Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Close Every Door Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber; Tim Rice Performer(s): Tim Rice
Close every door to me Hide all the world from me Bar all the windows and shut out the light Do what you want with me Hate me and laugh at me Darken my daytime and torture my night
If my life were important I Would ask will I live or die But I know the answers lie far from this world
Close every door to me Keep those I love from me Children of Israel are never alone For I know I shall find My own peace of mind For I have been promised a land of my own
Just give me a number Instead of my name Forget all about me and let me decay I do not matter I'm only one person Destroy me completely then throw me away
If my life were important I Would ask will I live or die But I know the answers lie far from this world Close every door to me Keep those I love from me Children of Israel are never alone
For we know we shall find Our own peace of mind For we have been promised a land of our own
Retouches À Un Roman D'Amour De Quatre Sous Composer(s): Georges Brassens Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Madame, même à quatre sous Notre vieux roman d'amour sou- ffrirait certes quelque mévente Il fut minable. Permettez Que je farde la vérité La réinvente {2x}
On se rencontra dans un car Nous menant en triomphe au quart Une nuit de rafle à Pigalle Je préfère affirmer, sang bleu! Que l'on nous présenta chez le Prince de Galles {2x}
Oublions l'hôtel mal famé L'hôtel borgne où l'on s'est aimés Taisons-le, j'aurais bonne mine Il me paraît plus transcendant De situer nos ébats dans Une chaumine {2x}
Les anges volèrent bien bas Leurs soupirs ne passèrent pas L'entresol, le rez-de-chaussée Forçons la note et rehaussons Très au-delà du mur du son Leur odyssée {2x}
Ne laissons pas, quelle pitié! Notre lune de miel quartier De la zone Je préconise Qu'on l'ait vécue en Italie Sous le beau ciel de Napoli Ou de Venise {2x}
Un jour votre cur se lassa Et vous partîtes - passons ça Sous silence - en claquant la porte Marguerite, soyons décents Racontons plutôt qu'en toussant Vous êtes morte {2x}
Deux années après, montre en main Je me consolais, c'est humain Avec une de vos semblables Je joue, ça fait un effet buf Le veuf toujours en deuil, le veuf Inconsolable {2x}
C'est la revanche du vaincu C'est la revanche du cocu D'agir ainsi dès qu'il évoque Son histoire: autant qu'il le peut Iltâche de la rendre un peu Moins équivoque {2x}
The Rodeo Song Composer(s): Gaye DeLorme Performer(s): Garry Lee & Showdown; Bird & MacDonald; Trailor Trash
Well it's forty below and I don't give a fuck Got a heater in my truck and I'm off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know
Ya piss me off, ya fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves
Well here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know
Ya piss me off, fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves
Well it's forty below and I ain't got a truck And I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm off to the rodeo It's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know
Ya piss me off, ya fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves
Well here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know
Close Enough For Love Composer(s): Jack Bruce Performer(s): Jack Bruce
Close enough Close enough for love Will the pieces flow together Close enough Fitted like a glove People can be friends and lovers Spending the time Feelin' that I'm Living outside love Without love Nothing can grow
Close enough Close enough for love Play the changes through together Feel it love Growing my heart Watch the fire start To burn love
Spending the time Feelin' that I'm Living without love Without love Nothing tastes right Without love Without love
Close enough Close enough for love When push comes to shove you find love Close enough Close enough for love People can be friends and lovers
Retirada Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez Performer(s): Javier Solis; and various other artists
La distancia entre los dos es cada día más grande de tu amor y de mi amor no está quedando nada sin embargo el corazón no quiere resignarse a escuchar el triste adiós que sea tu retirada
Cuando te hayas ido ya pedazo de mi vida si aguanté la soledad recuérdame un poquito porque yo te supe amar derecho y sin mentiras y te voy a recordar por Dios que muy bonito
Déjame algo de recuerdo una lágrima y un beso y un cachito de tu pelo de mí no te lleves nada porque ya lo tienes todo yo soy tuyo solo tuyo
La distancia entre los dos es cada día más grande de tu amor y de mi amor no está quedando nada sin embargo el corazón no quiere resignarse a escuchar el triste adiós que sea tu retirada
The Rock Of Gibraltar Composer(s): Terry Gilkyson Performer(s): Frankie Laine
(Gibraltar is standing alone)
That's why they call me the rock of Gibraltar That's why they say my heart is made of stone So don't you try to lead me to the altar Because Gibraltar is standing alone
(Gibraltar is standing alone)
I've travelled all over from city light to clover I'm selling brushes door to door The ladies know me well they're buying what I sell But I never let `em ask for any more And I never put my toes in a door that might be closin' I try to use my winning ways But when I know for certain the lady is a-flirtin' I tell her I'll be back in thirty days
(That's why they call me the rock of Gibraltar That's why they say my heart is made of stone) So don't you try to lead me to the altar Because Gibraltar is standing alone
(Yes, Gibraltar is standing alone)
Now when a lady rushes I sell her two more brushes And then I leaver her at the door I'm always thinking of the freedom that I love `Cos I'm a man of freedom to the core So it's not that I am choosy with Isabel or Susie I just like to lead a happy life Give me women, wine and song, then I know I can't go wrong Until I take a woman for a wife
That's why they call me the rock of Gibraltar That's why they say my heart is made of stone So don't you try to lead me to the altar Because Gibraltar is standing alone
(Yes, Gibraltar is standing alone)
So it happened one morning without any warning I knew that I had met my doom She was pretty, she was sweet, she swept me off my feet She didn't even have to buy a broom
They used to call me the rock of Gibraltar And now they say my heart is made of clay But after she had led me to the altar Then old Gibraltar crumbled away
Close Enough Composer(s): Robbie Buchanan; John Lang Performer(s): Robbie Buchanan; Laura Branigan
I've been waiting all of my life For you, stranger, you are a light The light that shines in me The one who holds the key to my love forever
Close enough We're close enough to fall in love We're close enough Close enough to make it last Now there's no turning back We'll do it together We're close enough
Open arms reach out to my soul Hold me closer, in from the cold And now the time has come To keep the love we found here forever
Close enough We're close enough to fall in love We're close enough Close enough to make it last Now there's no turning back We'll do it together
And now, now the time has come To keep the love we found just close enough We're close enough to fall in love We're close enough Close enough to make it last Now there's no turning back We'll do it together
Close enough We're close enough to fall in love We're close enough Close enough to make it last Now there's no turning back We do it together
We're close enough to fall in love We're close enough Close enough to make it last Now there's no turning back We'll do it together
Close enough We're close enough to fall in love We're close enough Close enough to make it last Now there's no turning back We'll do ...
Recordaron sus labios La diferencia Del gusto del café "El mundo es uno solo Y las nostalgias Espejismo nomás" Se clavó su mirada En la leyenda Que ordenaba en francés "Mis pies sobre la ruta Mi pensamiento Vuela universal" El viento lo entonaba Y se acordaba De un saludo cordial
La música inmigrante Le preparaba Un encuentro casual Y así como venía Le dió de punta A una pelota fugaz Flotaba aún la idea Contradiciendo El sentido común De corte sensiblero Palabra seria Ritmo trascendental Era una retirada Que al despedirse Quiere regresar
"...Se va se va la murga Aunque ya nunca Pueda decir adiós Y a la gentil barriada Va dedicada Nuestra humilde canción..." "Mis pies sobre la ruta Los sentimientos Señalan al Sur" "El rumbo es uno solo Y las nostalgias Nos ayudan a andar" Era una retirada Que al despedirse Quiere regresar
"...Se va se va la murga Aunque ya nunca Pueda decir adiós..."
The Roast Beef Of Old England Composer(s): Richard Leveridge
When Mighty Roast Beef was the Englishman's Food It ennobl'd our veins and enriched our Blood Our Soldiers were Brave and our Courtiers were Good Oh! The Roast Beef of Old England And Old English Roast Beef
But since we have learned from all vapouring France To eat their Ragouts, as well as to Dance We are fed up with nothing but vain Complaisance Oh! The Roast Beef...
Our Fathers, of old, were Robust, Stout and Strong And kept open House, with good cheer all day long Which made their plump Tenants rejoyce in this Song Oh! The Roast Beef...
But now we are dwindled, to what shall I name A sneaking poor Race, half begotten ... and Tame Who Sully those Honours that once shone in Fame Oh! The Roast Beef...
When good Queen Elizabeth sate on the throne E'er Coffee and Tea and such slip-slops were known The World was in Terror if e'er she did frown Oh! The Roast Beef...
In those days, if Fleets did presume on the Main They seldom, or never, return'd back again As witness, the Vaunting Armada of Spain Oh! The Roast Beef...
Oh! Then we had stomachs to eat, and to fight And when wrongs were a-cooking to do ourselves right But now we're a ... I could, but good Night Oh! The Roast Beef...
Close As Pages In A Book Composer(s): Dorothy Fields; Sigmund Romberg Performer(s): Vic Damone and various other artists
Well be close as pages in a book My love and I So close, we can share a single look Share every sigh So close that before I hear your laugh My laugh breaks through And when a tear starts to appear My eyes grow misty too
Our dreams wont come tumbling to the ground Well hold them fast Darling, as the strongest book is found Were bound to last Your life is my life And while life beats away in my heart Well be close as pages in a book Never to part
Our dreams wont come tumbling to the ground Well hold them fast Darling, as the strongest book is found Were bound to last Your life is my life And while life beats away in my heart Well be close as pages in a book Never to part
Retiens La Nuit English Titles: Hold Back The Night; Hold Back The Sun Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday; Charles Aznavour
{Refrain:} Retiens la nuit Pour nous deux jusqu'à la fin du monde Retiens la nuit Pour nos curs dans sa course vagabonde Serre-moi fort contre ton corps Il faut qu'à l'heure des folies Le grand amour raye le jour Et nous fasse oublier la vie Retiens la nuit Avec toi, elle parait si belle Retiens la nuit Mon amour, qu'elle devienne éternelle Pour le bonheur de nos deux curs Arrête le temps et les heures Je t'en supplie à l'infini Retiens la nuit
Ne me demande pas d'où me vient ma tristesse Ne me demande pas, tu ne comprendrais pas En découvrant l'amour je frôle la détresse En croyant au bonheur, la peur entre en mes joies
The Road To The Promised Land Composer(s): Paul Brady Performer(s): Paul Brady
'Tell you I don't understand it' he said 'What are you hoping to gain? Rocking this boat and you'll end up capsizing Throwing it all down the drain Said to quit chasing the end of the rainbow Told me we'd find nothing there But you and I know, girl, there's something else out there
So come on with me, off on a journey Far away out on the sea Sailing away as the dawn tide is turning Soon you and I will be free Wo-oh darling I know there is danger On the road to the promised land But, oh, the beauty we'll find
Lying here watching the world from a window Seeing it passing us by Knowing we're fooling ourselves when we think We'll be happy up here till we die Getting so good at inventing excuses Hiding the feeling inside But it's growing so strong, I can't wait any longer
So come on with me, off on a journey Far away out on the sea Sailing away as the dawn tide is turning Soon you and I will be free Wo-oh darling I know there is danger On the road to the promised land But, oh, the beauty we'll find
Some getting by, by keeping their eyes closed Some are too blind they can't see Others live hiding behind stained glass windows But that never helped you or me Wasting the years stumbling round in the shadows With no one to light up the way But now we're together, we'll guide one another, so
Come on with me, off on a journey Far away out on the sea Sailing away as the dawn tide is turning To a place where we both will be free Oh darling I know there is danger On the road to the promised land Oh leaving our heartaches behind Oh darling the beauty we'll find
When we rise up in the morning Sailing out on the ocean Just you and me babe When we lie down in the evening Oh, the beauty we'll find
Clopin-Clopant Composer(s): Pierre Dudan; Bruno Coquatrix Performer(s): Pierre Dudan and various other artists
Je suis né avec des yeux d'ange Et des fossettes au creux des joues J'ai perdu mes joues et mes langes Et j'ai cassé tous mes joujoux. Je m'suis regardé dans un' glace Et j'ai vu que j'avais rêvé Je m'suis dit: faudra bien qu'j'm'y fasse... Tout finira par arriver...
Et je m'en vais clopin-clopant Dans le soleil et dans le vent De temps en temps le cur chancelle... Y a des souv'nirs qui s'amoncellent... Et je m'en vais clopin-clopant En promenant mon cur d'enfant... Comme s'envole une hirondelle... La vie s'enfuit à tire-d'aile... Ça fait si mal au cur d'enfant Qui s'en va seul, clopin-clopant...
Tout l'amour que l'on a vu naître... Tes lèvres douces, parfum de miel... Nos deux fronts contre la fenêtre... Nos regards perdus dans le ciel... Le train noir hurlant dans la gare... Le monstrueux désert des rues... Tes mots d'adieu, tes mots bizarres... Depuis dix mois, tu n'écris plus...
Et je m'en vais clopin-clopant Dans le soleil et dans le vent De temps en temps le cur chancelle... Y a des souv'nirs qui s'amoncellent... Et je m'en vais clopin-clopant En promenant mon cur d'enfant... Comme s'envole une hirondelle... La vie s'enfuit à tire-d'aile... Ça fait si mal au cur d'enfant Qui s'en va seul, clopin-clopant...
Retales, Chapuza Y Pastiche Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Retales, chapuza y pastiche remiendos, tapujos y parches todo funciona a pegote qué carnaval, qué pitote vaya chapuza que hay
Echa el freno, Madaleno que me pisas el terreno equilibrios y piruetas al son de una pandereta Coyunturo y estructuro pa'luego llevarme un duro el parásito pelele se hace el amo de la tele El desnudo prohibido los bebés nacen vestidos Dedo Gratias por la gracia de la ilustre dedocracia Es mucho más conveniente ser de Dios que ser decente valga enchufe por talento y a vivir todos del cuento
Retales, chapuza y pastiche remiendos, tapujos y parches todo funciona a pegote qué carnaval, qué pitote vaya chapuza que hay
Aquí el que no corre, vuela aunque al prójimo le duela dólar santo en los misales compra pecados mortales Pareceres contrastados Rex, Coronas o Ducados tú te asocias, yo me asocio y ampliemos el negocio Eres guapo y con dinero cuánto heredas, Baldomero al pan vino, al vino, torta confundir es lo que importa Aleluya, Aleluya cada uno con la suya y aquí va la moralina chúpate esa mandarina
Retales, chapuza y pastiche remiendos, tapujos y parches todo funciona a pegote qué carnaval, qué pitote vaya chapuza que hay
Road To Hell Composer(s): Chris Rea Performer(s): Chris Rea
Well I'm standing by the river But the water doesn't flow It boils with every poison you can think of And I'm underneath the streetlight But the light of joy I know Scared beyond belief way down in the shadows And the perverted fear of violence Chokes the smile on every face And common sense is ringing out the bell This ain't no technological breakdown Oh no, this is the road to hell
And all the roads jam up with credit And there's nothing you can do It's all just pieces of paper flying away from you Oh look out world, take a good look What comes down here You must learn this lesson fast and learn it well This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway Oh no, this is the road Said this is the road This is the road to hell
In France when one is walking sadly They say he walks Clopin Clopant His step is slow, his fault is badly Perhaps the one he loves is gone Clopin Clopant I hear his footsteps As in the night he passes by And as I hear his endless footsteps I get to thinking they'll go out I'll go along Clopin Clopant Whispering he's gone, he is gone, he is gone My childish heart cries like a baby Without my love what will each day be? So I go on Clopin Clopant Trudging alone Clopin Clopant Love is a dance and one must learn it I had my chance, why did I spurn it? What can I do? Why carry on? Going alone Clopin Clopant, Clopin Clopant, Clopin Clopant...
Quand la lune et les étoiles Au dernier jour s'éteindront Les anges sonneront l'alarme Pour rassembler les nations Lors de tous les cimetières Surgiront les trépassés Les ancêtres de nos pères Et les gloires du passé Et les gloires du passé
Dans la foule des patriarches Venu de la nuit des temps Le vieux Noé dans son arche Etonnera petits et grands Installé sur son échelle Jacob jugera de bien haut Le célèbre Diogène Voyageant dans son tonnçau Voyageant dans son tonnçau
Dans leurs savants emballages les momies des musées quitteront leurs sarcophages Pour une autre éternité
Archimède dans sa baignoire Débordera d'émotion Devant les marins notoires Et les champions de natation Et les champions de natation
Les amoureux de l'histoire Pourront à nouveau s'aimer Et Antoine et Cléopâtre Se retrouveront nez à nez En des amours immortelles Ils rediront leur espoir En écoutant d'une oreille La musique de Mozart La musique de Mozart
Aux vitrines des librairies Laton, Goethe, Mallarmé Reliront l'uvre de leur vie Face à leur postérité Charles Quint et Charlemagne Visiteront à vélo le vieux champ de bataille et le Lion de Waterloo et le Lion de Waterloo
Vélasquez et Michel-Ange De loin se reconnaîtront Et pleins d'une joie sans mélange Dessineront l'homme du Cro-Magnon Pour accomplir leur B.A. Et nourrir les affames Les petits scouts de l'Alaska Vendront des chocolats glacés Vendront des chocolats glacés
Les reporters photographes guetteront le cheval Bayard et le précieux batiscaphe Du grand professeur Picard Le bienheureux Dominique Et Saint-François retrouvé Boiront la bénédictine Pour fêter leur amitié Pour fêter leur amitié
Imaginez l'allégresse Qui fleurira en ce jour L'humanité en liesse S'éveillera pour toujours Lors les élus de la terre Entreront dans le pays Que Dieu promit à leurs pères Pour renaître à la vraie vie Pour renaître à la vraie vie
The Road To Cairo ((Finnish Version: Tie Kairoon (Kirka) - 1977)) Composer(s): David Ackles First release by: David Ackles - 1968
A fella told me This here road leads to Cairo I got to get me a ride I got to go back Go back to my children I got to see my little bride
I been travellin' Gone a long long time Don't know what I'll find Scared of what I'll find But I just got to see them again
Hey thanks for stoppin' Are you headed down to Cairo? I wrecked my Lincoln in Saint Jo Why to little old Cairo? No special reason Look up some folks I used to know
Me I travel some Have my share of fun Now that's a life a man can live Sure I've played and lost But who minds the cost You got to take more than you give
Hey you got another cigar? Son I sure like this car Oh from your daddy as a gift Say on second thought There's gifts I haven't bought Just drop me here Thanks for the lift
Yes I've travelled some Yes I've been a bum Never have a dime for gin Left to make my way Told her I can't stay To see my children poor as sin
I know this road It leads straight into Cairo Twenty-two miles straight ahead I can't I can't walk down this road to Cairo They're better thinkin' I'm dead
I been travellin' Gone a long long time Don't know what I'd find Scared of what I'd find I can't I just can't walk down this road
Clink, Clink, Another Drink Composer(s): Foster Carling; Phil Ohman Performer(s): Spike Jones
Clink, clink, another drink Plenty in the cellar when it's gone Drink, drink, the glasses clink Making tinkly music till the dawn is breaking
Clang, clang, who cares a dang? What's the difference when you're on a spree? Over the teeth, behind the gums Look out stomach here she comes Hi! Have another drink on me
Trinkle, trinkle, trinkle, trinkle Slice of cheese and bite of pickle Doesn't even cost a nickel Now to wash it down
Clink, clink, no more to drink I had a cellar full, but now it's gone Drink, drink, the glasses clink Like the anvil chorus and my head is splitting uh, brinking, uh, busting Oh brother!
Oh, ow, what'll I do now Pink elephants are running after me Oh, that stuff was smooth as silk From now on I'll stick to milk Nothing else to drink for me
