Dinsdag 3 maart 2009
L'inestimable Sceau
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L'inestimable Sceau
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Dinsdag 3 maart 2009
Mad The Swine
Mad The Swine
Composer(s): Brian May; Freddie Mercury; Roger Taylor
Performer(s): Queen
Been here before a long time ago
But this time I wear no sandals
Ages past I gave all you people
Food and water
Three feet tall so very small I'm no trouble
I bring thunder lightning sun and the rain
For all the people in the land
A message of love
I bring you from up above
All good children gather around
Come join your hands and sing along
They call me mad the swine
I guess I'm mad the swine
I've come to save you save you
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the Lord
I woke up on the water just as before
I'll help the meek and the mild and believers and the blind
And all the creatures great and small
Let me take you to the river without a ford
Oh and then one day you realise
You're all the same we've been in life
All I've come to say just like before
They call me mad the swine
I'm mad the swine
I've come to save you save you
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the Lord
Ooh
Oh now
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the Lord
Don't ever fail me
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
I've come to save you save you
Oh now
Mad the swine
Mad the swine
So all you people gather around
Hold out your hands and praise the Lord
Hands and praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
I'll get down on my knees and praise the Lord
Maandag 2 maart 2009
Line Up
Line Up
Composer(s): Steven Tyler - Joe Perry - Lenny Kravitz
Performer(s): Aerosmith
If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight then come on
And line up
When the going gets tough
And your talk ain't enough
Line up
We gotta get up, get out before they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeah
Has got us locked up
Come on and line up
So don't be surprised when they pull the wool over yo eyes
Yeah don't get funked up
If you got the stuff
And you can't get enough
Then line up
If you're out on a limb
And you wanna come in
Then line up
Your head's down, sittin' round
Pick yo face up off the ground
And get yo self together baby
And learn to stand tough
Come on and line up
We better get to it instead of
Just standing around
It's time to get down
If you're playing to win
And your only way in
Is line up
If we all wanna live
Then we all gotta give
Line up
We gotta get up, get out
Before they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeah
Has got us locked up
Come on and line up
You better get to it
Instead of just standing around
Yeah, it's time to get down
If you got all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Line up
Line up
If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight then come on
Line up
Line up
Maandag 2 maart 2009
Mad John
Mad John
Composer(s): Ronnie Lane; Steve Marriott
Performer(s): The Small Faces
There was an old man who lived in the greenwood
nobody knew him or what he had done
but mothers words say to their children beware of Mad John
John would sing with the birds in the morning
laugh with the wind in the cold end of night
but people from behind their curtains, said he's not quite right
John had it sussed he was living the life of a tramp
yes his bed was the cold and the damp but the sun was his friend
he was free
So here was a wise one who loved all the haters
he loved them so much that their hate turned to fear
and shaking from behind their curtains the loved ones would hear
Zondag 1 maart 2009
L'indifférence
L'indifférence
Composer(s): Maurice Vidalin - Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Les mauvais coups, les lâchetés
Quelle importance
Laisse-moi te dire
Laisse-moi te dire et te redire ce que tu sais
Ce qui détruit le monde c'est
L'indifférence
Elle a rompu et corrompu
Même l'enfance
Un homme marche
Un homme marche, tombe, crève dans la rue
Eh bien personne ne l'a vu
L'indifférence
L'indifférence
Elle te tue à petits coups
L'indifférence
Tu es l'agneau, elle est le loup
L'indifférence
Un peu de haine, un peu d'amour
Mais quelque chose
L'indifférence
Chez toi tu n'es qu'un inconnu
L'indifférence
Tes enfants ne te parlent plus
L'indifférence
Tes vieux n'écoutent même plus
Quand tu leur causes
Vous vous aimez et vous avez
Un lit qui danse
Mais elle guette
Elle vous guette et joue au chat à la souris
Mon jour viendra qu'elle se dit
L'indifférence
L'indifférence
Elle te tue à petits coups
L'indifférence
Tu es l'agneau, elle est le loup
L'indifférence
Un peu de haine, un peu d'amour
Mais quelque chose
L'indifférence
Tu es cocu et tu t'en fous
L'indifférence
Elle fait ses petits dans la boue
L'indifférence
Y a plus de haine, y a plus d'amour
Y a plus grand-chose
L'indifférence
Avant qu'on en soit tous crevés
D'indifférence
Je voudrai la voir crucifier
L'indifférence
Qu'elle serait belle écartelée
L'indifférence
Zondag 1 maart 2009
Mad Dogs And Englishmen
Mad Dogs And Englishmen
Composer(s): Noël Coward
Performer(s): Noël Coward
and various other artists
In tropical climes there are certain times of day
When all the citizens retire
to tear their clothes off and perspire
It's one of those rules that the biggest fools obey
Because the sun is much too sultry and one must avoid its ultry-violet ray
Papalaka-papalaka-papalaka-boo
Papalaka-papalaka-papalaka-boo
Digariga-digariga-digariga-doo
Digariga-digariga-digariga-doo
The natives grieve when the white men leave their huts
Because they're obviously, absolutely nuts
Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
The Japanese don't care to, the Chinese wouldn't dare to
Hindus and Argentines sleep firmly from twelve to one
But Englishmen detest a siesta
In the Philippines there are lovely screens
to protect you from the glare
In the Malay states there are hats like plates
which the Britishers won't wear
At twelve noon the natives swoon, and
no further work is done
But Mad Dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
It's such a surprise for the Eastern eyes to see
That though the British are effete
they're quite impervious to heat
When the white man rides, every native hides in glee
Because the simple creatures hope he will
impale his solar topee on a tree
Bolyboly-bolyboly-bolyboly-baa
Bolyboly-bolyboly-bolyboly-baa
Habaninny-habaninny-habaninny-haa
Habaninny-habaninny-habaninny-haa
It seems such a shame that when the English claim the earth
That they give rise to such hilarity and mirth
Mad Dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
The toughest Burmese bandit can never understand it
In Rangoon the heat of noon is just what the natives shun
They put their scotch or rye down, and lie down
In the jungle town where the sun beats down
to the rage of man or beast
The English garb of the English sahib merely gets a bit more creased
In Bangkok, at twelve o'clock, they foam at the mouth and run
But mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
Mad Dogs and Englishmen, go out in the midday sun
The smallest Malay rabbit deplores this stupid habit
In Hong Kong, they strike a gong, and fire off a noonday gun
To reprimand each inmate, who's in late
In the mangrove swamps where the python romps
there is peace from twelve till two
Even caribous lie down and snooze, for there's nothing else to do
In Bengal, to move at all, is seldom if ever done
But mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
Zaterdag 28 februari 2009
L'indien
L'indien
Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud - Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Le premier grand chef de ma tribu
S'appelait - aigle noir -
Guerre après guerre, les blancs se sont installés
Et ont changé jusqu'aux noms des hommes
C'est ainsi que dans notre petit village
Nous avons eu George Washington, aigle noir
Franklin Delano Roosevelt, aigle noir
John Fitzgerald Kennedy, aigle noir
Mais moi je m'appelle aigle noir
Et mon fils s'appellera aigle noir
Notre petit village s'appelait Yucatapa
Yucatapa, l'île verte
Ils en ont fait New York
Mais moi j'habite à Yucatapa
En plein milieu de leur New York
Indiens mes frères
Indiens mes frères
Ils ont souillé
Nos femmes et nos rivières
Nos femmes et nos rivières
Ils ont noyé nos terres
Ils ont noyé nos terres
Ils ont brûlé nos Dieux
Indiens mes frères
Indiens mes frères
Ils ont gagné
Et moi, ils ne m'ont pas attaché
Avec leur chaîne d'or et leur chaîne d'acier
Et quelquefois je rêve
Je rêve que je vole au-dessus de la ville pourrie
Et je revois Yucatapa l'île verte
Et de cette île verte
Montent des fumées
Alors je redescends tousser avec les autres
Et je marche
Je marche dans Broadway
Qui serpente comme un sentier de guerre
Dessous chaque pavé, il y a une hache de guerre
Qui attend
Et quelquefois je sens un arc dans mes mains
Et je vise le haut d'un building
Monsieur Rockfeller, ma flèche
Et monsieur Rockfeller tombe du haut de son empire
Ma flèche dans son œil
L'œil crevé de monsieur Rockfeller
Qui tombe et retombe
Indiens mes frères
Indiens mes frères
Ils ont souillé
Nos femmes et nos rivières
Nos femmes et nos rivières
Ils ont brûlé nos terres
Ils ont brûlé nos terres
Ils ont brûlé nos Dieux
Indiens mes frères
Indiens mes frères
Ils ont gagné
Et voilà, je suis au milieu de la prairie
De mon grand-père
La prairie de mon grand-père
Qu'ils ont appelée - Time Square -
Et qui est grasse de pétrole et de rouge à lèvres
Là où courraient les chevaux
Personne ne me regarde
Personne ne me voit
Je suis indien, je n'existe pas
On ne respecte pas un indien sans ses plumes
Et pourtant, ils sont chez nous mes frères
Ils sont chez moi mes frères
À Yucatapa, à Yucatapa
Indiens mes frères
Indiens mes frères ils ont souillé
Indiens mes frères
Indiens mes frères ils ont gagné
Zaterdag 28 februari 2009
Mad About You
Mad About You
Composer(s): Paula Jean Brown; M.Y. Evans; John Whelan
Performer(s): Belinda Carlisle
I'm mad about you
You're mad about me babe
Couple of fools run wild aren't we
Pushing the day into the nighttime
Somewhere between the two
We start to see
Mad about you (Mad about you)
Lost in your eyes (Reason aside)
Mad about love (Mad about you)
You and I
Something 'bout you
Right here beside me
Touches the touched part of me like I can't believe
Pushing the night into the daytime
Watching the sky's first light
While the city sleeps
Vrijdag 27 februari 2009
Lindeza
Lindeza
Composer(s): Caetano Veloso
Performer(s): Caetano Veloso
and multiple other artists
Coisa linda
É mais que uma idéia louca
Ver-te alcance da boca
Eu nem posso acreditar
Coisa linda
Minha humanidade cresce
Quando o mundo te oferece
E enfim te dás, tens lugar
Promessa de felicidade
Festa da vontade
Nítido farol, sinal
Novo sob o sol
Vida mais real
Coisa linda
Lua lua lua lua
Sol palavra dança nua
Pluma tela pétala
Coisa linda
Desejar-te desde sempre
Ter-te agora e o dia é sempre
Uma alegria pra sempre
Vrijdag 27 februari 2009
Mad About The Boy
Mad About The Boy
Composer(s): Noël Coward
Performer(s): Dinah Washington
and various other artists
Mad about the boy
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy
I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had
About the boy
On the silverscreen
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene
Although I'm quite aware that here and there are traces of the cad
About the boy
Lord knows I'm not a fool girl
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a school girl
In the fury of her first affair
Will it ever cloy
This odd diversity of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane and young again
And all because I'm mad about the boy
So if I could employ
A little magic that will finally destroy
This dream that pains me and enchains me
But I can't because I'm mad...
I'm mad about the boy
Donderdag 26 februari 2009
Linden Lea
Linden Lea
Composer(s): William Barnes - Ralph Vaughn Williams
Performer(s): Clive Palmer
and multiple other artists
Within the woodland flow'ry gladed
By the oak tree's mossy root
The shining grass blade timber shaded
Now do quiver underfoot
And birds do whistle overhead
And water's bubbling in its bed
And there for me the apple tree
Do lean down low, in Linden Lea
When leaves that lately were a-springing
Now do fade within the copse
And painted birds do hush their singing
High upon the timber tops
And brown leaved fruit is turning red
In cloudless sunshine overhead
With root for me the apple tree
Do lean down low, in Linden Lea
Let other folk make money faster
In the air of dark roomed towns
I do not dread a peevish master
Though no man may heed my frowns
For I be free to go abroad
Or take again my homeward road
To where, for me, the apple tree
Do lean down low, in Linden Lea
To where, for me, the apple tree
Do lean down low, in Linden Lea
Donderdag 26 februari 2009
Mad About Him, Sad About Him, How Can I Be Mad About Him Blues
Mad About Him, Sad About Him, How Can I Be Mad About Him Blues
Composer(s): Larry Markes; Dick Charles
Performer(s): Dinah Shore
I went to bed last evening
Feeling blue as I could be
I couldn’t sleep last evening
For what was worrying me
All the tears I’ve wasted
Would surely fill the deep blue sea
I’ve got those sigh about him, cry about him
Morning where am I without him, blues
He keeps me walking on the floor
Then like a fool I ask for more
Although I know he isn’t good
I wouldn’t leave him if I could, I know
I’m not the first on his list
I’d never be missed
I wish I had a dime
For every girl he kissed
I swear I’d be a millionaire
And yet I wouldn’t care
As long as I could get my share
I’ve got those mad about him, sad about him
How can I be glad without him, blues
He makes my dreams go up in smoke
And then he treats it like a joke
He’s just an ordinary sort of guy
And yet I’ll love him till I die, poor me
I’ve got those mad about him, sad about him
How can I be glad without him, blues
Woensdag 25 februari 2009
Linda Paloma
Linda Paloma
Composer(s): Jackson Brown
Performer(s): Jackson Brown
At the moment the music began
And you heard the guitar player starting to sing
You were filled with the beauty that ran
Through what you were imagining
Dreaming of scenes from those songs of love
I was the endless sky
And you were my Mexican dove
Now the music that played in your ears
Grows a little bit fainter each day
And you find yourself looking through tears
At the love you feel slipping away
Though it's not the kind
Of love you might hope to find
If tears could release the heart
From the shadows preferred by the mind
Like a wind that comes up in the night
Caressing your face while you sleep
Love will fill your eyes with the sight
Of a world you can't hope to keep
Dreaming on after that moment's gone
The light in your lover's eyes
Disappears with the light of the dawn
But the morning brings
Strength to your restless wings
And some other lover sings
To the sun's bright corona
I know all about these things
Linda Paloma
Fly away
Linda Paloma
Woensdag 25 februari 2009
Macorina
Macorina
Composer(s): A. Torroella
Performer(s): Raphael
Ponme la mano aquí, Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Ponme la mano aquí, Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Tus pies dejaban la estela
Y se escapaba tu saya
Buscando la verde raya
Que al ver tu talle tan fino
Las cañas azucareras
Se echaban por el camino
Para que tú las molieras
Como si fueses molino
Ponme la mano aquí, Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Ponme la mano aquí, Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Tus senos carne de anon
Tu boca una bendición
De guanábana madura
Y era tu fina cintura
La misma de aquel danzón
Ponme la mano aquí, Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Ponme la mano aquí, Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Después el amanecer
Que de mis brazos te lleva
Y yo sin saber qué hacer
De aquel olor a mujer
A mango y a caña nueva
Con que me llevaste al son
Caliente de aquel danzón
Dinsdag 24 februari 2009
Linda Lu
Linda Lu
Composer(s): Ray Sharpe
First release by: Ray Sharpe - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
Well, they call my Baby, Patty
But her real name, her real name, her real name is Linda Lu
Well they call my Baby, Patty
But her real name, her real name, her real name is Linda Lu
She's so fine, fair and pretty
You never know what my Baby's gonna do
My Linda Lu
Now when she walks down the street
All the guys, all the guys, all the guys stop and look around
Well, when she walks down the street
All the guys, all the guys, all the guys stop and look around
Oh, she's so fine, fair and pretty
You never know what my Baby's gonna put down
Well, I marry that gal next Saturday night
I'll stay with her for the rest of my life
From now on my rovin' days are through
And it's all because of that chick, a-Linda Lu
Linda Lu, Linda Lu, tell me, tell me, tell me
What are you gonna do
Well, I had a real bad dream last night, Honey
You said, you said, you said that we were through
Ah, but if you ever leave me
You're gonna break my poor heart in two
Ah, yeah, Linda Lu
Well, I marry that gal next Saturday night
I'll stay with her for the rest of my life
From now on my rovin' days are through
And it's all because of that chick, a-Linda Lu
Linda Lu, Linda Lu, tell me, tell me, tell me
What are you gonna do
Well, I had a real bad dream last night, Honey
You said, you said, you said that we were through
Ah, but if you ever leave me
You're gonna break my poor heart in two
Ah, Linda Lu
Dinsdag 24 februari 2009
The Ballad Of Mack The Knife
The Ballad Of Mack The Knife ((aka Mack the Knife (Jonah Jones) - 1957; Moritat (Lyle Lovett) - 1994))
((Adapted from: Die Moritat Von Mackie Messer (Kurt Gerron) - 1928))
Composer(s): Berthold Brecht - Kurt Weill - Marc Blitzstein
Performer(s): Gerald Price - 1954
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - La Complainte De Mackie (Catherine Sauvage)
1991 - Mackie Messer (The Young Gods)
2008 - Mackie Messer (Helmut Lotti)
Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it, ah, out of sight
Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe
So there’s never, never a trace of red
Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek
And someone’s sneakin' ‘round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river dontcha know
Where a cement bag’s just a'drooppin' on down
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Macky’s back in town
Now d'ja hear ‘bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Now Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky’s back in town
I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky’s back in town
Look out, old Macky's back!!
Maandag 23 februari 2009
Linda (Peter Green)
Linda
Composer(s): Jeremy Spencer
Performer(s): Peter Green
I know a girl called Linda she's my hearts desire
This little girl called Linda sets my heart afire
sets my heart afire
Uh-oh, can't you see you've got me in a whirl
It's as plain as it can be that you're my only girl
Please stay with me Linda don't ever leave me alone
'cause I don't want to loose you I want you for my own
I want you for my own
Uh-oh, can't you see, you've got me in a whirl
It's as plain as it can be that you're my only girl
Please stay with me Linda don't ever leave me alone
'cause I don't want to loose you I want you for my own
I want you for my own
Maandag 23 februari 2009
Linda (Miguel Bosé)
Linda
Composer(s): Luis Gomez Escolar - C. Facchinetti - V. Negrini
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé
Linda
te voy a ser sincero
no estoy pensando en ti
y no, no quiero lastimarte
robarte tu primera vez
pensando en otra
Linda
abrázame con fuerza
y ayúdame a olvidarla
si no quiero ver en ti
la sombra de otra
las manos de otra
los besos de otra
Linda, beso de aire puro
Linda, quiero estar seguro
antes que se junten nuestros cuerpos
Linda, a tu modo que se
sienta, que el amanecer
sorprenda mi silencio sobre ti
Dime
que pudo tener ella
que hoy no tengas tu
Hoy
Dime
que pudo tener ella
que hoy no tengas tu
hoy, que no se lo que soy
si soy un sueño
o mar de dudas
o quiero amarte
Linda, beso de aire puro
Linda, quiero estar seguro
antes que se junten nuestros cuerpos
Linda, a tu modo que se
sienta, que el amanecer
sorprenda mi silencio sobre ti
Maandag 23 februari 2009
Machushla
Machushla
Composer(s): Dermot McMurrough; Josephine V. Rowe
Performer(s): Josef Locke
Macushla, Macushla your sweet voice is calling
calling me softly again and again
Macushla Macushla I hear its dear pleading
my blue eyed Macushla I hear it in vain
Macushla, Macushla your white arms are reaching
I feel them enfolding, caressing me still
fling them out from the darkness my lost love Macushla
let them find me, and bind me again if they will
Macushla, Macushla your red lips are saying
that death is a dream and love is for aye
then awaken Macushla, awake from your dreaming
my blue eyed Macushla awaken to stay
Zondag 22 februari 2009
Linda (Buddy Clark)
