SPEAK TO ME OF LOVE
RAY CONIFF
SONGRITERS: JEAN LENOIR & BRUCE SIEVIER
COUNTRY: U. S. A.
ALBUM: SPEAK TO ME OF LOVE
LABEL: COLUMBIA
GENRE: JAZZ
YEAR:1964

Joseph Raymond Conniff (November 6, 1916 – October 12, 2002) was an American bandleader and arranger best known for his Ray Conniff Singers during the 1960s.
Conniff was born in Attleboro, Massachusetts, and learned to play the trombone from his father. He studied music arranging from a course book.
Between 1957-68, Conniff had 28 albums in the American Top 40, the most famous one being Somewhere My Love (1966). He topped the album list in Britain in 1969 with His Orchestra, His Chorus, His Singers, His Sound, an album which was originally published to promote his European tour (Germany, Austria, Switzerland) in 1969. He also was the first American popular artist to record in Russia—in 1974 he recorded Ray Conniff in Moscow with the help of a local choir. His later albums like Exclusivamente Latino, Amor Amor, and Latinisimo made him very popular in Latin-American countries, even more so after performing in the Viña del Mar International Song Festival. In Brazil and Chile he was treated like a young pop superstar in the 1980s and 1990s when he was in his 70s and 80s. He even played live with his orchestra and eight-person chorus in large football stadiums as well as in Viña del Mar..
Speak to me of love
And say what I’m longing to hear
Tender words of love
Repeat them again
I implore you

Speak to me of love
And whisper these words to me, dear
I adore you.

Speak to me of love
And whisper these words to me, dear
I adore you.
SAPORE DI SALE
GINO PAOLI
COMPOSITORE: GINO PAOLI
DOVE: LIVE RSI 1980
PAESE: ITALIA
ALBUM: ‘89 DAL VIVO
ETICHETTA: RCA ITALIANA
GENERE: CANZONI
ANNO: 1963

Sapore di sale è una canzone scritta da Gino Paoli e da questi incisa per la prima volta nel 45 giri Sapore di sale/La nostra casa, del 1963 (pubblicato su etichetta RCA Italiana) e inserita nell'album Basta chiudere gli occhi pubblicato l'anno seguente. È il maggiore successo dell'artista e un classico della musica italiana.
           Il brano partecipò AL Cantagiro 1963. Il 45 giri raggiunse il primo posto delle classifiche in Italia.
Sapore di sale, sapore di mare
Che hai sulla pelle, che hai sulle labbra
Quando esci dall'acqua, e ti vieni a sdraiare
Vcino a me, vicino a me

Sapore di sale, sapore di mare
Un gusto un po'amaro di cose perdute
Di cose lasciate lontano da noi
Dove il mondo è diverso, diverso da qui

Qui il tempo è dei giorni che passano pigri
E lasciano in bocca il gusto del sale
Ti butti nell'acqua e mi lasci a guardarti
E rimango da solo nella sabbia e nel sole

Poi torni vicino e ti lasci cadere
Così nella sabbia e nelle mie braccia
E mentre ti bacio sapore di sale
Sapore di mare, sapore di te

Qui il tempo è dei giorni che passano pigri
E lasciano in bocca il gusto del sale
Ti butti nell'acqua e mi lasci a guardarti
E rimango da solo nella sabbia e nel sole

Poi torni vicino e ti lasci cadere
Così nella sabbia e nelle mie braccia
E mentre ti bacio sapore di sale
Sapore di mare, sapore di te.
HERE'S TO LIFE
SHIRLEY HORN
SONGWRITERS: ARTIE BUTLER & PHYLLIS MOLINARY
COUNTRY: U.S.A.
ALBUM: HERE’S TO LIFE
LABEL: POLY GRAM
GENRE: JAZZ
YEAR: 1992

Here's to Life is a 1992 studio album by Shirley Horn, arranged by Johnny Mandel (also the composer of three of the songs on the album), who received a Grammy Award for Best Instrumental Arrangement Accompanying Vocal(s) on this album.
The title track "Here's to Life" became Horn's signature song. The music was written by Artie Butler and the poignant lyrics were written by Phyllis Molinary. The lyric is known, world-wide, as one of her finest works and the song is considered a "modern day jazz standard."
"If You Love Me" is her interpretation of the passionate "Hymne à l'amour", made famous by Edith Piaf.
Summer is the first English version of the Italian standard "Estate". Horn ordered English lyrics after hearing JoÃo Gilberto's version, which spread the song's worldwide fame.
No complaints and no regrets
I still believe in chasing dreams and placing bets
But I have learned that all you give is all you get, so give it all you got
I had my share, I drank my fill, and even though I'm satisfied I'm hungry still
To see what's down another road, beyond a hill and do it all again
So here's to life and all the joy it brings
Here's to life the dreamers and their dreams
Funny how the time just flies
How love can turn from warm hellos to sad goodbyes
And leave you with the memories you've memorized
To keep your winters warm
There's no yes in yesterday
And who knows what tomorrow brings or takes away
As long as I'm still in the game I want to play
For laughs, for life, for love
So here's to life and all the joy it brings
Here's to life, the dreamers and their dreams
May all your storms be weathered
And all that's good get better
Here's to life, here's to love, here's to you
May all your storms be weathered
And all that's good get better
Here's to life, here's to love, here's to you.
SUMMERTIME
BILLIE HOLIDAY
SONGWRITERS: DUBOSE HEYWARD; GEORGE GERSHWIN & IRA GERSHWIN
COUNTRY: U.S.A.
ALBUM: THE QUINTESSENTIAL BILLIE HOLIDAY, VOL. 2
LABEL: COLUMBIA RECORDS
GENRE: JAZZ
YEAR: 1987

"Summertime" is na aria composed in 1934 by George Gershwin for the 1935 opera Porgy and Bess. The lyrics are by DuBose Heyward, the author of the novel Porgy on which the opera was based, although the song is also co-credited to Ira Gershwin by ASCAP.
The song soon became a popular and much recorded jazz standard, described as "without doubt ... one of the finest songs the composer ever wrote ... Gershwin's highly evocative writing brilliantly mixes elements of jazz and the song styles of blacks in the southeast United States from the early twentieth century". Composer and lyricist Stephen Sondheim has characterized Heyward's lyrics for "Summertime" and "My Man's Gone Now" as "the best lyrics in the musical theater". The song is recognized as among the most covered songs in the history of recorded music, with more than 33,000 covers by groups and solo performers.
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is fine
Oh your Daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're goin' to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take the sky
But till that morning
There's a nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by.