Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Mexican Radio Composer(s): Charles T. Gray; Marc Moreland; Joe Nanini; Stan Ridgeway Originally performed by: Wall of Voodoo Covered by various other artists
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder And the touch of a world that is older I turn the switch and check the number I leave it on when in bed I slumber I hear the rhythms of the music I buy the product and never use it I hear the talking of the DJ Can't understand just what does he say?
I'm on a mexican radio I'm on a mexican radio
I dial it in and tune the station They talk about the U.S. inflation I understand just a little No comprende, it's a riddle
I'm on a mexican radio I'm on a mexican radio
I wish I was in Tijuana Eating barbequed iguana I'd take requests on the telephone I'm on a wavelength far from home I feel a hot wind on my shoulder I dial it in from south of the border I hear the talking of the DJ Can't understand just what does he say?
I'm on a mexican radio I'm on a mexican radio I'm on a mexican radio I'm on a mexican radio
If you said I could fly -- I'd believe you Without wondering why -- I'd believe you Oh, some secret that you got inside Is pullin' me along for a ride But everything's all right
Only because of love Would I surrender control Share my heart, bear my soul Only because of love Only because of love
If you said I'm a fool -- I'd believe you But I can tell you this fool is never ever Gonna leave you Oh, a power that is strong as steel A strength that anyone can feel Never let you go
Mexicali Rose Composer(s): Helen Stone; Jack Tenney Performer(s): Bing Crosby and various other artists
Mexicali Rose stop crying I'll come back to you some sunny day Every night you'll know that I'll be pining Every hour a year while I'm away Dry those big brown eyes and smile dear Banish all those tears and please don't sigh Kiss me once again and hold me Mexicali Rose, goodbye
Dry those big brown eyes and smile dear Banish all those tears and please don't sigh Kiss me once again and hold me Mexicali Rose, goodbye
Only An Ocean Away Composer(s): Per Andréason; Don Black Performer(s): Sarah Brightman
I see a shadow every day and night I walk a hundred streets of neon lights Only when I'm crying Can you hear me crying So many times you always wanted more Chasing illusions that you're longing for Wish I wasn't crying Can you hear me crying
There's an ocean between us You know where to find me You reach out and touch me I feel you in my own heart More than a lifetime Still goes on forever But it helps to remember You're only an ocean away
Was there a moment when I felt no pain I want to feel it in my life again Let it be over now Oh Oh over now 'Cause I remember all the days and nights We used to walk the streets of neon lights Oh I want you here with me Oh be here with me
There's an ocean between us You know where to find me You reach out and touch me I feel you in my own heart More than a lifetime Still goes on forever But it helps to remember You're only an ocean away
So many times you always wanted more Chasing illusions that you're longing for Wish I wasn't crying Can you hear me crying
There's an ocean between us You know where to find me Just reach out and touch me I feel you in my own heart More than a lifetime It seems like forever But I'll always remember You're only an ocean away
Meurtre À L'extincteur Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Pour éteindre le feu au cul de Marilou Un soir n'en pouvant plus de jalousie J'ai couru au couloir de l'hôtel décrocher de son clou L'extincteur d'incendie Brandissant le cylindre D'acier je frappe paf et Marilou se met à geindre De son crâne fendu s'échappe un sang vermeil Identique au rouge sanglant de l'appareil Elle a sur le lino Un dernier soubresaut Une ultime secousse J'appuie sur la manette Le corps de Marilou disparaît sous la mousse
Only After Dark Composer(s): Mick Ronson; S. Richardson Performer(s): Mick Ronson; The Human League
I-I-I-I-I.... feel my spirit fly Only After Dark (Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah) I use the wild reply Only After Dark (Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah) Bright spin the city lights Only After Dark (Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah) Run let them wander 'way Only After Dark, Ooohh (Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah)
Won't you dissapear Into midnight with me Why don't you come Why won't you come Why won't you fly, fly, fly with me..... Sweet elusive fate Will be our company
Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah
Ring out the vamp in me Only After Dark (Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah) Moon sinful as can be Only After Dark (Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah) It's wrong to feel so free Only After Dark (Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah) Only you do it to me Only After Dark (Aah-aaha-ah, Aah-aaha-ah)
Won't you dissapear Into midnight with me Why don't you come Why won't you come Why won't you fly, fly, fly with me..... Sweet elusive fate Will be our company
Quem canta comigo Canta o meu refrão Meu melhor amigo É meu violão
Já chorei sentido De desilusão Hoje crescido Já não choro não Já brinquei de bola Já soltei balão Mas tive que fugir da escola Pra aprender essa lição
Quem canta comigo Canta o meu refrão Meu melhor amigo É meu violão
O refrão que eu faço É pra você saber Que eu não vou dar braço Pra ninguém torcer Deixa de feitiço Que eu não mudo não Pois eu sou sem compromisso Sem relógio e sem patrão
Quem canta comigo Canta o meu refrão Meu melhor amigo É meu violão
Eu nasci sem sorte Moro num barraco Mas meu santo é forte E o samba é meu fraco No meu samba eu digo O que é de coração Mas quem canta comigo Canta o meu refrão
Quem canta comigo Canta o meu refrão Meu melhor amigo É meu violão
Only A Woman's Heart Composer(s): Eleanor McEvoy Performer(s): Mary Black; and various other artists
My heart is low, My heart is so low As only a woman's heart can be As only a woman, as only a woman's As only a woman's heart can know
The tears that drip from my bewildered eyes Taste of bittersweet romance You're still in my hopes You're still on my mind oh And even though I manage on my own
My heart is low, My heart is so low As only a woman's heart can be As only a woman, only a woman's As only a woman's heart can know
When restless eyes reveal my troubled soul And memories flood my weary heart I mourn for my dreams I mourn for my wasted love And while I know that I'll survive alone
My heart is low, My heart is so low As only a woman's heart can be As only a woman, only a woman's As only a woman's heart can know
Meu Pião Composer(s): Ze do Norte; Tom Jobim Performer(s): Astrud Gilberto
O meu pião ele só roda com ponteira O meu pião ele só roda com ponteira A ponteirinha é rasteirinha pelo chão Ponteirinha é rasteirinha pelo chão O meu pião é feito de goiabeira Ele só roda com ponteira Na palma da minha mão Dança morena No meio desse salão Requebrando o corpo todo No ronco desse pião Dance na mão dance na mão Dance na mão dance na mão Meu pião
É peroba do campo É o nó da madeira Caingá candeia É matita pereira É madeira do vento Tombo na ribanceira É um mistério profundo É um queira ou não queira Queira queira ou não queira É um queira ou não queira queira
Only A Northern Song Composer(s): George Harrison Performer(s): The Beatles; Jamie Hoover; pHoaming Edison
If you're listening to this song You may think the chords are going wrong But they're not; we just wrote them like that When you're listening late at night You may think the band are not quite right But they are, they just play it like that It doesn't really matter what chords I play What words I say or time of day it is As it's only a Northern song It doesn't matter what clothes I wear Or how I fare or if my hair is brown When it's only a Northern song If you think the harmony Is a little dark and out of key You're correct, there's nobody here And I told you there's no one there
Meu Pequeno Cachoeiro Composer(s): Raúl Sampaio Performer(s): Roberto Carlos
Eu passo a vida recordando De tudo quanto aí deixei Cachoeiro, Cachoeiro Vim ao Rio de Janeiro Pra voltar e não voltei
Mas te confesso na saudade As dores que arranjei pra mim Pois todo o pranto destas mágoas Inda irei juntar às águas do teu Itapemirim
Meu pequeno cachoeiro Vivo só pensando em ti Ai que saudade dessas terras Entre as serras Doce terra onde eu nasci
Recordo a casa onde eu morava O muro alto, o laranjal Meu flamboyant na primavera Que bonito que ele era Dando sombra no quintal
A minha escola, minha rua Os meus primeiros madrigais Ai, como o pensamento voa Ao lembrar da terra boa Coisas que não voltam mais
Meu pequeno Cachoeiro (...)
Sabe, meu Cachoeiro, eu trouxe muita coisa de você E todas essas coisas me fizeram saber crescer E hoje eu me lembro de você Me lembro e me sinto criança outra vez
Only A Lonely Heart Sees Composer(s): Felix Cavaliere; D. Jay Tran Performer(s): Felix Cavaliere
You Soft and lovely are Lighting my dreams like a morning star Rocking my world with your open arms I couldn't feel the sun Looking for something so high above Guess you could say I was blind to love
Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be
You Magic in your eyes Peaceful and clear as a summer day Showed me the truth behind love's disguise I couldn't hear a sound Pure as the melodies ever sung Two strings together that makes us one
Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be
You Breezin' through my mind Oh no my lady I can't deny You know the way to paradise Could this be torn apart Standing in the pouring rain Running from love when it brings you pain
Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be
Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be Only a lonely heart sees Where love can be
Meu Namorado Composer(s): Edu Lobo; Chico Buarque Performer(s): Edu Lobo
Ele vai me possuindo Não me possuindo Num canto qualquer É como as águas fluindo Fluindo até o fim É bem assim que ele me quer Meu namorado Meu namorado Minha morada É onde for morar você
Ele vai me iluminando Não me iluminando Um atalho sequer Sei que ele vai me guiando Guiando de mansinho Pro caminho que eu quiser Meu namorado Meu namorado Minha morada é onde for morar você
Vejo meu bem com seus olhos E é com meus olhos Que o meu bem me vê
Only A Hobo Composer(s): Bob Dylan Performer(s): Rod Stewart; and various other artists
As I was out walking on a corner one day I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he lay His face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor And I guess he'd been there for the whole night or more
Only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home Only a hobo, but one more is gone
A blanket of newspaper covered his head As the curb was his pillow, the street was his bed One look at his face showed the hard road he'd come And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed
Only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down To look up on the world from a hole in the ground To wait for your future like a horse that's gone lame To lie in the gutter and die with no name?
Only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Meu Caro Barão Composer(s): Henriquez; Bardotti Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Onde quer que esteja Meu caro Barão São Brás o proteja O santo dos ladrão Tava na faxina Do seu caminhão Vi essa maquina De escrever no chão Escovei a nega Lavei com sabão Deu uma cocega Nos calo da mão
Pronto Ponto Tracinho, tração Linha Margem Meu caro Ba...
Vire a pagina Continuação Ai, essa maquina Tá que tá que é bão Como eu lhe dizia Meu caro Barão A sua ausencia É uma sensação O circo lotado Cidade e sertão Domingo, sabado Inverno e verão Pronto Ponto De exclamação Linha Margem Meu caro Barão
Tem gargalhada Tem sim senhor Tem muita estrada Tem muita dor Venha, Excelência Nos visitar Estamos sempre Noutro lugar
Dizem que virgula Aspas, travessão Coisa ridicula Dizem que o Barão Que o Barão, meu caro Tinha a faca, o pão O queijo e os passaros Voando e na mão Pois eu tenho ouvido Que o pobretão Tá magro, palido Sem ocupação Pronto Ponto De interrogação Linha Margem Meu caro Barão
Venha, Excelência Nos visitar A casa é sempre De quem chegar Se a senhoria Vem pra ficar Basta algum dia Se preparar
Pra rodar com a gente Pra fazer serão Pra ficar contente Comer macarrão Pra pregar sarrafo Pra lavar leão Pra datilografo Bilheteiro, não Pra fazer faxina Nesse caminhão Cuidar da maquina E não ser mais Barão Linha Margem Etcétera e tal Pronto Ponto E ponto final
Only A Fool Would Say That Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen Performer(s): Steely Dan; Ivy
A world becomes one Of salads and sun Only a fool would say that A boy with a plan A natural man Wearing a white stetson hat Unhand that gun begone There's no one to fire upon If he's holding it high He's telling a lie
Chorus: I heard it was you Talkin' 'bout a world Where all is free It just couldn't be And only a fool would say that
The man in the street Draggin' his feet Don't wanna hear the bad news Imagine your face There is his place Standing inside his brown shoes You do his nine to five Drag yourself home half alive And there on the screen A man with a dream
Chorus
Anybody on the street Has murder in his eyes You feel no pain And you're younger Than you realize
Meu Caro Amigo Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime Performer(s): Chico Buarque and various other artists
Meu car amigo me perdoe, por favor Se eu não lhe faço uma visita Mas como agora apareceu um portador Mando notícias nessa fita Aqui na terra 'tão jogando futebol Tem muito samba, muito choro e rock'n'roll Uns dias chove, noutros dias bate sol Mas o que eu quero é lhe dizer que a coisa aqui tá preta Muita mutreta pra levar a situação Que a gente vai levando de teimoso e de pirraça E a gente vai tomando que, também, sem cachaça Ninguém segura esse rojão
Meu caro amigo eu não pretendo provocar Nem atiçar suas saudades Mas acontece que não posso me furtar A lhe contar as novidades Aqui na terra 'tão jogando futebol Tem muito samba, muito choro e rock'n'roll Uns dias chove, noutros dias bate sol Mas o que eu quero é lhe dizer que a coisa aqui tá preta É pirueta pra cavar o ganha-pão Que a gente vai cavando só de birra, só de sarro E a gente vai fumando que, também, sem cigarro Ninguém segura esse rojão
Meu caro amigo eu quis até telefonar Mas a tarifa não tem graça Eu ando aflito pra fazer você ficar A par de tudo que se passa Aqui na terra 'tão jogando futebol Tem muito samba, muito choro e rock'n'roll Uns dias chove, noutros dias bate sol Mas o que eu quero é lhe dizer que a coisa aqui tá preta Muita careta pra engolir a transação E a gente tá engolindo cada sapo no caminho E a gente vai se amando que, também, sem um carinho Ninguém segura esse rojão
Meu caro amigo eu bem queria lhe escrever Mas o correio andou arisco Se permitem, vou tentar lhe remeter Notícias frescas nesse disco Aqui na terra 'tão jogando futebol Tem muito samba, muito choro e rock'n'roll Uns dias chove, noutros dias bate sol Mas o que eu quero é lhe dizer que a coisa aqui tá preta A Marieta manda um beijo para os seus Um beijo na família, na Cecília e nas crianças O Francis aproveita pra também mandar lembranças A todo o pessoal Adeus
Only A Dream A Rio Composer(s): James Taylor Performer(s): Cassandra Wilson; and various other artists
More than a distant land over a shining sea More than the steaming green More than the shining eyes Well they tell me it's only a dream in Rio Nothing could be as sweet as it seems on this very first day down They remind me, "Son, have you so soon forgotten?" Often as not it's rotten inside and the mask soon slips away Strange taste of a tropical fruit, romantic language of the Portuguese Melody on a wooden flute, samba floating in the summer breeze
It's all right, you can stay asleep, you can close your eyes you can trust the people of paradise to call your keeper and tender your good-byes
Oh, what a night, wonderful one in a million frozen fire Brazilian stars Oh, holy southern cross, later on take me way downtown in a tin can Can't come down from the bandstand, I'm never thrown for such a loss when they say Quando a nossa mãe cordar, andaremos ao sol Quando a nossa mãe acordar, cantará pelo sertão Quando a nossa mãe acordar, todos os filhos saberão Todos os filhos saberão e regozijarão
Caught in the rays of the rising sun on the run from the soldier's gun Shouting out loud from the angry crowd, the mild the wild and the hungry child I'll tell you there's more than a dream in Rio I was there on the very day and my heart came back alive There was more, more than the singing voices more than the upturned faces and more than the shining eyes
But it's more than the shining eye, more than the steaming green more than the hidden hills, more than the concrete Christ more than a distant land over a shining sea more than a hungry child, more like another time Born of a million years, more than a million years
Meu Bem, Meu Mal Composer(s): Caetano Veloso Performer(s): Caetano Veloso and various other artists
Você é meu ca minho Meu vinho, meu vício Desde o início estava você Meu bálsamo benigno Meu signo, meu guru Porto s eguro, onde eu vou ter Meu mar e minha mãe Meu medo e meu champ anhe Visando o es paço sider al Onde o que eu sou se afoga Meu fumo e minha ioga Você é minha droga Paixão e carnaval Meu zen, meu bem, me u mal Meu zen, meu bem, me u mal Meu zen, meu bem, me u mal Meu zen, meu bem...
Oney Composer(s): Jerry Chestnut Performer(s): Johnny Cash; Kyle Jennings
I dedicate this song to the workin' man.... For every man that puts in a hard eight or ten hours a day of work and toil and sweat.... Always got somebody lookin' down his neck.... Tryin' to get more out of 'im than he really ought to have to put in.....
After twenty-nine long years of workin' In this shop with Oney standin' over me Today when that old whistle blows I'll check in all my gear and I'll retire
The superintendent just dropped by and said They'd planned my little get together Then he said I'd never a-made it If old Oney hadn't held me to the fire
I've seen him in my dreams at night And woke up in the mornin' feelin' tired And old Oney don't remember, when I came here How he tried to get me fired
With his folded hands behind him Every mornin' Oney waited at the gate Where he'd rant and rave like I committed murder Clockin' in five minutes late
But today they'll gather 'round me Like I've seen 'em do when any man retires Then old Oney's gonna tell me From now on I'm free to do what I desire
He'll present me with that little old gold watch They give a man at times like this But there's one thing he's not countin' on Today's the day I give old Oney his.
I've been workin', buildin' muscles Oney's just been standin' 'round and gettin' soft And today about four-thirty I'll make up for every good night's sleep I've lost
When I'm gone I'll be remembered As the workin' man who put his point across With a right hand full of knuckles 'Cause today I show old Oney who's the boss
Hmmmm! What time is it? Four thirty! Hey, Oney! Oney! Ha ha ha ha!
