Zaterdag 18 december 1976
The Winner Takes It All
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The Winner Takes It All
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Zaterdag 18 december 1976
Como Antes
Como Antes
Composer(s): Di Paola; Panzeri; Paoli; Tacarri
Performer(s): Javier Solís
Como antes, más que antes, te amaré
por la vida yo mi vida te daré
Será un sueño para mí si vuelves conmigo
y tus manos con mis manos acariciar
En mi mundo todo el mundo eres tú
nunca nadie quise tanto como a ti
Cada día, cada instante, dulcemente te diré
como antes, más que antes, te amaré
Como antes, más que antes, te amaré
por la vida yo mi vida te daré
Será un sueño para mí si vuelves conmigo
y tus manos con mis manos acariciar
En mi mundo todo el mundo eres tú
nunca nadie quise tanto como a ti
Cada día, cada instante, dulcemente te diré
como antes, más que antes, como antes
más que antes, te amaré
Zaterdag 18 december 1976
Romanza
Romanza
Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner;
Belchior; Fausto Nilo
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Espinhos, esporas
Sobre a renda labirinto
Pedras no meu peito
Aberto em chaga amor
Ai ferraduras de prata
Cascos tinindo a aurora
Que cavaleiro castanho
Come teu pelo moreno
Breu e cal manchas de sangue
Gavião cara-donzela
Cachorro que não se aqueta
Sobre a cama camarinha
Espinhos, esporas...
Lençol cheiro de alfazema
Falas, copos de aguardente
Facas rasgando o corpete
Suspiros parto criança
Hoje eu ví toque a defunto
Das dores doido de estrada
Eu d’olhos solto nos ares
Conheço a morte e a paixão
Vrijdag 17 december 1976
Va Todo Al Ganador
Va Todo Al Ganador
((Adapted from: The Winner Takes It All (ABBA) - 1980))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Bjorn Ulvaeus - Albert Mas Griera
Performer(s): Nina - 2005
Versions In Other Languages:
1980 - A Ty Se Ptáš, Co Já (Helena Vondrácková)
1981 - Bravo Tu As Gagné (Mireille Mathieu)
1981 - Allora Prendi E Vai (Wilma Goich)
1995 - De Wereld Draait Maar Door... (Wendy Van Wanten)
Ya no quiero hablar, ya se dijo todo
Duele aun mover cosas del ayer
Hice igual que tu, me quede sin cartas
Ya no hay vuelta atras, no reparten mas
Va todo al ganador, a quien jugó mejor
Me toca a mi perder, que le voy a hacer
Quise ver en ti, un lugar seguro
Un muro alrededor, ese fue mi error
No debi soñar un amor tan puro
Que inocente fue, ir de buena fe
Los dioses por placer, elijen sin querer
Sus dados al rodar, marcan nuestro azar
Va todo al ganador
Te deja su dolor es como debe ser
Hoy igual que ayer
Y dime como es, como son sus besos
Si al llamarte amor, es mejor su voz
Algo en tu interior sabe que te añora para que mentir
Yo no se fingir y no importa que juez sentencie cada vez
El fallo se cumplio nadie se quejo el juego
Sigue igual actues bien o mal lo bueno
Y lo mejor va todo al ganador...
Ya no quiero hablar, ya no me apetece
Gracias por venir no hay nada que añadir
Siento estar asi, si eso te entristece
Llena de ansiedad de inseguridad ya lo ves
Va todo al ganador va todo al ganador el juego
Sigue igual actues bien o mal lo bueno
Y lo mejor va todo al ganador...
Va todo al ganador
Vrijdag 17 december 1976
Como Amo Yo
Como Amo Yo
Composer(s): Victor Heredia
Performer(s): Victor Heredia
Si alguna vez has visto atardecer
cuando la voz del viento
es como un pequeño sin hogar
llorando tras el trebolar
Si has visto al sol caer tras el pinar
ardiendo como un tronco en el mar
y entre las sombras sin querer
lloraste en un atardecer
es que has amado alguna vez
como amo yo su desnudez
Como amo yo
Vrijdag 17 december 1976
Romantica Moscu
Romantica Moscu
Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Raphael
Una dulce musica
Una luz palida
Y una sombra antigua
Un violin quejandose
Una voz zingara
Y un sabor a lagrimas
Un camino inmensamente blanco
Que no acabara
Y un castillo viejo recordando
Tiempos que se van
Un temblor de citaras
Una culta oracion
Y una noche sin final
Oh, oh, moscu
Oh, oh, moscu
Romantica moscu
Una hermosa fabula
Bajo un sol timido
Y una blanca luna
Un millon de cupulas
Y en un lago una flor
Solitaria y unica
Un camino inmensamente blanco
Que no acabara
Y un castillo viejo recordando
Tiempos que se van
Un temblor de citaras
Una culta oracion
Y una noche para amar
Donderdag 16 december 1976
De Wereld Draait Maar Door...
De Wereld Draait Maar Door...
((Adapted from: The Winner Takes It All (ABBA) - 1980))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Bjorn Ulvaeus - Jo De Clercq
Performer(s): Wendy Van Wanten - 1995
Versions In Other Languages:
1980 - A Ty Se Ptáš, Co Já (Helena Vondrácková)
1981 - Bravo Tu As Gagné (Mireille Mathieu)
1981 - Allora Prendi E Vai (Wilma Goich)
2005 - Va Todo Al Ganador (Nina)
Stilte voor de storm
Of voel je zelfs geen pijn meer
Geen brief, geen telefoon
Vergeten waar ik woon
Alles wat je wilt
Maar doe niet onverschillig
Maak je nog eens kwaad
Zeg dat je me haat
De wereld draait maar door
Het leven gaat toch voort
En ik sta hier alleen
Mijn droom valt weer uiteen
Foto's aan de muur
Blijven naar mij kijken
Samen hand inhand
Stoeien aan het strand
Veel te kort van duur
Zo zou later blijken
'k Voelde mij zo goed
Liefde smaakt zo zoet
Maar dan dat vreemd gevoel
Jij werd zo vreselijk koel
De harde werkelijkheid
Ah, ik ben je kwijt
De wereld draait maar door
Het leven gaat toch voort
En ik sta hier alleen
Mijn droom valt weer uiteen
Doet zij even graag
Wat wij zo graag deden
Geeft ze jou genoeg
Alles wat je vroeg
Alles wat ik vraag
Hou van het verleden
Als is de droom voorbij
Denk nog eens aan mij
Maar dan dat vreemd gevoel
Jij werd zo vreselijk koel
De harde werkelijkheid
Ah, ik ben je kwijt
De wereld draait maar door
Het leven gaat toch voort
En ik sta hier alleen
Mijn droom valt weer uiteen
Stilte voor de storm
Of voel je zelfs geen pijn meer
Geen brief, geen telefoon
Vergeten waar ik woon
Alles wat je wilt
Maar doe niet onverschillig
Maak je nog eens kwaad
Zeg dat je me haat
De wereld draait maar door
Het leven gaat toch voort
Donderdag 16 december 1976
Communiqué
Communiqué
Composer(s): Mark Knopfler
Performer(s): Dire Straits
They wanna get a statement for jesus sake
It’s like talking to the wall
He’s incommunicado no comment to make
He’s saying nothing at all
But in the communiqué you know he’s gonna come clean
Think what he say, say what he mean
Maybe on monday he got something to say
Communication
Communiqué
Communiqué
Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade
Maybe he could talk about himself
Maybe he could talk about the money that he made
Maybe he’d be saying something else
But in the communiqué you know he’s gonna come clean
Think what he say, say what he mean
Maybe on monday he got something to say
Communication
Communiqué
Communiqué
And now the rumors are flying
Speculation rising
Say that he’s been trying someone else’s wife
Somebody at the airport
Somebody on the phone
Says he’s at the station and he’s coming on the noon
Then we get the story a serious breeze
And a photograph taken in the hall
You don’t have to worry with the previous release
Right now, he’s saying nothing at all
But in the communiqué you know he’s gonna come clean
Think what he say, say what he mean
Maybe on monday he got something to say
Communication
Communiqué
Communiqué
Donderdag 16 december 1976
Romantica (Italian Version)
Romantica
Composer(s): Dino Verde
First performance: Renato Rascel - 1960
and multiple other artists
Bambina mia
sono l'ultimo poeta che s'ispira ad una stella
Bambina mia
sono l'ultimo inguaribile malato di poesia
E voglio bene a te
perché sei come me
romantica
Tu sei romantica
amarti e' un po' rivivere
nella semplicità
nell'irrealtà
di un altra età
Tu sei romantica
amica delle nuvole
che cercano lassù
un po' di sol
come fai tu
Tu sei la musica
che ispira l'anima
sei tu il mio angolo
di paradiso per me
Ed io che accanto a te
son ritornato a vivere
a te racconterò
affiderò
i sogni miei
perché romantica
tu sei
Tu sei la musica
che ispira l'anima
sei tu il mio angolo
di paradiso
per me
Tu sei romantica
amica delle nuvole
a te racconterò
affiderò
i sogni miei
perché romantica
tu sei
Woensdag 15 december 1976
The Winner
The Winner
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Bobby Bare
The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand looked like a drunk old fool
And I knew that if I hit him right, I could knock him off that stool
But everybody said, "Watch out, that's Tiger Man McCool
He's had a whole lot of fights, and he always come out the winner"
But I'd had myself about five too many, and I walked up tall and proud
I faced his back and I faced the fact that he'd never stooped or bowed
I said, "Tiger Man, you're a pussycat," and a hush fell on the crowd
I said, "Let's you and me go outside and see who's the winner"
Well, he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand and he braced against the wall
He slowly looked up from his beer, my god, that man was tall
He said, "Boy, I see you're a scrapper, so just before you fall
I'm gonna tell you just a little what a means to be a winner"
He said, "You see these bright white smilin' teeth, you know they ain't my own
Mine rolled away like Chiclets down a street in San Antone
But I left that person cursin', nursin' seven broken bones
And he only broke three of mine, and that make me a winner"
He said, "Behind this grin, I got a steel pin that holds my jaw in place
A trophy of my most successful motorcycle race
And every mornin' when I wake and touch this scar across my face
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner
Now my broken back was the dyin' act of handsome Harry Clay
That sticky Cincinnatti night I stole his wife away
But that woman, she gets uglier and meaner every day
But I got her, boy, and that's what makes me a winner
You gotta speak loud when you challenge me, son, 'cause it's hard for me to hear
With this twisted neck and these migraine pains and this cauliflower ear
'N' if it weren't for this glass eye of mine, I'd shed a happy tear
To think of all you'll get by bein' a winner
I got arthritic elbows, boy, I got dislocated knees
From pickin' fights with thunderstorms and chargin' into trees
And my nose's been broke so often, I might lose it if I sneeze
And, son, you say you still wanna be a winner?
My spine is short three vertebrae and my hip is screwed together
My ankles warn me every time there'll be a change in the weather
Guess I kicked too many asses, and when the kicks all get together
They sure can slow you down when you're a winner
My knuckles are so swollen I can hardly make a fist
Who would have thought old Charlie had a blade taped to his wrist
And my blind eye's where he cut me, and my good eye's where he missed
Yeah, you lose a couple of things when you're a winner
My head is just a bunch of clumps and lumps and bumps and scars
From chargin' broken bottles and buttin' crowded bars
And this hernia, well, it only proves a man can't lift a car
But you're expected to do it all when you're a winner
Got a steel plate inside my skull, underneath this store-bought hair
My pelvis is aluminum from takin' ladies' dares
And if you had a magnet, son, you could lift me off my chair
I'm a man of steel, but I'm rustin'....what a winner
I got a perforated ulcer, I got strictures and incisions
My prostate's barely holdin' up from those all-night collisions
And I'll have to fight two of you because of my double vision
You're lookin' sick, son....that ain't right for a winner
Winnin' that last stock-car race cost me my favorite toes
Winnin' that factory foreman's job, it browned and broke my nose
And these haemorrhoids come from winnin' all them goddamn rodeos
Sometimes it's a pain in the butt to be a winner
In the war, I got the Purple Heart, that's why my nerves are gone
And I ruined my liver in drinkin' contests, which I always won
And I should be retired now, rockin' on my lawn
But you losers keep comin' on, makin' me a winner
When I walk, you can hear my pelvis rattle, creak and crack
From my great Olympic hump-off with that nymphomaniac
After which I spent the next six weeks in traction on my back
While whe walked off smilin', leavin' me the winner
Now, as I kick in your family jewels, you'll notice my left leg drags
And this jacket's kinda padded up where my right shoulder sags
And there's a special part of me I keep in this paper bag
And I'll show it to you, if you want to see all of the winner
So I never play the violin and I seldom dance or ski
They say there never was a hero brave and strong as me
But when you're this year's hero, son, you're next year's used-to-be
And that's the facts of life....when you're a winner
Now, you remind me a lot of my younger days, with your knuckles clenchin' white
But, boy, I'm gonna sit right here and sip this beer all night
And if there's somethin' you gotta prove by winnin' some silly fight
Well, OK, I quit, I lose, son, you're the winner"
So I stumbled from that barroom not so tall and not so proud
And behind me I could hear the hoots of laughter from the crowd
But my eyes still see and my nose still works and my teeth are still in my mouth
And y'know, I guess that makes me a winner
Woensdag 15 december 1976
Communication Breakdown
Communication Breakdown
Composer(s): John Bonham; James Patrick Page; John Paul Jones
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1969
Covered by various other artists
Hey, girl, stop what you're doin'!
Hey, girl, you'll drive me to ruin
I don't know what it is about you
But I like it alot
Oh, let me hold you
Let me feel your lovin' charms
Communication Breakdown
It's always the same
I'm having a nervous breakdown
Drive me insane!
Hey, girl, I got something I think you ought to know
Hey, babe, I wanna tell you that I love you so
I wanna hold you in my arms, yeah!
I'm never gonna let you go
Yes, I like your charms
Communication Breakdown
It's always the same
I'm having a nervous breakdown
Drive me insane!
Woensdag 15 december 1976
Romantica (German Version)
Romantica
Composer(s): Dino Verde; Gillo; Obermair
Performer(s): Dalida
and multiple other artists
Bambina mia
Alle lieder dieser erde
Sind für dich allein geschrieben
Bambina mia
Für uns beide sind die sterne
Sind die märchen noch geblieben
Du bist romantica
Weil dich das wunder dieser welt
In seiner ganzen pracht
Bei tag und nacht gefangen hält
Du bist romantica
Die schönsten träume werden wabr
Und jeder neue tag
Den du mir schenkst
Ist wunderbar
Du siehst den sonnenschein
Der dir vom himmel lacht
Nicht nur bei tag allein
Nein, auch im dunkel der nacht
Du bist romantica
Kein zauber kann so strahlend sein
Und darum sag ich dir
Ich wünsche mir
Mit dir allein
Nur noch romantica zu sein
Du bist romantica
Die schönsten träume werden wahr
Und jeder neue tag
Den du mir schenkst
Ist wunderbar
Du siehst den sonnenschein
Der dir vom himmel lacht
Nicht nur bei tag allein
Nein auch im dunkel der nacht
Du bist romantica
Kein zauber kann so strahlend sein
Und darum sag ich dir
Ich wünsche mir
Mit dir allein
Nur noch romantica
Nur noch romantica
Nur noch romantica zu sein
Dinsdag 14 december 1976
The Wine Of Youth
The Wine Of Youth
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
While we still hold, the card in our hands
the fleeing treasure, of youth we know
we're living life to its full measure
For the fruit of love is growing
when the wine of youth is flowing
And while we hear life's distant bells still ringing laughter
we're full of hope, we're blessed with joy, we have no care
So let us drink, while life is brimming
with the wine of youth
Time, so swiftly flies, our summer skies soon slip away
Time, so swiftly wings, each parting wings
each chandelles sadness, so timeless
And then in vain, we cup our hands and catch but sorrow
Each drop of time, like falling rain, knows no tomorrow
We can't hold and sip forever from the wine of youth
Before we learn to smile, our smiles are behind us
Before we learn to live, our life has run away
In a momentary sigh, before we understand
we watch it all go by
We'll never know that time, time again
And then in vain, we cup our hands and catch but sorrow
Each drop of time, like falling rain, knows no tomorrow
We can't hold and sip forever from the wine of youth
Dinsdag 14 december 1976
Communication
Communication
Performer(s): David McCallum
How can we get through to him?
Who am I? Where am I going?
With no time to spare as a man rowing from a shoreless lake
Never slowing the pace, but never spying land
I am as most people, I suppose, lost, not knowing why
But I need to know
(We need your love the whole day through)
(We need your love the whole night too)
(But how can we get through to you)
(Help us to stop, stop feeling blue)
(Communication, yes, yes, communication)
(Please help us get through to you)
I know, I'll go and see what men have done before me, in the past
In case there's one who wrote or drew or painted, perhaps in fun
A moment of his life that gave him pause
Who knows, the answer may lie in the heat of the Sun
( I saw him with Mylene at the movies
I saw him with Pat at the store. Pat's a blond
I'm a blond. Can I get a date with him? Do you
really think I could?)
(We need your love the whole day through)
(We need your love the whole night too)
(But how do we get through to you)
(Help us to stop, stop feeling blue)
(Communication, yes, yes, communication)
I must find myself before it's too late
In life or death, in love or hate
In peace and war, or through the gates of Hell
If that's the way to seek my fate
And then, and only then could you get through to me
And then, if all is well, we'd make a date
But not now, you see I really have to go
So would you girls mind stepping off my motorcycle
Dinsdag 14 december 1976
Romantica (French Version)
Romantica
Composer(s): Dino Verde; Roger Berthier; Fernand Bonifay
Performer(s): Dalida
and multiple other artists
Tu es étrange, tu n'en laisse rien paraître
Et nul ne peut te connaître
Tu es étrange, jamais tes yeux ne s'enflamment
Mais j'ai deviner ton âme
Tu es romantica, romantique et Bohème
Tu t'en défend parfois
Mais moi je sais, je sais tout ca
Tu es romantica voilà pourquoi je t'aime
Tes yeux sont malheureux
Quand notre ciel paraît moins bleu
Le rire d'un enfant, une fleur au printemps
Le chant d'un feu de bois
Au fond tu n'aimes que ca
Et quand tu viens vers moi
Tu sais rester toi même
De peur qu'on rit tout bas
Tu n'aimes pas montrer tes joies
Car tu veux les garder pour toi
Tu es romantica c'est pour ça que je t'aime
Tu as fait de ma vie un univers de poésie
Es ce là ton secret, mais je le connais
Tout mes rêves sont fait à ton image c'est vrai
Et lorsque je te vois romantique et bohème
Je pense qu'ici bas tous mon bonheur je te le dois
Tu es romantica, tu es romantica, tu es romantica
Pour moi
Maandag 13 december 1976
The Wind-Up
The Wind-Up
Composer(s): Pete Wylie
Performer(s): Wah!
Waaaa... Aaaaa... Aaaaah!
Waaaa... Aaaaa... Aaaaah!
Waaaa... Aaaaa... Aaaaa... Aaaaa... Aaah!
The Writing's Off The Wall
But Strictly On The Case
No Need To Sidetrack
If You Can't Keep The Pace
With
Waaaa... Aaaaa... Aaaaah!
Waaaa... Aaaaa... Aaaaah!
Waaaa... Aaaaa... Aaaaa... Aaaaa... Aaah!
Hey Nah!Man!
Jump To The Beat...
Keep Yours For Corpses
And Sides Of Dead Meat
This Is The Wind-Up
This Is The Wind-Up
This Is The Wind-Up
This Is The Wind-Up
Turn The Hi-Fi High
And The Lights Down Low...
Maandag 13 december 1976
Communicate
Communicate
Composer(s): The B-52's
Performer(s): The B-52's
Let loose
Before it causes problems
Let loose
Before it tears you apart
Let loose
Let loose
You gotta reach out - reach out and touch someone
You gotta reach out - reach out and touch someone
Boy (oh girl) you better communicate
Before it's too late
You better start talking
You better talk
Let loose
Before it causes problems
Let loose
Before it tears you apart
Don't bottle it up
Don't bottle it up
Like a bottle of pop
A bottle of 7-up
You better let it
Talk from your heart and not just your brain
Talk from your heart and not just your brain
C-o-m-m-u-n-i-c-a-t-e
(your brain that is)
C-o-m-m-u-n-i-c-a-t-e
Talk from your heart and not just your brain
Talk from your heart and not just your brain
C-o-m-m-u-n-i-c-a-t-e
(your brain that is)
C-o-m-m-u-n-i-c-a-t-e
Channel 17 - ho
Communicate - ho
Communicate - ho
Baby baby bounce it off your satellite - yeah
Maandag 13 december 1976
Romancing The Stone
Romancing The Stone
Composer(s): Eddy Grant
Performer(s): Eddy Grant
(Chorus)
I'm romancing the stone
never leaving your poor heart alone
Every night and every day gonna love the hurtin' away
I'm romancing the stone, never leaving your poor heart alone
Every night and every day gonna love the hurtin' away
Tonight, tonight I'm falling where the peaceful waters flow
Where the unicorn's the last one at the water hole
I have found a love so precious, like an emerald so bold
It's a firelight escaping from the jeweller's hold
(Chorus)
Oh and in the heat of rapture when I feel the cold winds blow
Through the broken glass, I'll see at last the sweet desire in you
I will climb up on my pulpit and I'll preach a sermon, you
On the mountain roads, in Harlem, feel my jeweller's hold
(Chorus)
Zondag 12 december 1976
The Windsor Waltz
The Windsor Waltz
Composer(s): Johnny May - Johnny Reine
Performer(s): Vera Lynn; Dickie Valentine
Remember, my darling, the night that we met
Dancing the old Windsor waltz
I saw you, I loved you, I’ll never regret
Dancing the old Windsor waltz
You gave me your promise, I gave you my heart
Like two other lovers, we never will part
Though time passes by, we will never forget
Dancing the old Windsor waltz
Zondag 12 december 1976
Commotion
