Vrijdag 1 juli 1977
These Strange Times
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These Strange Times
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Vrijdag 1 juli 1977
Le Temps Qui Court
Le Temps Qui Court
((Adapted from: Could It Be Magic (Barry Manilow) - 1972))
Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Adrienne Anderson - Barry Manilow - Jean-Michel Rivat
Performer(s): Alain Chamfort - 1975
Versions In Other Languages:
1986 - Ontmoeting (Rob de Nijs)
1992 - Puede Ser Genial (Pandora)
Et finalement, après quelques années
Les hommes ont remplacé tes poupées
Et les glaïeuls posés dans ta chambre
Remplacent aujourd'hui les fleurs des champs
Et c'est le temps qui court, court
Qui nous rend sérieux
La vie nous a rendu plus orgueilleux
Parce que le temps qui court, court
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir
À l'heure qu'il est, mes voitures de plastique
Sont devenues vraies depuis longtemps
Et finalement, les affaires et l'argent
Ont remplacé mes jouets d'avant
Et c'est le temps qui court, court
Qui nous rend sérieux
La vie nous a rendu plus orgueilleux
Parce que le temps qui court, court
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir
Parce que le temps qui court, court, oh court
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous fait vieillir
Et toujours le temps qui court, qui court, oh le temps
Change les plaisirs
Et que le manque d'amour nous a fait vieillir
Et que le manque d'amour nous a fait vieillir
Vrijdag 1 juli 1977
Jag Blir Galen När Jag Tänker På Dej
Jag Blir Galen När Jag Tänker På Dej
English Title: Goin' Out Of My Head
Composer(s): Stig Anderson
Performer(s): Anni-Frid Lyngstad
Jag blir galen när jag tänker på dej
Och det är som något fattades mej
Mer, ju mer jag dig ser
Så känns det, så bränns det
Kan vakna och sakna
Det lugn som din närhet alltid ger
Jag blir galen när jag tänker på dej
Du har blivit som ett gift inom mej
varje da', vill jag ha
En dos av din ömhet
Din värme, din närhet
För att jag ska känna allt är bra
Och jag tänker på dej
Natt och dag
Längtar till dej
Natt och dag
ia, du har gått i mitt blod
Det som va' en bäck blev en flod
Du har öppnat en sluss
upptänt en våg
Slagit an en ton, väckt en passion
som slumrande låg
Jag blir...
och jag...
Jag blir galen...
Donderdag 30 juni 1977
These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You)
These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You)
Composer(s): Holt Marvell - Jack Strachey - Harry Link
First recording by: Leslie Hutchinson - 1936
Covered by multiple other artists
Oh, will you never let me be
Oh, will you never set me free
The ties that bound us are still around us
There's no escape that I can see
And still those little things remain
That bring me happiness or pain...
A cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground's painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you
You came, you saw
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I somehow knew that this had to be
The winds of March that make my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who's to answer
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
Gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow
Wild strawberries only seven francs a kilo
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
I know that this
Was bound to be
These things have haunted me
For you've entirely enchanted me
The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
Silk stockings thrown aside and sin-vitations
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
The waiters whistling as the last bar closes
The song that Crosby sings
These foolish things remind me of you
How strange, how sweet
To find you still
These things are dear to me
That seem to bring you so near to me
The scent of smoking leaves, the wail of steamers
Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
Just you
Donderdag 30 juni 1977
Could It Be I'm Falling In Love?
Could It Be I'm Falling In Love?
Composer(s): Marvin Steals; Mervin Steals
First release by: The Spinners - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Since I've met you, I've begun to feel so strange
Every time I speak your name, that's funny
You say that you are so helpless too
That you don't know what to do-ooh
Each night I pray there will never come a day
When you up and take your love away
Say you feel the same way too, and I wonder what
It is I feel for you-ooh
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby
Could it be I'm falling in love, woo-hoo
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo
I don't need all those things, that used to bring me joy
You made me such a happy boy
And honey, you'll always be the only one for me
Meeting you was my destiny-ee
You can be sure I will never let you down
When you need me I'll be around
And darling you'll always be, the only one for me
Heaven made you 'specially-ee
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby
Could it be I'm falling in love, woo-hoo
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo
And darling you'll always be, the only one for me
Heaven made you 'specially-ee
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you baby
Could it be I'm falling in love, I want to know now baby
Could it be I'm falling in love, with you, with you, with you-oo
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Could it be I'm falling in love
Donderdag 30 juni 1977
Jaded Lover
Jaded Lover
Composer(s): Chuck Pyle
Performer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
Well, it won't be but a week or two
You'll be out lovin' someone new
It must have happened a hundred times before
And I can see you been spreadin' yourself thin too
It's a lonely stage we been goin' through
Don't get up, I can find my own way to the door
Chorus:
Well, I can see you are an angel
whose wings just won't unfold
Tune up your harp; polish your old halo
Well the only kind of man that you ever wanted
is one that you knew you'd never hold very long
You're sittin' there cryin' like I'm the first one to go
Woensdag 29 juni 1977
These Eyes
These Eyes
Composer(s): Randy Bachman - Burton Cummings
First release by: The Guess Who - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
These eyes cry every night for you
These arms long to hold you again
The hurtin's on me, yeah
And I will never be free, no, my baby, no no
You gave a promise to me, yeah
An' you broke it, an' you broke it, oh no
These eyes watched you bring my world to an end
This heart could not accept and pretend
The hurtin's on me, yeah
And I will never be free, no, no, no
You took the vow with me, yeah
An' you spoke it, an' you spoke it, babe
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes cry every night for you
These arms, these arms long to hold you, hold you again
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Don't ya know these eyes are cryin' every night
I need you back in my heart...
Woensdag 29 juni 1977
Could I Leave You?
Could I Leave You?
Composer(s): Stephen Sondheim
Leave you? Leave you?
How could I leave you?
How could I go it alone?
Could I wave the years away
With a quick goodbye?
How do you wipe tears away
When your eyes are dry?
Sweetheart, lover
Could I recover
Give up the joys I have known?
Not to fetch your pills again
Every day at five
Not to give those dinners for ten
Elderly men
From the U.N.
How could I survive?
Could I leave you
And your shelves of the World's Best Books
And the evenings of martyred looks
Cryptic sighs
Sullen glares from those injured eyes?
Leave the quips with a sting, jokes with a sneer
Passionless lovemaking once a year?
Leave the lies ill-concealed
And the wounds never healed
And the games not worth winning
And-wait, I'm just beginning!
What, leave you, leave you
How could I leave you?
What would I do on my own?
Putting thoughts of you aside
In the south of France
Would I think of suicide?
Darling, shall we dance?
Could I live through the pain
On a terrace in Spain?
Would it pass? It would pass
Could I bury my rage
With a boy half your age
In the grass?
Bet your ass
But I've done that already--or didn't you know, love?
Tell me, how could I leave when I left long ago, love?
Could I leave you?
No, the point is, could you leave me?
Well, I guess you could leave me the house
Leave me the flat
Leave me the Braques and Chagalls and all that
You could leave me the stocks for sentiment's sake
And ninety percent of the money you make
And the rugs
And the cooks
Darling, you keep the drugs
Angel, you keep the books
Honey, I'll take the grand
Sugar you keep the spinet
And all of our friends and
Just wait a goddam minute!
Oh, leave you? Leave you?
How could I leave you?
Sweetheart, I have to confess
Could I leave you?
Yes
Will I leave you?
Will I leave you?
Guess!
Woensdag 29 juni 1977
Ja-Da (Ja-Da, Ja-Da, Jing Jing Jing!)
Ja-Da (Ja-Da, Ja-Da, Jing Jing Jing!)
Composer(s): Bob Carleton
Performer(s): Arthur Fields & Billy Murray;
and various other artists
You've heard all about your raggy melodies
Ev'rything from opera down to harmony
But I've a little song that I will sing to you
It's going to win you through and through
There ain't much to the words, but the music is grand
And you'll be singing it to beat the band
Now you've heard of your "Will O' The Wisp"
But give a little listen to this
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
That's a funny little bit of melody
It's so soothing and appealing to me
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!
(Billy Murray: Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing)
(Arthur Fields (Spoken): Kinda got you going, hey Billy?)
(Billy Murray (Spoken): It certainly has. I'm humming it all the time)
(Billy Murray: It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!)
Now ev'ryone was singing a Hawaiian strain
Ev'ryone seemed to have it on their brain
When Yaka Hicky Hoola Do was all the craze
Why that's the one that had 'em dazed
The object now is for something new
Something that will appeal to you
And here's a little melody that you will find
Will linger, linger there on your mind
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
That's a funny little bit of melody
It's so soothing and appealing to me
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!
Now ev'rybody.......
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
That's a funny little bit of melody
It's so soothing and appealing to me
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing
That's a funny little bit of melody
It's so soothing and appealing to me
It goes Ja Da, Ja Da, Ja Da Ja Da, Jing Jing Jing!
Dinsdag 28 juni 1977
These Dreams
These Dreams
Composer(s): Jim Croce
Performer(s): Jim Croce
Once we were lovers
But somehow things have changed
Now we're just lonely people
Tryin' to forget each other's names
Now we're just lonely people
Tryin' to forget each other's names
What came between us?
Maybe we were just too young to know
But now and then
I feel the same,
And sometimes at night I think
I hear you calling my name
Mmm-hmm-mmm these dreams
They keep me going these days
Once we were lovers
But that was long ago
We lived together then
And now we do not even say hello
We lived together then
And now we do not even say hello
What came between us?
Maybe we were just too young to know
But now and then
I feel the same
And sometimes at night I think
I hear you calling my name
Mmm-hmm-mmm these dreams
They keep me going these days
Dinsdag 28 juni 1977
Could I Have This Kiss Forever
Could I Have This Kiss Forever
Composer(s): Diane Warren
Performer(s): Whitney Houston & Enrique Iglesias
and multiple other artists
Over and over I look in your eyes
You are all I desire
You have captured me
I want to hold you
I want to be close to you
I never want to let go
I wish that this night would never end
I need to know
Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could i have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever
Over and over I've dreamed of this night
Now you're here by my side
You are next to me
I want to hold you and touch you and taste you
And make you want no one but me
I wish that this kiss could never end
Oh baby please
Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
could I hole you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever
I don't want any night to go by
Without you by my side
I just want all my days
Spend being next to you
Lived for just loving you
And baby, oh by the way
Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever
Dinsdag 28 juni 1977
Jacques, A Penniless French Mouse
Jacques, A Penniless French Mouse
Performer(s): Captain Beaky
A penniless French mouse, called Jacques
In beret, boots and belted Mac...
Strolled idly down an empty drain
Protected against the wind and the rain
When from a grating in the street
A cigarette fell at his feet
And in surprise he cried, "Mon Dieu!
"It is my favourite brand, Disque Bleu"
"Ma foi - these are tres bon" he said
Inhaling deep, the end glowed red
A smell he thought was just a drain
Was gas escaping from the main
Le grande explosion! Au revoir Jacques
In beret, boots and belted mac...
And now he has gone to the great mousehole in the sky
Where mountains of bleu cheese stretch away
As far as the eye can see...
"Excuse moi?"
"Oui?"
"Which way to the Rocquefort, s'il vous plait?"
Maandag 27 juni 1977
These Days (Dan Fogelberg)
These Days
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
I used to think of myself as a soldier
Holding his own against impossible odds
Badly outnumbered and caught in a crossfire of devils and gods
All I ever wanted to be was free
All I ever looked for was what was within my eyes to see
Oh, but these days are just like you and me
Oh, but these days are just like you and me
You used to be something I could believe in
How could you let me forsake myself so
You used to think of your life as a riddle with no answer known
All you ever wanted to be was free
All you ever looked for was what was within your sights to see
Oh, but these days are just like you and me
Oh, but these days are just like you and me
We used to live like there was no tomorrow
Tasting our trials a day at a time
Crying for justice and laughing at sorrow
Such innocent crimes
All we ever wanted to be was free
All we ever looked for was what was within our sights to see
Oh, but these days are just like you and me
Oh, but these days are just like you and me
Just like you and me
You know they're just like you and me
Maandag 27 juni 1977
Could I Have This Dance?
Could I Have This Dance?
Composer(s): Wayland Holyfield; Bob House
Performer(s): Anne Murray
and multiple other artists
I'll always remember the song they were playing
The first time we danced and I knew
As we swayed to the music and held to each other
I fell in love with you
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner, then every night?
When we're together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
I'll always remember that magic moment
When I held you close to me
As we moved together, I knew, forever
You're all I'll ever need
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner every night?
When we're together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner every night?
When we're together it feels so right
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Maandag 27 juni 1977
Jacques
Jacques
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Permíteme el atrevimiento de llamarte así
Al escribir esta balada urgente para ti
para ti
Jacques
Querrás saber por qué se me ha ocurrido
al cabo de los años transcurridos
recordar a aquel quijote belga
que escapó a Tahití
Jacques
Podría responderte simplemente porque sí
O que en la radio acabo de escuchar "Le Plat Pays"
Jacques, lo que sucede es que me han desgarrado el corazón
Y necesito hablarte como "Jef" necesitó
Tu canción...
Ella ya no está...
Pero eso qué más da
Pero eso qué más da
Lo malo es esta noche
de eterna soledad
Jacques, ne me quittes pas
Jacques
ya ves que no se trata de escribirle al Sr. Juez
y que mi drama es para que respondas: "qué idiotez
qué idiotez"
Jacques
si acudo a ti es porque busco a un amigo
para unas copas Y un "estoy contigo
y a esa falsa rubia consentida
que la folle un pez!..."
Jacques
Vayamos con Jaurés, Zangra y Fernand a la kermes
Y luego al "Amsterdam" a que nos hagan un francés
Jacques
pero han huido de este octubre frío de París...
tal vez estén volando entre las nubes junto a ti
aux marquises
Ella ya no está...
Pero eso qué más da
Pero eso qué más da...
Lo malo es esta noche
de eterna soledad...
Jacques, ne me quittes pas
Zondag 26 juni 1977
Sei Già Di Un Altro
Sei Già Di Un Altro
((Adapted from: Don't Worry Baby (The Beach Boys) - 1964))
Composer(s): Roger Christian - Brian Wilson - Pantros
Performer(s): Equipe 84 - 1965
Ecco, d'un tratto tu non ridi e ti mancan le parole
Tu ricominci a pensare, io lo so, al nostro amore
Noi stiamo bene insieme,che cosa importa se
se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
per la vita legata a lui (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...
Anche se asciughi quelle lacrime si vede che tu hai pianto, e allor
anche se cerchi di sorridere si vede che sei triste ancor
Noi ci vogliamo bene, che cosa importa se
se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
l'altro uomo con cui già sei (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...
Anche se asciughi quelle lacrime si vede che tu hai pianto, e allor
anche se cerchi di sorridere si vede che sei triste ancor
Noi ci vogliamo bene, che cosa importa se
se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
per la vita legata a lui (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...
Zondag 26 juni 1977
Could I?
Could I?
Composer(s): Jerry Fuller; Gary Puckett
Performer(s): Gary Puckett & The Union Gap
Your only try at love was through before it began
So now you're frightened of the thought of losing again
Would I be true to you; girl, if there's any doubt
Just ask me anything your mind is wondering about
Could I chase the bitter taste
Left in your heart by someone who said goodbye
Could I love?
Give me love
I'm down on my knees, beggin' you please
Could I?
If I could get to you & prove the things that I say
You wouldn't compare me to the pain you knew yesterday
You've built a wall of ice I'm sure my lovin' will melt
Please let me hold you, love, instead of asking yourself
Could I chase the bitter taste
Left in your heart by someone who said goodbye
Could I love?
Give me love
I'm down on my knees, beggin' you please
Could I? ...
Zondag 26 juni 1977
Jacob's Ladder
Jacob's Ladder
Composer(s): Bruce Hornsby
Performer(s): Huey Lewis & The News
I met a fan dancer
Down in South Side Birmingham
She was running from a fat man
Selling salvation in his hand
Now he's trying to save me
We'll I'm doing alright the best that I can
Just another fallen angel
Trying to get through the night
Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung climbing Jacob's ladder
Coming over the airwaves
The man says I'm overdue
Sing along, send some money
Join the chosen few
Well mister I'm not in a hurry
And I don't want to be like you
And all I want from tomorrow
Is to get it better than today
Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung climbing Jacob's ladder
Zaterdag 25 juni 1977
These Boots Are Made For Walkin'
These Boots Are Made For Walkin' ((aka One Of These Days (Operation Ivy) - 1989; This Body (Belgian Asociality) - 1994))
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood
First release by: Nancy Sinatra - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Ces Bottes Sont Faites Pour Marcher (Eileen)
1967 - Stivaletti Rossi (Dalida)
1984 - Bisogna Far Qualcosa (Adriano Celentano)
You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'
You keep losing when you oughta not bet
You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'
What's right is right but you ain't been right yet
These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt (Hah)
Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches (Yeah)
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
Are you ready, boots?
Start walkin'
Zaterdag 25 juni 1977
Coucouroucoucou Paloma
