Daily Archives: April 16, 2019

Watch “Beethoven: Sonata No.18 in E-flat Major, “The Hunt” (Kovacevich, Biret)” on YouTube


Watch “All That Jazz – The Opening” on YouTube


Watch “Everything Old Is New Again, Anne Reinking and Erzsebet Foldi” on YouTube


When trumpets were mellow
And every gal only had one fellow
No need to remember when
‘Cause everything old is new again

Dancin’ at church, Long Island jazzy parties
Waiter bring us some more Baccardi
We’ll order now what they ordered then
‘Cause everything old is new again
Get out your white suit, your tap shoes and tails
Let’s go backwards when forward fails
And movie stars you thought were alone then
Now are framed beside your bed
Don’t throw the pa-ast away
You might need it some rainy day
Dreams can come true again
When everything old is new again
Get out your white suit, your tap shoes and tails
Put it on backwards when forward fails
Better leave Greta Garbo alone
Be a movie star on your own
And don’t throw the past away
You might need it some other rainy day
Dreams can come true again
When everything old is new again
When everything old i-is new-ew a-again
I might fa-all in love wi-ith you again
Songwriters: Carole Bayer Sager / Peter Woolnough Allen
Everything Old Is New Again lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management, Carlin America Inc

Watch “All That Jazz Bye Bye Life” on YouTube


Watch “Uriah Heep – Rain (1972)” on YouTube


It’s raining outside but that’s not unusual
But the way that I’m feeling is becoming usual
I guess you could say
The clouds are moving away
Away from your days
And into mine

Now it’s raining inside and that’s kind of a shame
And it’s getting to me, a happy man
And why should you want to
Waste all my time
The world is yours
But I am mine
Rain, rain, rain, in my tears
Measuring carefully my years
Shame, shame, shame, in my mind
See what you’ve done to my life
Rain, rain, rain, in my tears
Measuring carefully my years
Shame, shame, shame, in my mind
See what you’ve done to my life
See what you’ve done to my life
Songwriters: Ken Hensley

Watch “Joe Dassin- No Me Moleste Mosquito- 1973” on YouTube


No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
Retourne chez toi

Je fais la sieste, moustique
Arrête un peu ta musique
Ne sois pas antipathique
Ne me pique pas
Moustique, mon vieux, tu vois trop petit
Tu as des ailes, va voir du pays
J´ai un patron plus large que moi
Vas-y de confiance, c´est moi qui t´envoie
No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
Retourne chez toi
Tu me vois melancolique
De te troubler ton pique-nique
Si tu me goûtes moustique
Tu n´aimeras pas
Y a des pays pleins de voluptés
Pour un moustique de qualité
A St-Tropez, à Honolulu
Tout l´monde, il est gros, tout l´monde, il est nu
No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
No me moleste mosquito
Retourne chez toi
Je fais la sieste moustique
Arrête un peu ta musique
Ne sois pas antipathique
Ne me pique pas
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Le moustique lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Watch “The Doors-No me moleste mosquito” on YouTube


Watch “MORNING HAS BROKEN – Cat Stevens (Lyrics)” on YouTube


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    Morning has broken like the first morning
    Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
    Praise for the singing
    Praise for the morning
    Praise for them springing fresh from the world

    Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
    Like the first dewfall on the first grass
    Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
    Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

    Mine is the sunlight
    Mine is the morning
    Born of the one light Eden saw play
    Praise with elation, praise ev’ry morning
    God’s recreation of the new day

    Morning has broken like the first morning
    Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
    Praise for the singing
    Praise for the morning
    Praise for them springing fresh from the world

    Songwriters: Eleanor Farjeon / Yusuf Islam

    Morning Has Broken lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management

Watch “Don McLean- American Pie (with Lyrics)” on YouTube


A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they’d be happy for a while

But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn’t take one more step
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him
‘Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Now, for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that’s not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
‘Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
‘Cause fire is the devil’s only friend
Oh and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan’s spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
They were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
Songwriters: Don McLean
American Pie lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Watch “Lucifer – Eternal Flame (Do You Feel My Heart Beating) HD” on YouTube


Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand?
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
Is this burning an eternal flame?

I believe it’s meant to be, darling
I watch you when you are sleeping
You belong with me
Do you feel the same?
Am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame?
Say my name
Sun shines through the rain
A whole life so lonely
And then come and ease the pain
I don’t want to lose this feeling, oh
Say my name
Sun shines through the rain
A whole life so lonely
And then come and ease the pain
I don’t want to lose this feeling, oh
Close your eyes, give me your hand
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand?
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame?
Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand?
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
Is this burning an eternal flame?
Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand?
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming, ah
An eternal flame
Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand?
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming, ah
Is this burning an eternal flame?
Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Songwriters: Susanna Lee Hoffs / Thomas F. Kelly / William E. Steinberg
Eternal Flame lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group