Donderdag 26 april 2007
L'enfant Aux Papillons
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L'enfant Aux Papillons
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Donderdag 26 april 2007
Bonaparte's Retreat
Bonaparte's Retreat
Composer(s): Pee Wee King; Redd Stewart
Performer(s): Kay Starr
and various other artists
Met the man I love
In a town way down in Dixie
`Neath the stars above
He was the sweetest man you ever did see
When he held me in his arms and
Told me of my many charms he
Kissed me while the fiddles played
The Bonaparte's Retreat
All the world was bright
When he held me on that night
And I heard him say
Please don't ever go away
When he held me in his arms and
Told me of my many charms he
Kissed me while the fiddles played
The Bonaparte's Retreat
When he held me in his arms and
Told me of my many charms he
Kissed me while the fiddles played
The Bonaparte's Retreat
All the world was bright
When he held me on that night
And I heard him say
Please don't 'cha go away
He's gone, and I'll admit I knew that
I had met my Waterloo I
Knew that he would say "Adieu"
With Bonaparte's Retreat
Goodbye little boy
Goodbye little joy
Goodbye little boy
So long little joy
Goodbye little
Woensdag 25 april 2007
L'enfant Au Walkman
L'enfant Au Walkman
Composer(s): Jean Roussel - Julien Clerc - Luc Plamondon
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Il ne sait même pas compter
Jusqu'à trois, mais il connaît
Les noms de tous les groupes anglais
L'enfant au walkman
Pas besoin d'aller à l'école
Pour vivre comme ses idoles
Il ferme les yeux il s'envole
L'enfant au walkman
On dirait qu'il plane
L'enfant au walkman
Ciel de cellophane
Il ne nous voit pas il plane, il plane
Il voit la vie en vidéo
Et dans sa tête, c'est bien plus beau
Que dans tous les livres d'histoire
Où les héros sont tristes à voir
Attend-il dans les décibels
Les ondes d'un monde parallèle
Qui lui ressemble et qui l'appelle
L'enfant au walkman
On dirait qu'il plane
L'enfant au walkman
Ciel de cellophane
Il ne nous voit pas il plane, il plane
Quand on lui parle d'avenir
Il nous répond par un sourire
Pour dire qu'il ne veut pas grandir
L'enfant au walkman
On dirait qu'il plane
L'enfant au walkman
Ciel de cellophane
Il ne nous voit pas il plane, il plane
Il plane
Woensdag 25 april 2007
Bonanza Theme Song
Bonanza Theme Song
Composer(s): Jay Livingston; Ray Evans
Performer(s): Lorne Greene;
Dan Blocker; Michael Landon
We chased lady luck, til we finally struck
Bonanza
With a gun and a rope and a hat full of hope
We planted our family tree
We got a hold of a pot full of gold
Bonanza
With a horse and a saddle
and a ring full of cattle
How rich can a fellow be?
On this land we put our brand
Cartwright is the name
Fortune smiled
the day we filed the Ponderosa claim
Here in the west
we're livin' in the best
Bonanza
If anyone fights anyone of us
He's got a fight with me
Bonanza
Hoss and Joe and Adam know every rock and pine
No one works fights, or eats, Like those boys of mine
Here we stand in the middle of a grand
Bonanza
With a gun and a rope and a hatful of hope
We planted our family tree
We got a hold of a potful of gold
Bonanza
With a houseful of friends where the rainbow ends
How rich can a fellow be?
On this land we put our brand Cartwright is the name
Fortune smiled, the day we filed the Ponderosa claim
Here in the west we're living in the best
Bonanza
With the friendliest, fightingist, lovingist band
That ever set foot in the promised land
And we're happier than them all
That's why we call it
Bonanza...Bonanza.. Bonanza..
Dinsdag 24 april 2007
L'enfant Au Tambour
L'enfant Au Tambour
((Adapted from: Carol Of The Drum (The Jack Halloran Singers) - 1957))
Composer(s): Katherine Davis - Henry Onorati - Georges Coulonges
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1965
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1958 - Little Drummer Boy (The Harry Simeone Chorale)
1965 - Den Lille Trommesla'r (Bjørn Tidmand)
1966 - La Cancion Del Tamborilero (Raphael)
1973 - Kleine Trommelaar (Will Tura)
1982 - Peace On Earth/Little Drummer Boy (Bing Crosby & David Bowie)
1987 - Der Kleine Trommler (Heintje)
2009 - Trommedrengen (Linda Andrews, Malmö Symfoniorkester, Dobbeltkvartetten)
Sur la route, parum pum pum pum
Petit tambour s'en va, parum pum pum pum
Il sent son cœur qui bat, parum pum pum pum
Au rythme de ses pas, parum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
O, petit enfant, parum pum pum pum
Où-où vas-tu?
Hier mon père, parum pum pum pum
A suivi le tambour, parum pum pum pum
Le tambour des soldats, parum pum pum pum
Alors, je vais au ciel, parum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Là, je veux donner pour son retour
Mon-on tambour
Tous les anges, parum pum pum pum
Ont pris leurs beaux tambours, parum pum pum pum
Et ont dit à l'enfant, parum pum pum pum
"Ton père est de retour", parum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
Et l'enfant s'éveille, parum pum pum pum
Sur son tambour
Dinsdag 24 april 2007
Bonanza
Bonanza
Composer(s): Jay Livingston; Ray Evans
Performer(s): Johnny Cash
The plain we hold is as good as gold, bonanza
Hand in hand we built this land, the Ponderosa ranch
Our birthright is this Cartwright bonanza
We help along and standing strong, wrong ain't got a chance
Chorus:
Day by day, work or play
Ready, side by side
Hello friend, come on in
The gate is open wide
Proud to be a fighting free bonanza
Singing pines of boundary lines for the Ponderosa ranch
Every tree and flower is part of our bonanza
Stars at night, morning light, water in the branch
We ride along, four men strong together
Every plain and ridge is our heritage, Ponderosa ranch
Chorus
Maandag 23 april 2007
L'enfance
L'enfance
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
Performer(s): Jacques Brel
L'enfance
Qui peut nous dire quand ça finit
Qui peut nous dire quand ça commence
C'est rien avec de l'imprudence
C'est tout ce qui n'est pas écrit
L'enfance
Qui nous empêche de la vivre
De la revivre infiniment
De vivre à remonter le temps
De déchirer la fin du livre
L'enfance
Qui se dépose sur nos rides
Pour faire de nous de vieux enfants
Nous revoilà jeunes amants
Le cœur est plein la tête est vide
L'enfance l'enfance
L'enfance
C'est encore le droit de rêver
Et le droit de rêver encore
Mon père était un chercheur d'or
L'ennui c'est qu'il en a trouvé
L'enfance
Il est midi tous les quart d'heure
Il est jeudi tous les matins
Les adultes sont déserteurs
Tous les bourgeois sont des Indiens
L'enfance
L'enfance
{+ couplet isolé :}
Si les parents savaient l'enfance
Si les moindres amants savaient
Si par chance ils savaient l'enfance
Il n'y aurait plus d'enfants jamais
Maandag 23 april 2007
Bon Voyage
Bon Voyage
Composer(s): Tim Finn
Performer(s): Split Enz
Please don't forget me, bon voyage
I remember days of summer in your arms
Lonely and weary, bon voyage
All too brief an introduction to love's charms
And all that I give you, is brighter than the stars above
And it makes no difference what was said, we were in love
Bon Voyage, lady fare thee well
It's impossible to say when I'll see you
But you never can tell
Bon voyage, bon voyage
We were connected, side by side
It was only for a few years, but what a ride
Both of us crazy, but we came
To a secret understanding all the same
And all that I wish you
Is brighter than the stars above
And it makes no difference what people think
When we're in love
Bon voyage, lady guillotine
I was glad to lose my head
But I didn't expect to lose my heart as well
Bon voyage, bon voyage
...Bon Voyage...Bon Voyage...
Zondag 22 april 2007
Lend Me Your Comb
Lend Me Your Comb
Composer(s): Ben Weisman - Fred Wise - Kay Twomey
Performer(s): Carl Perkins - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists
Lend me your comb
it's time to go home
I got to go past
my hair is a mess
Your mammy will scold
your pappy will shout
Unless we come in
the way we went out
Kissing you was fun honey
but thanks for the date
But I must come to run honey
but you know baby it's getting late
Just wait till I say
my darling
lend me your comb
We got to go home
Kissing you was fun honey
but thanks for the date
But I must come to run, honey
but sugar, it's getting late
Just wait till I say
my darling
lend me your comb
We got to go home
Zondag 22 april 2007
Bon Temps Rouler
Bon Temps Rouler
Composer(s): Claude Lemesle; Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain
Dans la ville, vieille ville, Nouvelle-Orléans
Les corps se mélangent à chaque pas
Tambours libres, tempo libre, libre accouplement
La belle cuisine que voilà
Ce que ça dit là, c'est pas du bla-bla
Ce que ça fait là, c'est pas voodoo mais y a de ça
Groovez,groovez la-las
Groovez jumbos, gumbos et ya-yas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Groovez, groovez la-las
Jacomo finane finit pas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Dans la ville des Neville, Nouvelle-Orléans
La musique en noir et blanc, c'est là
Tout se tisse, tout métisse et frotte tout le temps
La belle cuisine que voilà
Ce que ça dit là, c'est pas du bla-bla
Ce que ça fait là, c'est pas voodoo mais y a de ça
Groovez,groovez la-las
Groovez jumbos, gumbos et ya-yas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Groovez, groovez la-las
Jacomo finane finit pas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Sous la lune, jaune lune, béni soit tout ça
De l'Afrique chante encore la voix
Vent créole, même Éole a jamais soufflé ça
C'est musique et magique à la fois
Ce que ça dit là, c'est pas du bla-bla
Ce que ça fait là, c'est pas voodoo mais y a de ça
Groovez,groovez la-las
Groovez jumbos, gumbos et ya-yas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Groovez, groovez la-las
Jacomo finane finit pas
Et 1,2,3,4, bon temps rouler là!
Zaterdag 21 april 2007
Lend A Helpin' Hand
Lend A Helpin' Hand
Composer(s): Allen Collins - Ronnie Van Zant - Gary Rossington
Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd; The Farmer Boys
Oh
Now when you think the time's are tough
Take a look around
'Cause babies are dying from disease
Sleeping out on the ground
People never seen the tortured eyes
From a foreign land
No
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
lend a helpin' hand
If you can
Lend a helpin' hand
Do it if you can
Oh
Every time you feed your face
Do you bow your head
Hunger kills each and every day
Won't you share your bread
If you've ever felt the pain inside
I know you'd understand
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
You better, lend a helpin' hand
If you can
Lend a helpin' hand
Do it if you can
Oh
Every time you feed that face
Do you look around
For somebody right in your own neighborhood
Sleepin out on the ground
If you've ever felt the pain inside
I know you'd understand
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
Why don't you, lend a helpin' hand
If you can
Lend a helpin' hand
Won't you please lend a helpin' hand
Zaterdag 21 april 2007
Blau Wie Das Meer
Blau Wie Das Meer
((Adapted from: L'amour Est Bleu (Vicky Leandros) - 1967))
Composer(s): Pierre Cour - André Popp - Klaus Munro
Performer(s): Séverine - 1971
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - L'amore È Blu (Orietta Berti)
1967 - El Amor Es Triste (Raphael)
1968 - Love Is Blue (Ray Conniff and The Singers)
2009 - Lásko Máš Modrý Stín (Lucie Bílá)
Weit, weit so wie das Meer
Waren die Berge, bis ich dich fand
Weit, weit so wie das Meer
Gehen wir zwei nun Hand in Hand
Blau, blau so wie das Meer
So wie der Himmel über uns zwei'n
Blau, blau soll jeder Tag
Unserer großen Liebe sein
Und ich schau' auf das Meer hinaus
Denn mein Herz lernt so vieles daraus
Grau, grau so wie das Meer
Ziehen die dunklen Wollen dahin
Grau, grau ist nun die Welt
Weil ich so lang nicht bei dir bin
Tief, tief so wie das Meer
Ist meine Sehnsucht, wenn du mir fehlst
Wind, Wind sing mir dein Lied
Ich hör' so gern, was du erzählst
Und ich schau' auf das Meer hinaus
Denn mein Herz lernt so vieles daraus
Wind, Wind so wie das Meer
Wenn fremde Stürme Tag und Nacht wehen
Wind, Wind so wie das Meer
Schlug auch mein Herz beim Wiedersehen
Blau, blau so wie das Meer
Ist nun der Himmel über und zwei'n
Blau, blau wird jeder Tag
Unserer großen Liebe sein
Blau wie das Meer im Sonnenschein
Vrijdag 20 april 2007
L'encre De Tes Yeux
L'encre De Tes Yeux
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel; Assia
Puisqu'on ne vivra jamais tous les deux
Puisqu'on est fou, puisqu'on est seuls
Puisqu'ils sont si nombreux
Même la morale parle pour eux
J'aimerais quand même te dire
Tout ce que j'ai pu écrire
Je l'ai puisé à l'encre de tes yeux
Je n'avais pas vu que tu portais des chaînes
À trop vouloir te regarder
J'en oubliais les miennes
On rêvait de Venise et de liberté
J'aimerais quand même te dire
Tout ce que j'ai pu écrire
C'est ton sourire qui me l'a dicté
Tu viendras longtemps marcher dans mes rêves
Tu viendras toujours du côté
Où le soleil se lève
Et si malgré ça j'arrive à t'oublier
J'aimerais quand même te dire
Tout ce que j'ai pu écrire
Aura longtemps le parfum des regrets
Mais puisqu'on ne vivra jamais tous les deux
Puisqu'on est fou, puisqu'on est seuls
Puisqu'ils sont si nombreux
Même la morale parle pour eux
J'aimerais quand même te dire
Tout ce que j'ai pu écrire
Je l'ai puisé à l'encre de tes yeux
Vrijdag 20 april 2007
Bon Anniversaire
Bon Anniversaire
English, Italian, & Spanish Titles:
Happy Anniversary; Buon Anniversario; Qué Buen Aniversario
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
J'ai mis mon complet neuf mes souliers qui me serrent
Et je suis prêt déjà depuis pas mal de temps
Ce soir est important car c'est l'anniversaire
Du jour où le bonheur t'avait vêtue de blanc
Mais je te sens nerveuse au bord de la colère
Alors je ne dis rien, mieux vaut être prudent
Si je disais un mot, ton fichu caractère
M'enverrait sur les roses et l'on perdrait du temps
Il est huit heures un quart et tu attends la robe
Qu'on devait te livre ce matin au plus tard
Pour comble tes cheveux au peigne se dérobent
Tout semble se liguer pour qu'on soit en retard
Si tout va de ce train la soirée au théâtre
Et l'auteur à la mode on s'en fera un deuil
Adieu pièce d'Anouilh, d'Anouilh ou bien de Sartre
Je ne sais plus très bien, mais j'ai deux bons fauteuils
Bon anniversaire! Bon anniversaire!
Ta robe est arrivée enfin tu respires
Moi pour gagner du temps je t'aide de mon mieux
Tout semble s'arranger mais soudain c'est le pire
La fermeture arrête et coince au beau milieu
On s'énerve tous deux, on pousse et puis l'on tire
On se mêle les doigts, on y met tant d'ardeur
Que dans un bruit affreux le tissu se déchire
Et je vois tes espoirs se transformer en pleurs
Aux environs de onze heures enfin te voilà prête
Mais le temps d'arriver, le théâtre est fermé
Viens, viens on ira souper tous deux en tête à tête
Non tu as le cœur gros non tu préfères rentrer
Par les rues lentement nous marchons en silence
Tu souris, je t'embrasse et tu souris encore
La soirée est gâchée mais on a de la chance
Puisque nous nous aimons l'amour est le plus fort
Bon anniversaire! Bon anniversaire!
Bon anniversaire!
Donderdag 19 april 2007
L'emozione Non Ha Voce
L'emozione Non Ha Voce
Composer(s): Gianni Bella - Mogol Audio 2
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano
Io non so parlar d'amore
l'emozione non ha voce
e mi manca un po' il respiro
se ci sei c'è troppa luce
la mia anima si spande
dove musica d'estate
poi la voglia sai mi prende
e si accende con i baci tuoi
Io con te sarò sincero
resterò quel che sono
disonesto mai lo giuro
ma se tradisci non perdono
ti sarò per sempre amico
pur geloso come sai
io lo so mi contraddico
ma preziosa sei tu per me
Fra le mie braccia dormirai
serenamente
ed è importante questo sai
per sentirci pienamente noi
un'altra vita mi darai
che io non conosco
la mia compagna tu sarai
fino a quando so che lo vorrai
Due caratteri diversi
prendon fuoco facilmente
ma divisi siamo persi
ci sentiamo quasi niente
siamo due legati dentro
da un amore che ci dà
la profonda convinzione
che nessuno ci dividerà
Fra le mie braccia dormirai
serenamente
ed è importante questo sai
per sentirci pienamente noi
un'altra vita mi darai
che io non conosco
la mia compagna tu sarai
fino a quando lo vorrai
Noi vivremo come sai
solo di sincerità
di amore e di fiducia
poi sarà quel che sarà
Tra le mie braccia dormirai
serenamente
ed è importante questo sai
per sentirci pienamente noi
pienamente noi...
Donderdag 19 april 2007
Bomba O Non Bomba
Bomba O Non Bomba
Composer(s): Antonello Venditti
Performer(s): Antonello Venditti
Partirono in due ed erano abbastanza
un pianoforte una chitarra e molta fantasia
e fu a Bologna che scoppiò la prima bomba
tra una festa e una piadina di periferia
e bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi
A Sasso Marconi incontrammo una ragazza
che viveva sdraiata sull'orlo di una piazza
noi le dicemmo vieni dolce sarà la strada
lei sfogliò il fiore e poi ci disse no
ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi
A Roncobilaccio ci venne incontro un vecchio
lo sguardo profondo e un fazzoletto al collo
ci disse ragazzi in campana qui non vi lasceranno andare
hanno chiamato la polizia a cavallo
ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi
A Firenze dormimmo da un intellettuale
la faccia giusta e tutto quanto il resto
ci disse no, compagni, amici, io disapprovo il passo
manca l'analisi e poi non c' ho l'elmetto
ma bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado te
A Orvieto poi ci fu l'apoteosi
il sindaco, la banda e le bandiere in mano
ci dissero l'autostrada è bloccata e non vi lasceranno passare
ma sia ben chiaro che noi, noi siamo tutti con voi
e bomba o non bomba voi arriverete a Roma, malgrado noi
Parlamentammo a lungo e poi ci fu un discorso
il capitano disse va bene e così sia
e la fanfara poi intonò le prime note
e ci trovammo proprio in faccia a Porta Pia
e bomba o non bomba noi arriveremo a Roma, malgrado voi
La gente ci amava, e questo è l'importante
regalammo cioccolata e sigarette vere
bevemmo poi del vino rosso dalle mani unite
e finalmente ci fecero suonare
e bomba o non bomba noi siamo arrivati a Roma, insieme a voi
Woensdag 18 april 2007
Lemon Twist
Lemon Twist
Composer(s): Bobby Troup
Performer(s): Bobby Troup
and multiple other artists
Here is a word to the wise
The top dieticians in town insist
The best source of vitamin C there can be
Is a lemon twist
Even a sceptic replies
That here's a suggestion you can't resist
A cool drink with ice is improved
With some slices of lemon twist
It isn't merely circumstancial evidence
That the lemon is a highly healthful citrus fruit
The most respected scientists agree with the physiologists
That here's one fact you can't dispute
Why don't you open your eyes
Your psychosomatic ills won't persist
If quick like a rabbit
You latch to the habit of lemon twist
Here is a word to the wise
The top dieticians in town insist
The best source of vitamin C there can be
Is a lemon twist
Even a sceptic replies
That here's a suggestion you can't resist, no
A cool drink with ice is improved
With some slices of lemon twist
Oh, it isn't merely circumstancial evidence
That the lemon is a highly healthful citrus fruit
The most respected scientists agree with the physiologists
That here's one fact you can't dispute
Why don't you open your eyes
Your psychosomatic ills won't persist, here we go
If quick like a rabbit
You latch to the habit of lemon twist
Woensdag 18 april 2007
Bomb Day In Paris
Bomb Day In Paris
Composer(s): Wayne Kramer
Performer(s): Wayne Kramer
On the subway platform
Near the trash can
Arm fragments point out
A fine spray
On the token booth
It's bomb day in Paris
I'ts bomb day in Sri Lanka
Two bombs kill 50
Train interior littered
With blood and papers
Bomb day in New York
Smoke faced workers
Outraged FBI officials
What if they
Really had knocked down
The world trade center?
But it didn't turn out the way
They planned
Never does
Bomb day in Atlanta
What a surprise
Blowing the image
Of a peace loving society
Noooo, this is not Belfast
Noooo, this is Oklahoma City
This mayhem ain't just nut cases
With a knack for making fertilizer blow up
Bombs have always been part of the deal in America
And the rockets red glare
The bombs bursting in air
The Bronx bombers
The brown bomber
The 50-yard bomb
Phillis schlafly says, the
Atomic bomb is a marvelous gift
From a wise god
26,000 in the world today
America has the most
Hot doggie
Soooo, why wouldn't this
Index of violence
Show up in Atlanta?
Or Leeds? or Paris?
Extremists
Fundamentalists
Only do around the corner
What governments do around the planet
Bomb loving leaders get
Bomb loving citizens
O say can you see?
It's bomb day in Paris
Dinsdag 17 april 2007
Lemon Tree
Lemon Tree
((Dutch Version: De Rozenstruik (Luc Steeno) - 2002))
Composer(s): Will Holt
First recording/First release by: Will Holt & Dolly Jonah - 1960/1961
Covered by multiple other artists
When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me
"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree"
"Don't put your faith in love, my boy," my father said to me
"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree"
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the stars rose in the sky
We passed that summer lost in love, beneath the lemon tree
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
One day she left without a word, she took away the sun
And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done
She left me for another, it's a common tale but true
A sadder man, but wiser now, I sing these words to you
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
Dinsdag 17 april 2007
Bom Tempo
