Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Gartan Mother's Lullaby (Traditional) Performer(s): The Dubliners and multiple other artists
Sleep, O babe, for the red bee hums the silent twilight fall Eaval from the Grey Rock comes to wrap the world in thrall A leanbhan o, my child, my joy, my love and heart`s desire The crickets sing you a lullaby beside the dying fire
Dusk is drawn and the Green Man`s thorn is wreathed in rings of fog Sheevra sails his boat till morn upon the starry bog A leanbhan o, the paly moon hath brimmed her cusp in dew And weeps to hear the sad sleep tune I sing, O love, to you
C'è Una Strana Espressione Nei Tuoi Occhi ((aka Ciò Che Fai (I New Dada) - 1965))
((Adapted from: When You Walk In The Room (Jackie DeShannon) - 1963))
Composer(s): Jackie DeShannon - Shel Shapiro
Performer(s): The Rokes - 1965
and multiple other artists
(anno)
C'è una strana espressione nei tuoi occhi vogliono dirmi che non mi ami più vogliono dirmi che non mi vuoi più bene mi fanno già capir che io ti perderò
Come è strana stasera la tua voce mi sta dicendo che non ho più il tuo amor mi sta dicendo che tu non vuoi parlarmi più mi fa capire che, che io ti perderò
E' finita così semplicemente la fiamma è spenta, il nostro amor non vive più e nei tuoi occhi vedo quel che non sai dire Non dirlo già lo so, che tu mi lascerai
The Garden Where The Praties Grow (Traditional) Performer(s): John McCormack and multiple other artists
Have you ever been in love my boys Or have you felt the pain? I'd sooner be in jail myself Than be in love again For the girl I loved was beautiful I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
She was just the sort of creature boys That Nature did intend To walk right through the world my boys Without the Grecian bend Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
Says I: "My pretty Kathleen I'm tired of single life And if you've no objection, sure I'll make you my sweet wife" She answered me right modestly And curtsied very low "O you're welcome to the garden Where the praties grow"
She was just the sort of creature boys That Nature did intend To walk right through the world my boys Without the Grecian bend Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
Says I: "My pretty Kathleen I hope that you'll agree" She was not like your city girls Who say you're making free Says she: "I'll ask my parents And tomorrow I'll let you know If you'll meet me in the garden Where the praties grow"
She was just the sort of creature boys That Nature did intend To walk right through the world my boys Without the Grecian bend Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
O the parents they consented And we're blessed with children three Two boys just like their mother And a girl the image of me And now we're goin' to train them up The way they ought to go For to dig in the garden Where the praties grow
She was just the sort of creature boys That Nature did intend To walk right through the world my boys Without the Grecian bend Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
C'è Tutto Un Mondo Intorno
Composer(s): Piero Cassano - Giancarlo Golzi - Carlo Marrale - Antonella Ruggiero - Salvatore Stellita
Performer(s): Matia Bazar
Se per caso un giorno o l'altro ti trovassi solo sai senza una compagna che ti aiuta nei tuoi guai e se poi il cielo blu si chiude all'improvviso su di te e ti senti come un ladro che ha paura anche di sé guardati allo specchio e guarda un poco un poco intorno a te c'è tutto un mondo intorno che gira ogni giorno e che fermare non potrai e viva viva il mondo tu non girargli intorno ma entra dentro al mondo dai Se nel buio che ti avvolge una fiamma scorgerai corri corri senza indugi forse è il sole che tu vuoi ma se come un fiume in piena poi il tempo ormai usato se ne va ed un naufrago ti senti tu da solo scruta il blu quella fiamma sconosciuta è la tua zattera lo sai dai c'è tutto un mondo intorno che gira ogni giorno e che fermare non potrai e viva viva il mondo tu non girargli intorno ma entra dentro al mondo dai... (coro) che gira ogni giorno e che fermare non potrai e viva viva il mondo tu non girargli intorno ma entra dentro al mondo dai... c'è tutto un mondo intorno che gira ogni giorno e che fermare non potrai
For You For Me Composer(s): Jon Anderson Performer(s): Jon Anderson
First the planet, a star Suspended in the realm of infinity Soul and light charged together In form called life adorned To which the world offered a home Once made for love And love alone For you, for me For you, for me
It did not stop there, we are form The magic body, that soft machine Acclimatised with vision And just enough thought to begin the test To learn and just in front The source of indifference To the song of knowledge ever sung For you, for me For you, for me
The climate in itself creates a sound so volatile It makes these words seem clueless forever more But if in honesty it takes just one dream To evaluate the chance of choice Dispelling the clear light Invincible Impregnable For you, for me For you, for me Hear it
Down through the age of time The moment is not and never shall be time We each revolve around the magnitude Of time and motion The point of all is of course not for our earthly talk For we stand, we walkk, we kick, we provoke We council, we destroy, we look, we employ We say, here we are and why No there life form asks why Hear me Hear me
Oh yes! you critics of life and love You stallions of the pen and more While you spew your dry thoughts On poets of nature, hang them low Scoff with glee the unfortunate mass You say stil lclings to the treasures of the past And music For you, for me For you, for me You hear it now You hear it now I hear you now
The Garden In Our Back Yard Composer(s): Jeff Branen - James Brockman
Out in our town everybody there Even tho the Mayor tries to do his share Teachers, Preachers, digging everywhere We're as busy as can be One old soldier close to ninety three With a shovel on his shoulder said to me
I've been told I'm going to propose To a girl named Rose Little turnip nose Radish hair and freckles, I suppose I have bought a carrot ring Rosie, Rosie Just the proper thing I can cauliflower to breakfast, lettuce sing
You ought to see the little garden in our back yard It's like a farm in Illionis With turnips and tomatoes Cabbage and potatoes 'Twould fill your little heart with joy The boys are figthing in the trenches you know what that means That's why I'm working mighty hard I'm goin' to raise a little army of "Navy beans" In our backyard
You ought to see the little garden in our back yard It's where the old barn used to stand The cows are in the kitchen All of us are itchin' To cultivate that strip of land The prices going going up is the groc'ry man's yarn But really I don't give a darn We've got a bushel of potatoes but no more barn In our back yard
Ce S'rait Bien
((Adapted from: Sweet Nothin's (Brenda Lee) - 1959))
Composer(s): Ronnie Self - Guy Bertret - Roger Berthier
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1960
Han han honey
Chérie
Si tu voulais rentrer tes griffes Hum ce s'rait bien Et quitter ton air agressif Hum ce s'rait bien
Si tu t'décidais à m'embrasser Tout est tout feu et de l'amour dans tes yeux Ce serait bien Hum ça s'rait bien
Si tu me donnais ton téléphone Hum ce s'rait bien Ma vie serait moins monotone Hum ce s'rait bien
Le jour et la nuit en prenant l'écouteur Tu entendrais les battements de mon cur Hum ce s'rait bien Hum ce s'rait bien
Enfin j'ai pu t'emmener un soir Hum c'était bien Dans un cinéma des boulevards Hum c'était bien
Oh! mais je t'en prie La prochaine fois chérie Ah! Si tu venais Sans ta mère avec toi Ce s'rait bien Hum ce s'rait bien
For You Blue Composer(s): George Harrison Performer(s): The Beatles; and various other artists
Because you're sweet and lovely girl I love you Because you're sweet and lovely girl it's true I love you more than ever girl I do I want you in the morning girl I love you I want you at the moment I feel blue I'm living ev'ry moment girl for you I've loved you from the moment I saw you You looked at me that's all you had to do I feel it now I hope you feel it too Because you're sweet and lovely girl I love you Because you're sweet and lovely girl it's true I love you more than ever girl I do I really love you
The Gang That Sang Heart Of My Heart (aka Heart Of My Heart) Composer(s): Ben Ryan Performer(s): The Four Aces and multiple other artists
I sometimes wish I was a kid again Down in the old neighbourhood Just to be with Charlie, with little Joe and Pete Boy, we had a quartet that was mighty hard to beat I'd love to stand down by that cellar door Just to hear that Quartet sing once more....
"Heart of my heart", I love that melody "Heart of my heart" brings back a memory When we were kids on the corner of the street We were rough and ready guys But oh, how we could harmonise
"Heart of my heart" meant friends were dearer then Too bad we had to part I know a tear would glisten If once more I could listen To the gang that sang "Heart of my heart"
For You Alone Composer(s): P.J. O'Reilly; Henry E. Geehl Performer(s): Enrico Caruso; and various other artists
Take thou this rose This little tender rose The rarest flower In all God's garden fair And let it be While yet its crimson glows An emblem of the love I proudly bear
Take thou this heart The heart that loves thee well And let it flame Before thy shrine, my own Take thou my heart For oh, your dear eyes tell God fashioned it for you For you alone
The Gandy Dancer's Ball Composer(s): Paul Mason Howard - Paul Weston Performer(s): Frankie Laine and multiple other artists
Oh they danced on the ceiling And they danced on the wall At the Gandy Dancer's ball Hey! Swing around, Swing around Swing around the Jimmy John Swing around, Swing around The Jimmy, Jimmy John Swing around, Swing around Swing around the Jimmy John Swing the pretty girl round The Jimmy, Jimmy John
The Gandy Dancer is a railroad man And his work is never done With his pick and his shovel and his willing hands He makes the railroad run There's Macanaw Mack and Toledo Jack And the boys from Idaho And the Frisco kid and Saginaw Sid And good old Cotton-eyed Joe
Oh they danced on the ceiling And they danced on the wall At the Gandy Dancer's ball Hey! Swing around, Swing around Swing around the Jimmy John Swing around, Swing around The Jimmy, Jimmy John Swing around, Swing around Swing around the Jimmy John Swing the pretty girl round The Jimmy, Jimmy John
The boys will gather at the great affair The Gandy Dancer's ball A-kissin' their ladies with perfumed hair And prancin' round the hall They got the biggest band in all the land And the rhythm rocks the room And they holler out with a mighty shout When the big bass drum goes boom
Oh they danced on the ceiling And they danced on the wall At the Gandy Dancer's ball Hey! Swing around, Swing around Swing around the Jimmy John Swing around, Swing around The Jimmy, Jimmy John Swing around, Swing around Swing around the Jimmy John Swing the pretty girl round The Jimmy, Jimmy John
The railroads bring `em to the great affair The Gandy Dancer's ball An' every line is represented there The big ones and the small There's the MKT and the old SP And the Lee High Valley too The C and J and the Santa Fe The Southern and the Sioux
Oh they danced on the ceiling And they danced on the wall At the Gandy Dancer's ball Hey! Swing around, Swing around Swing around the Jimmy John Swing around, Swing around The Jimmy, Jimmy John Swing around, Swing around Swing around the Jimmy John Swing the pretty girl round The Jimmy, Jimmy John
They danced all day And they danced all night They all danced till the broad daylight At the Gandy Dancer's ball
(Swing around, swing around Swing around, swing around The Jimmy John)
Ce Soleil-Là
Composer(s): Brice Homs - Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain
Y avait le vent des jours où y a du vent L'océan qui dansait devant
Y avait la cime des séquoias Juste au-dessus de ça
Y avait ce grain de lumière Qu'on ne voit qu'au bord du désert Mais si j'avais su peindre, je crois Je n'aurais regardé que toi
Ce soleil-là Y avait ce soleil-là Qui donnait à ce moment-là Je ne sais, je ne sais quoi
Ce soleil-là J'aimais ce soleil-là Qui donnait à ce moment-là Ce je ne sais quoi Qui arrêtait le temps Et tout n'était que toi
Y avait le vert des rives et des rivières Dans la brûme du matin clair
Y avait les chutes du Niagara Juste au-dessous de ça
Y avait ce rien de moiteur Qu'on ne trouve qu'à l'équateur Mais si j'avais su peindre, je crois Je n'aurais regardé que toi
Ce soleil-là Y avait ce soleil-là Qui donnait à ce moment-là Je ne sais, je ne sais quoi
Ce soleil-là J'aimais ce soleil-là Qui donnait à ce moment-là Ce je ne sais quoi Qui arrêtait le temps Et tout n'était que Ce soleil-là Jour après jour Ce soleil-là J'aurais toujours Ce soleil-là Tant que tu seras là Tu seras là...
Games People Play Composer(s): Joe South First release by: Joe South - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1969 - Jeux Dangereux (Claude François) 1969 - Avevo Una Bambola (Formula 3) 1974 - Det Er Noget Vi Ska' Lege (Gustav Winckler)
Oh the games people play now Every night and every day now Never meaning what they say now Never saying what they mean
So they while away the hours In their ivory towers Till they're covered up with flowers In the back of a black limousine
La-din-da... I'm talking 'bout you and me and the games people play
Oh they make one another cry Break their hearts and they say goodbye Cross their hearts and they hope to die That the other was to blame
Neither one would ever give in So they gaze at an eight by ten Thinkin' 'bout the way it might have been And it's a dirty rotten shame
La-din-da... I'm talking 'bout you and me and the games people play
People walkin' up to ya Singin' 'Glory, Hallalueah" And they try to sock it to ya In the name of the Lord
Gonna they teach you how to meditate Read your horoscope and cheat your fate And the further more to hell with hate Come on and get on board
Look around and tell me what you see What's happening to you and me God grant me the serenity To just remember who I am
La-din-da... I'm talking 'bout you and me and the games people play
Ce Soir, Je T'ai Perdu
Composer(s): François Feldman - Jean-Marie Moreau
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu
Je pleure sans fin toute cette eau de chagrin je griffe les murs le soir autour de moi je cri toute seule où je noircis des feuilles à l'ombre des volets, le cur violet
Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu je n'avais plus que toi Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu mise à nue, j'ai froid sans toi
Je tourne en rond de la chambre au salon j'efface les traces du diable inoubliable je dors jamais et même si c'est pas vrai sois sage pour ma douleurs au moins une heure
Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu je n'avais plus que toi Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu mise à nue, j'ai froid sans toi
Je veux pas défaire l'amour, et je m'accroche aux moindres bruits de ton retour et je déchire mes mains qui tremblent qui chavirent jusqu'au poison jusqu'au délire je touche le fond... je ne sais plus rire
Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu je n'avais plus que toi Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu mise à nue, j'ai froid Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu je n'avais plus que toi Ce soir je t'ai perdu, o perdu mise à nue, j'ai froid sans toi, sans toi
Ce Soir Mon Amour
Composer(s): Georges Moustaki
Performer(s): Georges Moustaki
Ce soir mon amour je ne t'aime plus Tu es plus loin que la distance qui nous sépare Et d'autant plus absente que tu n'es nulle part Plus étrangère que la première venue
Ce soir mon amour je ne te cherche plus Parmi mes souvenirs au fond de ma mémoire Je ne t'attends plus sur le quai d'aucune gare Je me souviens à peine t'y avoir attendue
Je sais que nous buvions du vin après l'amour Que nos nuits commençaient quand se levait le jour Comme un torrent d'ébène tes cheveux sur ton cou Et ton regard meurtri quand tu fais les yeux doux
Ce soir mon amour je ne te trompe plus Avec cette fille qui dort à mes côtés J'étais seul je lui ai demandé de rester Je suis seul très souvent et je m'y habitue
Ce soir mon amour tu ne me manques plus Tu ne me manques pas il me manque d'aimer De ne plus être inutile inanimé De n'avoir rien à perdre et d'avoir tout perdu
Je connais ta folie je connais ta pudeur Je sais qu'on se ressemble comme frère et sur Je connais ton odeur je connais ton parfum Je te connais par cur et je ne sais plus rien
De toi mon amour que je n'aime plus Sans arriver à me sentir enfin libre Pareil à un danseur qui perdrait l'équilibre Comme un prince en disgrâce comme un ange déchu
