old
You can run from pole to pole
And never scratch your soul
Don't be afraid to go to hell and back
Don't be afraid to go to hell and back
Don't be afraid to be afraid
Dinsdag 21 juni 2005
L'appareil À Sous
L'appareil À Sous
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
First release by: Brigitte Bardot - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
Tu n'es qu'un appareil à sou-
Pirs
Un appareil à sou-
Rire
À ce jeu
Je
Ne joue pas
Je n'aime pas
Cet opéra de quatre sou-
Pirs
Cet air que tu as de sou-
Rire
Je ne pou-
Rrais qu'en sou-
Ffrir
On ne gagne que des gros sou-
Pirs
À vouloir tant assou-
Vir
Tout ce je
Ne
Sais quoi d'a-
Nimal en soi
Qui nous fait prendre à tous nos sou-
Pirs
Je te dis ça sans sou-
Rire
Je ne pou-
Rrais qu'en rou-
Gir
Au fond tu n'es pas meilleure ou
Pires
Que celles qui pour moi sou
Pirent
Mais ce jeu
Ne
M'émeut pas
Tu n'm'aimes pas
J'y perdrais le sommeil et le sou-
Rire
Jusqu'à mon dernier sou-
Pir
Et ne pou-
Rrais qu'en mou-
Rir
Dinsdag 21 juni 2005
Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)
Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)
Composer(s): John Lennon
First release by: John Lennon & Yoko Ono
Covered by multiple other artists
Close your eyes
Have no fear
The monster's gone
He's on the run and your daddy's here
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It's getting better and better
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Out on the ocean sailing away
I can hardly wait
To see you come of age
But I guess we'll both just have to be patient
'Cause it's a long way to go
A hard row to hoe
Yes it's a long way to go
But in the meantime
Before you cross the street
Take my hand
Life is what happens to you
While you're busy making other plans
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It's getting better and better
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Darling, darling, darling
Darling Sean
Maandag 20 juni 2005
L'anthracite
L'anthracite
((English Version: Anthracite (by Mick Harvey) - 1997))
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
First release by: Serge Gainsbourg - 1959
Les pensées que je médite
Sont plus noires que l'anthracite
Mais que faire quand tu te fous
Si éperdument de nous
Si à rire je t'incite
C'est que mon humour anthracite
A tourné en dérision
Ton dédain et ma passion
Mais prends garde ma petite
À mon humeur anthracite
J'arracherai animal
Le cri et les fleurs du mal
Fleurs de serre fleurs maudites
À la nuit noire anthracite
Je les prendrai malgré toi
Sous les ronces de tes doigts
Allons viens, viens et fais vite
Que ta chaleur anthracite
Vienne réchauffer mon cœur
Et refroidir ma fureur
Tout contre moi tu t'agites
Dans une rage anthracite
Mais qu'importe si tu mords
Je veux ton âme et ton corps
C'est ton regard que j'évite
Car le mien est anthracite
Et je n'veux point que tu voies
Tout l'amour que j'ai pour toi
Je t'aime ô ma belle Aphrodite
A l'âme noir anthracite
Mais plus t'aime t'aimerai
Plus me mine minerai
Maandag 20 juni 2005
Beautiful Annabell Lee
Beautiful Annabell Lee
Composer(s): Alfred Bryan - Artie Mehlinger - George W. Meyer
Many years ago down beside the sea
All the love I know fill'd this heart o' me
She was all the world to me and all the heaven too
In the days that used to be when only skies were blue
Came a breeze one night from the winter skies
And my rose of white
Closed her starry eyes
Every night I look for her along the lonely shore
But the night wind like the raven answers "never more"
Beautiful Annabell Lee left me alone by the sea
She was like a tender flower that blooms in May
But the angels came and took her away one day
Beautiful Annabell Lee gone for eternity now the robins sing to me
Oh how I wish they'd bring to me my beautiful Annabell Lee
Zondag 19 juni 2005
L'antechrist
L'antechrist
Composer(s): Georges Brassens - Jean Bertola
Performer(s): Maxime le Forestier
Je ne suis pas du tout l'Antéchrist de service
J'ai même pour Jésus et pour son sacrifice
Un brin d'admiration, soit dit sans ironie
Car ce n'est sûrement pas une sinécure
Non, que de se laisser cracher à la figure
Par la canaille et la racaille réunies
Bien sûr, il est normal que la foule révère
Ce héros qui jadis partit pour aller faire
L'alpiniste avant l'heure en haut du Golgotha
En portant sur l'épaule une croix accablante
En méprisant l'insulte et le remonte-pente
Et sans aucun bravo qui le réconfortât!
Bien sûr, autour du front, la couronne d'épines
L'éponge trempée dans Dieu sait quelle bibine
Et les clous enfoncés dans les pieds et les mains
C'est très inconfortable et ça vous tarabuste
Même si l'on est brave et si l'on est robuste
Et si le paradis est au bout du chemin
Bien sûr, mais il devait défendre son prestige
Car il était le fils du ciel, l'enfant prodige
Il était le Messie et ne l'ignorait pas
Entre son père et lui, c'était l'accord tacite
Tu montes sur la croix et je te ressuscite!
On meurt de confiance avec un tel papa
Il a donné sa vie sans doute mais son zèle
Avait une portée quasi universelle
Qui rendait le supplice un peu moins douloureux
Il savait que, dans chaque église, il serait tête
D'affiche et qu'il aurait son portrait en vedette
Entouré des élus, des saints, des bienheureux
En se sacrifiant, il sauvait tous les hommes
Du moins le croyait-il! Au point où nous en sommes
On peut considérer qu'il s'est fichu dedans
Le jeu, si j'ose dire, en valait la chandelle
Bon nombre de chrétiens et même d'infidèles
Pour un but aussi noble, en feraient tout autant
Cela dit je ne suis pas l'Antéchrist de service
Zondag 19 juni 2005
Beautiful And Dangerous
Beautiful And Dangerous
Composer(s): Desmond Dekker
Performer(s): Desmond Dekker
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
Tell me why
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
Tell me why
Tears are falling down my face
All because of you
River deep and a mountain high
All because of you
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I feel like I'm gonna die
Is it because you leave me here
Just to sit and cry
Beautiful and Dangerous
There is nothing to discuss, no
You can't capture me, no-no, no-no, no
All you do is freeze
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I feel like I'm gonna die
Is it because you leave me here
Just to sit and cry
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I feel like I'm gonna die
Is it because you leave me here
Just to sit and cry
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
Tell me why
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why
Tell me why...
Zaterdag 18 juni 2005
L'anno Che Verrà
L'anno Che Verrà
Composer(s): Lucio Dalla
First release by: Lucio Dalla - 1978
Caro amico ti scrivo così mi distraggo un po'
e siccome sei molto lontano più forte ti scriverò
Da quando sei partito c'è una grossa novità
l'anno vecchio è finito ormai
ma qualcosa ancora qui non va
Si esce poco la sera compreso quando è festa
e c'è chi ha messo dei sacchi di sabbia vicino alla finestra
e si sta senza parlare per intere settimane
e a quelli che hanno niente da dire
del tempo ne rimane
Ma la televisione ha detto che il nuovo anno
porterà una trasformazione
e tutti quanti stiamo già aspettando
sarà tre volte Natale e festa tutto il giorno
ogni Cristo scenderà dalla croce
anche gli uccelli faranno ritorno
Ci sarà da mangiare e luce tutto l'anno
anche i muti potranno parlare
mentre i sordi già lo fanno
E si farà l'amore ognuno come gli va
anche i preti potranno sposarsi
ma soltanto a una certa età
e senza grandi disturbi qualcuno sparirà
saranno forse i troppo furbi
e i cretini di ogni età
Vedi caro amico cosa ti scrivo e ti dico
e come sono contento
di essere qui in questo momento
vedi, vedi, vedi, vedi
vedi caro amico cosa si deve inventare
per poterci ridere sopra
per continuare a sperare
E se quest'anno poi passasse in un istante
vedi amico mio
come diventa importante
che in questo istante ci sia anch'io
L'anno che sta arrivando tra un anno passerà
io mi sto preparando è questa la novità
Zaterdag 18 juni 2005
Beautiful
