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THE MAMAS & THE PAPAS - (Monday, Monday)

THE MAMAS & THE PAPAS - DISCOGRAFIA.

Monday, Monday
The Mamas and the Papas
Composição: The Mamas & The Papas

Ba-da ba-da-da-da
Ba-da ba-da-da-da
Ba-da ba-da-da-da

Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
So good to me (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee (ba-daba-da-da-da)
That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me

Monday, Monday, can't trust that day
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday mornin' you gave me no warnin' of what was to be
Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me

Every other day (every other day), every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
So good to me (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee
That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me

Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
So good to me (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee
That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me

Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin' all of the time

Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Can't trust that day (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
It just turns out that way (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Whoa, Monday, Monday, won't go away (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Monday, Monday, it's here to stay (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Oh Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)
Oh Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

THE MAMAS & THE PAPAS -( I call your name)

THE MAMAS & THE PAPAS - DISCOGRAFIA.

I call your name
The Mamas and the Papas
Composição: Lennon-McCartney

I call your name but you're not there
Was I to blame for bein' unfair
Don't you know I can't sleep at night since you've been gone
I never weep at night, I can't go on

Don't you know I can't take it
I don't know who can
I'm not gonna make it
I'm not that kind of man

Don't you know I can't sleep at night but just the same
I never weep at night, I call your name

------ guitar ------

Don't you know I can't take it
I don't know who can
I'm not gonna make it
I'm not that kind of man

Don't you know I can't sleep at night but just the same, yeah
I never weep at night, I call your name
I never weep at night, I call your name.

ET POURTANT - CHARLES AZNAVOUR

Et Pourtant
Charles Aznavour
Composição: Musique: Charles Aznavour

Un beau matin, je sais que je m'éveillerai,
Différemment de tous les autres jours,
Et mon coeur délivré enfin de notre amour
Et pourtant.. Et pourtant..

Sans un remords, sans un regret, je partirai
Loin devant moi, sans espoir de retour
Loin des yeux, loin du coeur,
J'oublierai pour toujours
Et ton corps, et tes bras, et ta voix,
Mon amour

Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..

J'arracherai, sans une larme, sans un cri
Les liens secrets qui déchirent ma peau
Me libérant de toi pour trouver le repos
Et pourtant.. Et pourtant..

Je marcherais vers d'autres cieux, d'autres pays
En oubliant ta cruelle froideur
Les mains pleines d'amour,
J'offrirai au bonheur
Et les jours, et les nuits, et la vie
De mon coeur

Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..

Il faudra bien que je retrouve ma raison
Mon insouciance, et mes élans de joie
Que je parte à jamais pour échapper à toi
Et pourtant.. Et pourtant..

Dans d'autres bras, quand j'oublierai jusqu'à ton nom
Quand je pourrai repenser l'avenir
Tu deviendras pour moi
Qu'un lointain souvenir
Quand mon mal, et ma peur et mes pleurs
Vont finir

Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..
Pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant..
Atualizado em 02/05/2010 às 10h52

SHE - CHARLES AZNAVOUR & BRYAN KRETZMERE

Charles Aznavour - Duos 2008.

She
Charles Aznavour & Bryan Ferry
Composição: Charles Aznavour / Herbert Kretzmere

She may be the face I can't forget,
A trace of pleasure or regret,
May be my treasure or
The price I have to pay.

She may be the song that summer sings,
May be the chill that autumn brings,
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.

She may be the beauty or the beast,
May be the famine or the feast,
May turn each day into a
Heaven or a hell.

She may be the mirror of my dream,
A smile reflected in a stream,
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell.

She who always seems so happy in a crowd,
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud,
No one's allowed to see them
When they cry.

She may be the love that cannot hope to last,
May come to me from shadows of the past,
That I'll remember till the day I die.

She may be the reason I survive,
The why and wherefore I'm alive,
The one I'll care for through the
Rough and ready years.

Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be.
The meaning of my life is she, she, she--.