Zaterdag 7 augustus 1976
The Touch Of Your Lips
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The Touch Of Your Lips
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Zaterdag 7 augustus 1976
Come To Baby, Do!
Come To Baby, Do!
Composer(s): Inez James - Sidney Miller
Performer(s): Doris Day
and multiple other artists
I took a choo-choo-choo-choo
Fast as I could take a choo-choo
I came a long, long, long, long way
To take you in my arms
And now it's your first move
To prove that you've been true
Come to baby, do
You've been a way, way, way, way
Way beyond the blue horizon
I'm hopin' no, no, no, no
No one else is on your mind
So pucker up, my sweet
And meet your Waterloo
Come to baby, do
Stop! Me from guessin'
Tain't no time to tease
Stop! All this messing!
And put your beggin' baby at ease
I wanna love, love, love you
Just the way I wanna love you
I'm gonna try, try, try to make you try to understand
When all is said and done, the one for me is you
Come to baby do
Stop! All this messing!
And put your beggin' baby at ease
I wanna love, love, love you
Just the way I wanna love you
I'm gonna try, try, try to make you try to understand
When all is said and done, the one for me is you
Come to baby do
Zaterdag 7 augustus 1976
Robinson Crusoe
Robinson Crusoe
Composer(s): D. Zimmerman; G. Moroder; F. Jay
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Ich war noch ein Kind
Da gab es für mich nur einen Mann
Ich träumte von ihm
Und sah ihn als einen Helden an
Und das war Robinson Crusoe
Auf seiner Insel ganz allein
Robinson Crusoe
Ich dachte, "Herrlich, könnte ich nur bei ihm sein"
Mit siebzehn kam dann ein Freund
Und den fand ich wunderbar
Weil er so wie ich romantisch
Und voller Träume war
Wir spielten Robinson Crusoe
Abends im kleinen Park zu zwei'n
Robinson Crusoe
Und das war herrlich denn ich durfte bei ihm sein
Eines Abends hat er mich dann geküsst
Was doch gar nicht im Buch geschrieben ist
Doch dann begann erst die schönste Zeit
Denn wir lieben uns noch heut'
Dank unser'm Robinson Crusoe
Auf seiner Insel ganz allein
Robinson Crusoe
Sind wir zusammen und wir werden's immer sein
Robinson Crusoe
Sind wir zusammen und wir werden's immer sein
Vrijdag 6 augustus 1976
The Torture Never Stops
The Torture Never Stops
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa
Flies all green and buzzin'
in this dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes
and scratch their matted hair
A tiny light, from a window hole
a hundred yards away
is all they ever gets to know
about the regular light in the day
And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin'
and weepin' greenish drops
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
and the torture never stops
The torture never stops
Slime and rot, rats and snot
and vomit on the floor
Fifty yoogly soldiers, man
holdin' spears by the iron door
Knives and spikes, and guns and the likes
of every tool of pain
And a sinister midget, with a bucket and a mop
where the blood goes down the drain
And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin'
and weepin' greenish drops.
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
and the torture never stops
The torture never stops
The torture... the torture...
The torture never stops
Flies all green and buzzin'
in this dungeon of despair
An evil prince eats a steaming pig
in a chamber right near there
He eats the snouts and the trotters first
The loins and the groins is soon dispersed
His carvin' style is well rehearsed
He stands and shouts
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
And disagree?
Well, no one durst
He's the best, of course, of all the worst
Some wrong been done, he done it first
And it stinks so bad, his bones been chokin'
and weepin' greenish drops
In the night of the iron sausage
where the torture never stops
The torture never stops
The torture... the torture...
The torture never stops
Flies all green and buzzin'
in this dungeon of despair
Who are all those people
that he's locked away down there?
Are they crazy?
Are they sainted?
Are they zeroes
someone painted?
And it's never been explained
since it first it was created
But a dungeon, like a sin
requires not but lockin' in
of everything that's ever been
Look at her
Look at him
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
Vrijdag 6 augustus 1976
Come The Day
Come The Day
Composer(s): Bruce Woodley
Performer(s): The Seekers; Judith Durham
I know that one day soon a song shall rise
You'll hear it with the sleep still in your eyes
You'll waken to a brand new day
Can you hear bells ringin'
Voices singin'
Far away?
A time when every man will be as one
A time to reach right out and touch the sun
Come the day
Freedom's still a thought within your mind
The fleeting thing that some may never find
It may be still a million miles away
Can you hear bells ringin'
Voices singin'
Far away?
A time to live without doubt or fear
Welcome to the happy world that will be here
Come the day
The trumpets of war will cease to blow
The sound I hope that we may never know
We're waiting for the day
Can you hear bells ringin'
Voices singin'
Far away?
Lift up your voices and sing this song
Let the whole world hear it loud and strong
Can you hear bells ringin'
Voices singin'
Far away?
Vrijdag 6 augustus 1976
Robins And Roses
Robins And Roses
Composer(s): Edgar Leslie; Joe Burke
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists
Robins and roses, and maybe a tree
A few morning glories, a cottage two storeys high
Robins and roses, and your love for me
To live on forever, and my love to never die
A place where neighbours may drop in
And smile when they see
An armchair to flop in
We can add to their glee serving afternoon tea
Mid robins and roses, and then life will be
A poem by Kipling, while troubles go rippling by
Donderdag 5 augustus 1976
Toreador Song
Toreador Song
Composer(s): Georges Bizet
Performer(s): Escamillo
and multiple other artists
Votre toast, je peux vous le rendre
Senors, senors, car avec les soldats
Oui, les toreros peuvent s'entendre
Pour plaisirs, pour plaisirs ils ont les combats!
Le cirque est plein, c'est jour de fête
Le cirque est plein du haut en bas
Les spectateurs, perdant la tete
Les spectateurs s'interpellent a grand fracas!
Apostrophes, cris et tapage
Pousses jusques a la fureur!
Car c'est la fete du courage,
C'est la fete des gens de coeuer!
Allons! en garde! Allons! Allons! ah!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Tout d'un coup, on fait silence...
Ah! que se passe-t-il?
Plus de cris, c'est l'instant!
Plus de cris, c'est l'instant!
le taureau s'elance
En bondissant hors du Toril!
Il s'elance! Il entre
Il frappe! un cheval roule
Entrainant un Picador
Ah! bravo! Toro! Hurle la foule!
Le taureau va, il vient
il vient et frappe encore!
En secouant ses banderilles
Plein de fureur, il court!
Le cirque est plein de sang!
On se sauve, on franchit les grilles!
C'et ton tour maintenant! allons!
En garde! allons! allons! Ah!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Donderdag 5 augustus 1976
Come Te Non C'è Nessuno
Come Te Non C'è Nessuno
Composer(s): Francesci Migliacci; E. Polito; C. Vassallo
Performer(s): Rita Pavone
Come te non c'è nessuno
tu sei l'unico al mondo
nei tuoi occhi profondi io vedo
tanta tristezza
Come te non c'è nessuno
così timido e solo
se hai paura del mondo rimani
vicino a me
Amore dimmi
cosa mai posso fare per te?
I pensieri dividi con me
Io ti voglio aiutare, amore amor
Come te non c'è nessuno
è per questo che t'amo
ed in punta di piedi entrerò
nei tuoi sogni segreti
Come te non c'è nessuno
nessuno... nessuno...
Donderdag 5 augustus 1976
Robin Qui Boit
Robin Qui Boit
Composer(s): Michel Saillard;
Jean-Claude Cosson; Michel Héron
Performer(s): Pit et Rik
Dans la forêt de Hollywood
Comme un ver de terre
Jean qui s'enterre, le roi Poltron
Part aux champignons (Aux champignons!)
Pour lui tailler un short en fer
C'est de la rigolade
Tout le monde est prêt pour l'embuscade
On n'attend que toi
(On n'attend que toi)
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Dans les bars-tabac, tabac, tabac
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Dégrise-toi!
Que s'pastis?
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Tu as claqué ta paye du mois
Et l'embuscade, elle est pour toi!
Une p'tite dernière... pour la route et ralliez-vous à mon panaché!
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Du Coquin, quina, quina
Robin tu as la gueule de bois!
Derrière ses murs
Le roi Biture a bouclé Mirabelle
Sa ceinture de sobriété
La prive de joie (Prive de joie!)
N'entends-tu pas au fond du bois
Ce corps qui t'appelle?
Prends ton échelle, ta pioche, ta pelle et délivre-la (délivre-la!)
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Jamais de coca, coca, coca
Jamais de soda, soda, soda
Dégrise-toi!
Que s'pastis?
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Au lieu de l'avoir dans tes bras
La Mirabelle, toi tu la bois!
Flute! Flute! Flute!
Je pars à la champagne
Et je dis pa ça pour me faire mousseux
hé hé hé hé hé
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Du Coquin, quina, quina
Robin, tu as la gueule de bois
Un chevalier nommé William s'est payé ta poire
Vieillard magnaque, il a saoûlé ta pauvre mémé (Pauvre mémé!)
Pour la venger, il faut te lever
T'arracher du zinc
Arrête un peu la ribouldingue
Et va le taper (Va le taper!)
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Dans les bars-tabac, tabac, tabac
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Dégrise-toi!
Que s'pastis?
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Tu ne fais plus régner ta loi
La Poire William, toi tu la bois!
J'vous ai apporté du Bourbon... hic!
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Du Coquin, quina, quina
Robin tu as la gueule de bois!
La faute à qui
La faute à quoi
C'est la faute à Robin qui boit
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Du Coquin, quina, quina
Robin tu as la gueule de bois!
Woensdag 4 augustus 1976
The Top
The Top
Composer(s): Robert Smith
Performer(s): The Cure
"I don't care"
If only I could say that
And not feel so sick and scared
"I don't care"
If only I could say that
If only my eyes would close...
"It's Jesus brilliant"
You used to laugh
"Walking these gorgeous blocks...
This top is the place
Where nobody goes
You just imagine
You just imagine it all..."
Every day I lie here
And know that it's true
All I really want is you
Please come back
Please come back
Like all the other ones do
Please come back
All of you
Woensdag 4 augustus 1976
Come Talk To Me
Come Talk To Me
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel
Performer(s): Peter Gabriel; Jacob Moon
The wretched desert takes its form, the jackal proud and tight
In search of you, I feel my way, through the slowest heaving night
Whatever fear invents, I swear it make no sense
I reach out through the border fence
Come down, come talk to me
In the swirling, curling storm of desire unuttered words hold fast
With reptile tongue, the lightning lashes towers built to last
Darkness creeps in like a thief and offers no relief
Why are you shaking like a leaf
Come on, come talk to me
Ah please talk to me
Won't you please talk to me
We can unlock this misery
Come on, come talk to me
I did not come to steal
This all is so unreal
Can't you show me how you feel now
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me, come talk to me
The earthly power sucks shadowed milk from sleepy tears undone
From nippled skin as smooth as silk the bugles blown as one
You lie there with your eyes half closed like there's no one there at all
There's a tension pulling on your face
Come on, come talk to me
Won't you please talk to me
If you'd just talk to me
Unblock this misery
If you'd only talk to me
Don't you ever change your mind
Now your future's so defined
And you act so deaf and blind
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me, come talk to me
I can imagine the moment
Breaking out through the silence
All the things that we both might say
And the heart it will not be denied
'Til we're both on the same damn side
All the barriers blown away
I said please talk to me
Won't you please come talk to me
Just like it used to be
Come on, come talk to me
I did not come to steal
This all is so unreal
Can you show me how you feel now
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me, come talk to me
I said please talk to me
If you'd just talk to me
Unblock this misery
If you'd only talk to me
Woensdag 4 augustus 1976
Robin Hood
Robin Hood
Composer(s): Carl Sigman
Performer(s): Dick James;
and various other artists
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
He called the greatest archers to a tavern on the green
They vowed to help the people of the king
They handled all the troubles on the English country scene
And still found plenty of time to sing
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
He came to Sherwood Forest with a feather in his cap
A fighter never looking for a fight
His bow was always ready, and he kept his arrows sharp
He used them to fight for what was right
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
With Friar Tuck and Little John they had a roguish look
They did the deed the others wouldn't dare.
He captured all the money that the evil sheriff took
And rescued many a lady fair
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
To cheating and corruption, he would never, never yield
And danger was his breakfast ev'ry day
The cobler in the hamlet and the farmer in the field
Were always helping him get away
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
He rode up to the palace and was cheered by ev'ryone
His Lady Marian threw him a rose
The King of England knighted him the Earl Of Huntingdon
And that's the way that the legend goes
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
Dinsdag 3 augustus 1976
The Tip Of My Fingers
The Tip Of My Fingers
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
First recording/First release by: Bill Anderson - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
(I held you right on the tips of my fingers)
I reached out my arms and I touched you
With soft words I whispered your name
I held you right on the tips of my fingers
Ah, but that was as close as I came
My eyes had a vision of sweet lips
Yielding beneath my command
I had your love on the tips of my fingers
But I let it slip right through my hands
But I let it slip right through my hands
Somebody took you when I wasn't looking
And I should have known from the start
That it's a long, long way from the tips of my fingers
To the love hidden deep in your heart
To the love hidden deep in your heart
I had your love on the tips of my fingers
But I let you slip right through my hands
But I let you slip right through my hands
Dinsdag 3 augustus 1976
Come Take A Trip In My Airship
Come Take A Trip In My Airship
Composer(s): Johnny Cash
Performer(s): Johnny Cash
Come take a trip in my airship come take a trip round the stars
Come take a sail around Venus come take a sail around Mars
No one to watch while we're kissing no one to see while we spoon
Come take a trip in my airship we'll visit the Man in the Moon
Dinsdag 3 augustus 1976
Robin Des Bois
Robin Des Bois
Composer(s): François Llenas; Francis Lopez
Performer(s): Georges Guétary; Maurice Chevalier
C'était une fille adorable
On l'appelait Marie-Suzon
Elle avait un cœur charitable
Et des yeux couleur de chansons
Un jour auprès d'un rivière
Elle aperçu un beau garçon
Et lui demanda sans manières
Bel Etranger quel est ton nom?
On m'appelle Robin des Bois
Je m'en vais par les champs et les bois
Et je chante ma joie par dessus les toits
Je vous aime Marie-Suzon
Le printemps nous prête le gazon
Quand on aime il n'est besoin de maison
Bel oiseau qui nous regarde gentiment
Bel oiseau ferme les yeux c'est le moment
Car on m'appelle Robin des Bois
Je m'en vais par les champs et les bois
Et je chante ma joie par dessus les toits
En revenant vers son village
L'esprit joyeux le cœur léger
Marie-Suzon sur son passage
Son amie Jeanne a rencontré
Jeanne aussi était amoureuse
Car elle aimait le beau garçon
Marie-Suzon un peu curieuse
Lui demanda quel est son nom?
On l'appelle Robin des Bois
Il s'en va par les champs et les bois
Et il chante sa joie par dessus les toits
Mais tu pleures Marie-Suzon
Si ton cœur est pris par un garçon
Dis le vite pour qu'on le jette en prison
Bel oiseau je veux savoir quel est le nom
De celui qui fait pleurer Marie-Suzon
On l'appelle Robin des Bois
Il s'en va par les champs et les bois
Il vous aime, mais il n'aime qu'une fois
Mais il n'aime qu'une fois, mais il n'aime qu'une fois...
Maandag 2 augustus 1976
The Times They Are A-Changin'
The Times They Are A-Changin'
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - Les Temps Changent (Hugues Aufray)
1965 - Er Komen Andere Tijden (Boudewijn de Groot)
Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'
Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'
Come senators, Congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'
It'Il soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'
Maandag 2 augustus 1976
Come Sunday
Come Sunday
Composer(s): Duke Ellington
Performer(s): Duke Ellington
and various other artists
Ooooh...
Lord, dear Lord above
God almighty
God of love
Please look down and see my people through
I believe that God put sun and moon up in the sky
I don't mind the gray skies
'cause they're just clouds passing by
Heaven is a goodness time
A brighter light on high
Do unto others as you would have them do to you
And have a brighter by and by
Lord, dear Lord above
God almighty
God of love
Please look down and see my people through
I believe God is now, was then and always will be
With God's blessing we can make it through eternity
Lord, dear Lord above
God almighty
God of love
Please look down and see my people through
Maandag 2 augustus 1976
Roberta
Roberta
Composer(s): Lepore; Naddeo
Performer(s): Peppino Di Capri
lo sai
non e' vero
che non ti voglio più
lo so
non mi credi
non hai fiducia in me
Roberta ascoltami
ritorna ancor ti prego
con te
ogni istante
era felicità
ma io non capivo
non t'ho saputo amar
Roberta, perdonami
ritorna ancor vicino a me
Roberta ascoltami
ritorna ancor ti prego
con te
ogni istante
era felicità
ma io non capivo
non t'ho saputo amar
ascoltami, perdonami
ritorna ancor vicino a me
Zondag 1 augustus 1976
Les Temps Changent
Les Temps Changent
((Adapted from: The Times They Are A-Changin' (Bob Dylan) - 1964))
((Dutch Version: Er Komen Andere Tijden (Boudewijn de Groot) - 1965))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray - Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1965
Où que vous soyez, accourez braves gens
L'eau commence à monter, soyez plus clairvoyants
Admettez que, bientôt, vous serez submergés
Et que si vous valez la peine d'être sauvés
Il est temps maintenant d'apprendre à nager
Car le monde et les temps changent
Et vous, les gens de lettres dont la plume est d'or
Ouvrez tout grands vos yeux car il est temps encore
La roue de la fortune est en train de tourner
Et nul ne sait encore où elle va s'arrêter
Les perdants d'hier vont peut-être gagner
Car le monde et les temps changent
Vous, les pères et les mères de tous les pays
Ne critiquez plus car vous n'avez pas compris
Vos enfants ne sont plus sous votre autorité
Sur vos routes anciennes, les pavés sont usés
Marchez sur les nouvelles ou bien restez cachés
Car le monde et les temps changent
Messieurs les députés, écoutez maintenant
N'encombrez plus le hall de propos dissonants
Si vous n'avancez pas, vous serez dépassés
Car les fenêtres craquent et les murs vont tomber
C'est la grande bataille qui va se livrer
Car le monde et les temps changent
Et le sort et les dés maintenant sont jetés
Car le présent bientôt sera déjà passé
Un peu plus chaque jour, l'ordre est bouleversé
Ceux qui attendent encore vont bientôt arriver
Les premiers d'aujourd'hui, demain, seront les derniers
Car le monde et les temps changent
Zondag 1 augustus 1976
Come Softly To Me
