Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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T'aimerai Toujours Composer(s): Lucien Morisse - Danyel Gérard - G. Helian Performer(s): Dalida; Raymond Lefevre & His Orch.
Ne crains rien je reviens car je t'aimerai toujours T'aimerai toujours c'est bien toi mon unique amour Aujourd'hui, je suis loin mais je reviendrai un jour Reviendrai un jour car près de toi je suis si bien
Oui je sais bientôt que sur l'océan J'irai chaque jour de l'avant
Si le temps et les gens ont changé jour après jour Mon cur n'est plus lourd je suis sûre de mes sentiments
Ne crains rien je reviens car je t'aimerai toujours T'aimerai toujours c'est bien toi mon unique amour Et plus rien jamais rien ne pourra dès mon retour Oui dès mon retour ne pourra briser notre lien
Car tu pleures je sais Et depuis si longtemps sachant que toute seul tu m'attends
Ne crains rien je reviens car je t'aimerai toujours T'aimerai toujours dans ma vie je n'ai qu'un amour Ne crains rien je reviens car je t'aimerai toujours T'aimerai toujours c 'est bien toi mon unique amour Aujourd'hui je suis loin mais je reviendrai un jour Reviendrai un jour car près de toi je suis si bien Oui je sais bientôt que sur l 'océan J'irai chaque jour de l'avant
Ne crains rien je reviens car je t'aimerai toujours T'aimerai toujours dans ma vie je n'ai qu'un amour
Mornin' Composer(s): David Foster; Jay Graydon; Al Jarreau Performer(s): Al Jarreau and various other artists
Mornin' Mr. Radio Mornin' little Cheerios Mornin' sister Oriole Did I tell you everything is fine... In my mind
Mornin' Mr. Shoe Shine Man Shine 'em bright in white and tan My baby said she loves me and Need I tell you that everything here is just fine In my mind
'Scuse me if I sing My heart has found its wings Searchin' high and low And now at last I know
Mornin' Mr. Golden Gate I should walk but I can't wait I can't wait to set it straight I was shakin' but now I am makin' it fine Here in my mind
My heart will soar With love that's rare and real My smiling face will feel every cloud Then higher still Beyond the blue until I know I can Like any man Reach out my hand And touch the face of God
'Scuse me if I sing My heart has found its wings Searchin' high and low And now at last I know
Mornin' Mr. Radio Mornin' little Cheerios Mornin' sister Oriole Did I tell you everything is fine... Wooo in my mind
So, won't you get up Oriole So, won't you get up Cheerios Wake up Mr. Radio ....it's fine Here in my mind
Singin' about mornin' little radio Mornin' little Cheerios Wake up Mr. Radio Need I tell you everything right here is just doing fine
Gina Composer(s): Paul Vance; Leon Carr Performer(s): Johnny Mathis; and various other artists
Gina, Gina, I kissed you once and then I felt so wonderful, so very wonderful Let's do it over again
Gina (Gina), Gina (Gina), I can't remember when I've ever felt a kiss that made me feel like this Let's do it over again
Look at you, oh, look at you So warm, so sweet, so shy Look at me, oh, look at me I can't believe that I'm such a lucky guy
To have Gina, Gina all for my very own It's much too wonderful, so very wonderful To know that Gina is mine alone
Oh, look at you, oh, look at you So warm, so sweet, so shy Look at me, oh, look at me I can't believe that I'm such a lucky guy
To have Gina (Gina), Gina (Gina) all for my very own It's much too wonderful, so very wonderful To know that Gina is mine (Gina is mine) Gina is mine alone
Tågen Kan Gå Igen Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog - Bo Carlsson - Sven-Olof Walldoff Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
När han försvann stod allting still Natten blev aldrig dag Mars ville aldrig bli april Värmen stod jämt på svag Men nu kan ni andas ut Nu har jag gråtit slut Nu är det över Allting är som förut
Tågen kan gå igen Klockan kan slå igen Jorden kan lika gärna få snurra Trots att jag miste min vän Tågen kan gå igen Klockan kan slå igen Jorden kan lika gärna få snurra Trots att jag miste min vän
Hoppas ni kan förlåta mej Allt jag ställt till för er Lovar att jag ska skärpa mej Om jag gör slut med fler Men nu kan i andas ut Nu har jag gråtit slut Nu är det över Allting är som förut
Tågen kan gå igen Klockan kan slå igen Jorden kan lika gärna få snurra Trots att jag miste min vän Tågen kan gå igen Klockan kan slå igen Jorden kan lika gärna få snurra Trots att jag miste min vän
Tågen kan gå igen Klockan kan slå igen Jorden kan lika gärna få snurra Trots att jag miste min vän Tågen kan gå igen Klockan kan slå igen Jorden kan lika gärna få snurra Trots att jag miste min vän
Morir Por Tu Amor Composer(s): Belisario de Jesús García Performer(s): Javier Solís and various other artists
Morir por tu amor qué dicha ha de ser morir por tus ojos divinos que son la expresión del placer Morir, sí morir canta el ruiseñor que todo en la vida es amor, amor
Cantar, cantar, cantar, cantar que al cabo la vida es muy corta reír, reír, reír, reír que al cabo la vida está loca amor, amor, amor, amor palabra que encierra un destino tu nombre es sacrosanto porque en ti siempre existe el dolor
Morir por tu amor qué dicha ha de ser morir por tus ojos divinos que son la expresión del placer Morir sí morir canta el ruiseñor
Mijn Ideaal ((aka Je Laat Je Gaan (Koen Crucke) - 2004))
((Adapted from: Tu T'laisses Aller (Charles Aznavour) - 1960))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Jip Feldman
Performer(s): Corry Brokken - 1962
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - You've Let Yourself Go (Charles Aznavour)
1970 - Ti Lasci Andare (Charles Aznavour)
1982 - Du Lässt Dich Geh'n (Charles Aznavour)
In het begin heb ik als je vrouw Mijn ideaal gezien in jou Je was zo stoer en zo sportief Je had mij zo onstuimig lief Je kuste mij zo resoluut Ja, af en toe een beetje bruut Je had zo'n echt piratenbloed Zo'n ongetemde overmoed Nu ben je je sportiviteit En al je wilde haren kwijt
Mijn Ridder van het eerste uur Jouw slank figuur werd op den duur Het welgedane proza van De goedgeslaagde zakenman En jij hebt niets waarin een vrouw Nog poezie ontdekken zou En toch was jij die eerste maal Mijn ideaal, mijn ideaal
Eens was je geestig en ad rem Nu praat je enkel van tantieme Thuis maak je ruzie om een cent Maar in je Club de vlotte vent Daar tref je vrienden naar je zin Met net zo'n dubbele onderkin En de allures heb je nog Maar voor de spiegel ben je toch Ondanks je branie en bravour: Een jeune premier op z'n retour
Je komt naar huis toe elke dag Een moede man vol zelfbeklag En geeft een lauwe kus, uit sleur Jij, eens mijn vurige charmeur Mijn Cyrano de Bergerac Wenst dat ik flensjes voor hem bak Wat werd je burgerlijk banaal Mijn ideaal, mijn ideaal
Je bent zo ijdel als een pauw En slooft je uit voor elke vrouw Je hebt een permanent complex Of jij nog meetelt met je sex Je cultiveert je dunne haar En parfumeert het veel te zwaar Dan speel je tennis en je flirt Totdat je kou vat in je shirt Dan breng je bloemen voor me mee En ik geef jou kamillethee
En toch, als ik je dan zo zie Zo stil en vol melancholie Dan voel ik soms een ogenblik Dat jij alleen bent, net als ik Dan is die hulpeloze man Die toch mijn zorg niet missen kan Mij nog het liefst van allemaal Mijn ideaal, mijn ideaal
Gin Tonic Composer(s): Françoise Hardy; Gabriel Yared Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
deux gin tonics... merci beaucoup... quellle heure est-il? ça va et vous? air de blues sur piano triste je n'entends pas ce que vous dites... aller-retours cosmopolites dans ce bar de grand hôtel raybans foncées qui vous évitent et nos discours superficiels se dire une fois "je t'aime" même si les mots sonnent un peu faux les dire quand même lui dire une fois "je t'aime" boire un peu trop rêver tout haut plus rien qui nous retienne mais je perds le fil que disiez-vous? à qui pense-t-il? où sommes-nous? deux gin tonics... merci beaucoup... Londres, Paris, Berlin, Bruxelles dans quel pays vous cachez-vous? quels paradis artificiels?
Morir De Amor Composer(s): Miguel Bosé; José Luis Perales Performer(s): Miguel Bosé
Que es morir de Amor morir de amor por dentro Es quedarme sin tu luz es perderte en un momento
Como puedo yo decirte que lo siento? Que tu ausencia es mi dolor Que yo sin tu amor...me muero
Morir de amor despacio y en silencio sin saber que todo lo que he dado te llego a tiempo Morir de amor y no morir tan solo en desamor y no tener un nombre que decirle al viento
Yo no se muy bien que es lo que esta pasando Tengo seco el corazon y es de haber llorado tanto
No me quedan mas que dos o tres recuerdos Una Carta, alguna flor un adios muy corto...y un te quiero
Morir de amor despacio y en silencio sin saber que todo lo que he dado te llego a tiempo Morir de amor y no morir tan solo en desamor y no tener un nombre que decirle al viento
Gin House Blues Composer(s): Fletcher Henderson; Henry Troy Performer(s): The Animals; and various other artists
Stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sin I said, stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sin You know I'm beggin' you, somebody give me my gin. Stay away from me, unless you wanta big fight Stay away from me everybody, unless you wanta get involved in a fight I'll fight the army and the Royal navy if I don't get some gin tonight Hey, when I'm feeling high, everythings all right Hey, when I'm feelin' high, everything is really all right Gin is gonna be my wife for the rest of my life Give me my gin I can get a drink of gin, well, almost any old time I can get myself a drink of gin, yeah, Yeah, well, almost any old time If I can't get myself a drink of gin I guess I'll have to settle for red wine I said stay away from me, unless you wanta start a fight Yeah, stay away from me everybody unless you wanta start a big fight I'll fight the army and the navy if I don't get myself some gin tonight. Now now now, listen to me baby, hey, stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sin Whoa, stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in the sin baby I'll fight the army and the navy Somebody, somewhere, give me my gin
Samotna i zla Jakbys z planety byla zimnej Tak to dlugo trwa ze nikt nigdy nie znal ciebie innej Daleka jak sen Wciaz nie dostrzegasz spraw i ludzi A gdzies czeka ten który kiedys wreszcie cie obudzi
Tak dobrze cie znam ... Chyba nawet lepiej niz ty siebie Jestem taki sam ... Wciaz widze setki plam na niebie Nieufnosc to mgla Co przynosi tylko cisze Jak klatka ze szkla Nie pozwala nam sie slyszec
Tacy sami, a sciana miedzy nami ... Tacy sami Tacy sami, a sciana miedzy nami ... Tacy sami
I nie mów mi, nie ze czasem takze zycie sie oplaca Sama dobrze wiesz ze co dzien tracisz cos, co juz nie wraca Samotnosc to pies Co kasa tak bez uprzedzenia Ja wiem jak to jest ... Znam to przeciez, znam, az do znudzenia
Tacy sami, a sciana miedzy nami ... Tacy sami Tacy sami, a sciana miedzy nami ... Tacy sami
Tacy sami Tacy sami Tacy sami Tacy sami
Tacy sami, a sciana miedzy nami ... Tacy sami Tacy sami, a sciana miedzy nami ... Tacy sami
Tacy sami, a sciana miedzy nami ... Tacy sami Tacy sami, a sciana miedzy nami ... Tacy sami
Gimme Gimme Good Lovin' Composer(s): Ritchie Cordell; Joey Levine Performer(s): Crazy Elephant; and various other artists
From Atlanta, Georgia to the Gulf Stream water To California I'm gonna spend my life both night and day Say gimme, gimme good lovin' every night
Hey you know it's alright child Gimme, gimme good lovin' make it alright Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha To the girls in Frisco to the girls in New York To the girls in Texican you gotta understand That baby I'm your man I say gimme, gimme good lovin' every night Yeh you know it's alright now Gimme, gimme good lovin' make it alright Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Tacos, Enchiladas And Beans Composer(s): Mel Tormé - Robert Wells Performer(s): Doris Day; Ray McKinley; Buck Pizzarelli
From the snow-capped mountains to the coral shores You're the only one my heart adores You've only got three competitors Tacos, enchiladas and beans
From the Mississippi to the Amazon There's not much we don't agree upon Wish we could get together on Tacos, enchiladas and beans
Love 'em, dozens of 'em I consume them by the score And when I'm through, what do I do I stamp and holler for more
You can have the fourth position on my list Must admit your kisses would be missed But how in the world could I exist Without tacos, enchiladas and beans
From the snow-capped mountains to the coral shores You're the only one my heart adores You've only got three competitors Tacos, enchiladas and beans
From the Mississippi to the Amazon There's not much we don't agree upon Wish we could get together on Tacos, enchiladas and beans
Love 'em, dozens of 'em I consume them by the score And when I'm through, what do I do I stamp and holler for more
You can have the fourth position on my list Must admit your kisses would be missed But how in the world could I exist Without tacos, enchiladas and beans
Morir Cantando
(Adapted from: Mourir Sur Scène - 1983)
(English & Italian Versions: Born To Sing; Quando Nasce Un Nuovo Amore)
Composer(s): Michel Jouveaux; Jeff Barnel; Carlos Toro
Performer(s): Dalida
Ven pero no vengas en soledad Cuando el telon ya caiga por fin Quiero que caiga tràs de mi
Ven, pero no vengas en solidad Yo he escogido como vivir Quiero escoger como morir Cada cual quiere morir un dia gris O bien a pleno sol Cada cual quiere morir como dormir Sin pena ni dolor
Yo quiero morir cantando, ésa es mi decision En mitad del escenario, abierto todo mi corezon Morir sin sentir tristeza, y sin mirar atras Yo quiero morir asi Cantando hasta el final
Ven pero no vengas en soledad Las dos nos conocemes muy bien Casi ganaste una vez
Ven pero no vengas en soledad Haz por llegar con una avacion Al terminar una cancion Si he vivido bajo coros de luz Quiero terminar igual Fusilada por la rafaga azul Di un projector mortal
Yo quiero morir cantando, ésa es mi decision En mitad del escenario, aberto todo el corazon Morir sin sentir tristeza, y sin mirar atras Yo quiero morir asi, cantando hasta el final
Morir sin sentir triteza, cantando una cancion Yo quiero morir asi, la mismo que naci
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight) Spanish Title: Dame! Dame! Dame! (Amor Esta Noche)
Composer(s): Benny Andersson; Björn Ulvaeus
Performer(s): ABBA
Half past twelve And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone How I hate to spend the evening on my own Autumn winds Blowing outside the window as I look around the room And it makes me so depressed to see the phone There's not a soul out there No one to hear my prayer
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight Take me through the darkness to the break of the day
Movie stars Find the end of the rainbow, with that fortune to win It's so different from the world I'm living in Tired of T.V. I open the window and I gaze into the night But there's nothing there to see, no one in sight There's not a soul out there No one to hear my prayer
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight Take me through the darkness to the break of the day
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight... Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight...
There's not a soul out there No one to hear my prayer
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight Take me through the darkness to the break of the day Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight Take me through the darkness to the break of the day
Tack Sverige, för allt vackert som finns att se Tack Sverige, du har fått oss att kunna le Gröna skogar, himmel blå Det finns så mycket man kan få Tack Sverige, vi kan nog aldrig resa från vårat land
Lyssna på fåglarna Hör sen på trädens sus Titta, där växer rosorna Där går ett kärlekspar Vad det är underbart Att kunna vara fri
Tack Sverige, för allt vackert som finns att se Tack Sverige, du har fått oss att kunna le Gröna skogar, himmel blå Det finns så mycket man kan få Tack Sverige, vi kan nog aldrig resa från vårat land
Jag ser en flicka le Åt någonting hon ser Jag hör en kyrkas klockor slå Stunden är inne nu De ska bli man och fru Redan hörs orgelns toner
Gröna skogar, himmel blå Det finns så mycket man kan få Tack Sverige, vi kan nog aldrig resa från vårat land
Moribund The Burgermeister Composer(s): Peter Gabriel Performer(s): Peter Gabriel
Caught in the chaos in the market square I don't know what, I don't know why but something's wrong down there Their bodies twistin' and turnin' in a thousand ways The eyes all rollin' round and round into a distant gaze Ah, look at that crowd!
Some are jumping up in the air say "We're drowning in a torrent of blood!" Others going down on their knees, seen a saviour coming out of the mud Oh Mother! It's eating out my soul Destroying law and order, I'm gonna lose control
What can I do to stop this plague, spread by sight alone Just a glimpse and then a quiver, then they shiver to the bone Ah, look at them go!
Bunderschaft, you are going daft? Better seal off the castle grounds "This is Moribund, the Burgermeister I'm gonna keep this monster down Somebody sent the subversive element going to chase it out of down" No-one will tell what all this is about But I will find out (I will find out I will find out)
This thing's really outrageous, I tell you on the level It's really so contagious must be the work of the devil You better go now, pick up the pipers, tell them to play Seems the music keeps them quiet, there is no other way Ah, close the doors!
"We've tried potions and waxen dolls, but none of us could find any cures" Mother please, is it just a disease, that has them breaking all my laws Check if you can disconnect the effect and I'll go after the cause No-one will tell what this is all about But I will find out I will
Gimme Three Steps Composer(s): Allen Collins; Ronnie Van Zant Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd; and various other artists
I was cutting the rug Down at a place called The Jug With a girl named Linda Lu When in walked a man With a gun in his hand And he was looking for you know who He said, "Hey there fellow With the hair colored yellow Watcha tryin' to prove? 'Cause that's my woman there And I'm a man who cares And this might be all for you"
I was scared and fearing for my life I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree 'Cause he was lean, mean Big and bad, Lord Pointin' that gun at me I said, "Wait a minute, mister I didn't even kiss her Don't want no trouble with you And I know you don't owe me But I wish you'd let me Ask one favor from you"
(Chorus) "Won't you give me three steps Gimme three steps mister Gimme three steps towards the door? Gimme three steps Gimme three steps mister And you'll never see me no more"
Well the crowd cleared away And I began to pray As the water fell on the floor And I'm telling you son Well, it ain't no fun Staring straight down a forty-four Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu And that's the break I was looking for And you could hear me screaming a mile away As I was headed out towards the door
This Land Is Your Land ((French Version: Ce Coin De Terre (Dalida) - 1964)) Composer(s): Woody Guthrie First recording: Woody Guthrie - 1944 Covered by multiple other artists
This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me
As I was walking a ribbon of highway I saw above me an endless skyway I saw below me a golden valley This land was made for you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me
I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts And all around me a voice was sounding This land was made for you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me
The sun comes shining as I was strolling The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling The fog was lifting a voice come chanting This land was made for you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there And that sign said - no tress passin' But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin! Now that side was made for you and me!
This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me
In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple Near the relief office - I see my people And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin' If this land's still made for you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me
