Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sábado Á Noite ((English Version: Down At The Twist And Shout (Mary Chapin Carpenter)) Performer(s): Sandy & Júnior
Sábado á noite a lu a está indo manhâ de domingo já vai começar mas onde há dança a gente não se cansa é contagiante, não dá pra parar enquando houver música e gente festejando nós vamos dançar pra frente e pra trás ao som da sanfona e rabecachorona demais
muita gente está chegando de todo o lugar caipirodrómo enchendo já vai começar o povo ancioso e nós muito mais pois no rádio anuncia que a banda é demais de banda eu entendo, o parceiro é dez a gente se entende no olhar e nos pés o primeiro som já nos contagiou que alegria , o baile começou
E dança o vovô João com a Mariazinha Dança o chico bento e a maria chiquinha A dona araci que não perde uma dança o basílio bebe odas mas não perde a elegância pra entregar o prêmio ao melhor casal chamaramo prefeito, sujeito legal nem a credito quando ele falou adivinhe quem é que ganhou
vem o padre a família e o policial não tem raça e nem cor, todo mundo é igual o amor está presente em cada coração e a felicidade é nossa direção ninguém quer ouvir que o baile acabou que o dia nasceu e o sol raiou enquanto a música estiver no ar a gente não se cansa de dançar
Cover Me Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen First release by: Bruce Springsteen - 1984
The times are tough now, just getting tougher This old world is rough, it's just getting rougher Cover me, come on baby, cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Promise me baby you won't let them find us Hold me in your arms, let's let our love blind us Cover me, shut the door and cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
Outside's the rain, the driving snow I can hear the wild wind blowing Turn out the light, bolt the door I ain't going out there no more
This whole world is out there just trying to score I've seen enough I don't want to see any more Cover me, come on and cover me I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
J'Ai Peur Composer(s): Enrico Macias; J. Demarny Performer(s): Enrico Macias
J'ai peur de devoir dire Ce qui me fait trembler J'ai peur de faire souffrir Ceux qui m'ont tout donné J'ai peur de voir partir Mes parents mes amis Et rester seul dans la vie
J'ai peur que mon enfant S'en aille un jour cueillir Les raisins de ma colère Et puis le voir rougir Et puis le voir mentir Après que je l'ai laissé faire
J'ai peur des longs silences Et puis j'ai peur du bruit J'ai peur des imprudences Que fait payer l'ennui J'ai peur de me confier Et puis de trop parler Oui j'ai peur d'être trompé
J'ai peur que le public Me tourne un jour le dos S'en allant très loin de moi Et puis me voir courir Et puis me voir sourire Pour chercher encore à y croire
J'ai peur des cheveux blancs Qu'il faudra bien que j'ai J'ai peur à chaque instant De pas assez aimer J'ai peur qu'après la vie Notre amour soit fini Et jamais plus réuni
J'ai peur de te chercher Sans répit J'ai peur de te chercher Dans la nuit Et oui j'ai peur de perdre la vie
This Could Be the Start of Something Composer(s): Steve Allen Performer(s): Mark Murphy - 1959 and multiple other artists
You're walkin' along the street, or you're at a party Or else you're alone and then you suddenly dig You're lookin' in someone's eyes You suddenly realise That this could be the start of something big!
You're lunchin' at twenty one and watching you diet Declining a charlotte russe, accepting a fig When out of a clear blue sky It's suddenly gal and guy And this could be the start of something big!
There's no controlling The unrolling Of your fate, my friend Who knows what's written in the magic book? But when a lover You discover At the gate, my friend Invite her in without a second look!
You're up in an aeroplane or dining at Sardi's Or lying at Malibu, alone in the sand You suddenly hear a bell And right away you can tell That this could be the start of something grand!
You're doin' your income tax or buyin' a toothbrush Or hurryin' home because the hour is late Then suddenly there you go The very next thing you know Is this could be the start of something great!
You're havin' a snowball fight or pickin' up daisies You're singin' a happy tune or knockin' on wood When all of a sudden you Look up and there's someone new Oh, this could be the start of something good!
Your destined lover You discover In a frightening flash So keep your heart awake, both night and day! Because the meeting May be fleeting As a lightning flash And you don't wanna let it slip away!
You're watchin' the sun come up or countin' your money Or else in a dim cafe you're ordering wine Then suddenly there she is You wanna be where she is And this must be the start of somethin' This could be the heart of somethin' This could be the start of somethin' grand!
Cousin Norman Composer(s): Hugh Nicholson Performer(s): Marmalade
Through the long grass, past the tall trees There's a cabin that's a nestlin' in the pines Where my sweetheart's catchin' small fish With a cane and a bent pin on a line And if you happen to pass by, please Come and join us join our company
There's my daddy on the front porch With a lazy hound lying by his feet And my mommie's in the kitchen With the table all ready set to eat So if you happen to pass by, please Come and join us join our company and
Oh Oh Oh I just want to be there Underneath the sun and the deep, deep blue sky...and Oh Oh Oh I just want to be there Even when it rains and it pours it's a paradise
Cousin Norman comes a courtin' With the same girl every single day Got a stammer, like a hammer You can't understand a word that he s-says So if you happen to pass by, please Come and join us join our company and
Oh Oh Oh I just want to be there Underneath the sun and the deep, deep blue sky... and Oh Oh Oh I just want to be there Even when it rains and it pours it's a paradise
Oh Oh Oh I just want to be there Underneath the sun and the deep, deep blue sky... and Oh Oh Oh I just want to be there Even when it rains and it pours it's a paradise
J'Ai Peur Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
J'ai peur Que tu ne m'aimes pas autant Que moi je t'aime et qu'il se peut Que ton amour soit simplement Un jeu
J'ai peur Qu'un amoureux occasionnel Surgissant dans ta vie un jour Propose à ton coeur un nouvel Amour
Je ne puis être magnanime Je t'aime tant, je t'aime trop Seule la jalousie m'anime Je suis peut-être ton bourreau Mais je suis surtout ta victime Sans un mot
J'ai peur Comme un enfant glacé d'effroi Seul et tremblant au fond du lit Froid d'un sordide orphelinat La nuit
J'ai peur A tout moment je n'y peux rien Et je te fais souffrir malgré moi Quand je veux savoir d'où tu viens Et vas
J'ai peur Mon coeur ne se contrôle pas Souvent inquiet, toujours jaloux Il se méfie de toi et moi De tout
Tu es tout ce que j'ai en tête Tu es le jour et moi la nuit Je suis pas beau tu es parfaite Je tiens à toi plus qu'à ma vie Nous somme la belle et la bête Réunis
J'ai peur Et si tu viens à me quitter Je sais que mon coeur portera Le deuil de ces années passées Marquées Par toi
This Can't Be Love Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Lorenz Hart First performance by: Eddie Albert & Marcy Westcott - 1938 Covered by multiple other artists
This can't be love, because I feel so well No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs This can't be love; I get no dizzy spells My head is not in the skies
My heart does not stand still, just hear it beat This is too sweet to be love
This can't be love, because I feel so well But still I love to look in your eyes
My heart does not stand still, just hear it beat This is too sweet to be love
This can't be love, because I feel so well But still I love to look in your eyes Still I love to look in your eyes
Cousin Dupree Composer(s): Donald Fagen; Walter Becker Performer(s): Steely Dan
Well I've kicked around a lot since high school I've worked a lot of nowhere gigs From keyboard man in a rock'n ska band To haulin' boss crude in the big rigs Now I've come back home to plan my next move From the comfort of my Aunt Faye's couch When I see my little cousin Janine walk in All I could say was ow-ow-ouch
Honey how you've grown Like a rose Well we used to play When we were three How about a kiss for your cousin Dupree
She turned my life into a living hell In those little tops and tight capris I pretended to be readin' the National Probe As I was watchin' her wax her skis On Saturday night she walked in with her date And backs him up against the wall I tumbled off the couch and heard myself sing In a voice I never knew I had before
Honey how you've grown Like a rose Well we used to play When we were three How about a kiss for your cousin Dupree
I'll teach you everything I know If you teach me how to do that dance Life is short and quid pro quo And what's so strange about a down-home family romance?
One night we're playin' gin by a cracklin' fire And I decided to make my play I said babe with my boyish charm and good looks How can you stand it for one more day She said maybe its the skeevy look in your eyes Or that your mind has turned to applesauce The dreary architecture of your soul I said - but what is it exactly turns you off?
Honey how you've grown Like a rose Well we used to play When we were three How about a kiss for your cousin Dupree
J'Ai Perdu Mon Amour Composer(s): P. Spector; G. Aber; B. Mann; C. Weil Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
On l'a vu s'en aller, que va-t-il chercher? La nuit Pleurant son Amour, le cur déchiré Il prie Il va marcher jusqu'au jour Il supplie Oh, oui il supplie J'ai perdu mon Amour Venez à mon secours J'ai perdu mon Amour Je n'ai plus rien, rien, rien Oh, oh, oh, oh .... On l'a vu s'en aller, il veut se cacher Ainsi Son chagrin muet, il veut le garder Pour lui Son cri d'amour est en lui Déchirant Oh, oui, suppliant J'ai perdu mon Amour Venez à mon secours J'ai perdu mon Amour Je n'ai plus rien, rien, rien Oh, oh, oh, oh .... Sans un ami, il s'en va seul et n'importe où Tout seul, il prie en vain comme un fou Il n'en peut plus Non, non, non, non, non, non Il n'en peut plus J'ai perdu mon Amour Venez à mon secours J'ai perdu mon Amour Je n'ai plus rien, rien, rien Rien que du chagrin Oh, oh, oh, oh .... J'ai perdu mon Amour Venez à mon secours J'ai perdu mon Amour Je n'ai plus rien, rien, rien Oh, oh, oh, oh ....
Courtin' In The Kitchen (Traditional) Performer(s): The Clancy Brothers and multiple other artists
Come single belle and beau, unto me pay attention Don't ever fall in love, 'tis the devil's own invention For once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitching Miss Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly's kitchen
Sing too-ra loo-ra lie Singing too-ra loo-ra ladie Sing too-ra loo-ra-la Singing too-ra loo-ra ladie
At the age of seventeen I was prenticed to a grocer Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss Henri's used to go sir Her manners were so fine, she set me heart a-twitchin' When she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen Sunday bein' the day we were to have the flare-up I dressed meself quite gay and I frizzed and oiled me hair up The Captain had no wife and he'd gone off a-fishin' So we kicked up high-life below stairs in the kitchen Just as the clock struck six we sat down to the table She handed tea and cakes and I ate what I was able I had cakes with punch and tay till me side had got a stitch in And the time passed quick away with our courtin' in the kitchen With me arms around her waist, she slyly hinted marriage When to the door in dreadful haste came Captain Kelly's carriage Her looks told me full well and they were not bewitchin' That she wished I'd get to hell, or somewhere from the kitchen She flew up off me knees, full five feet up or higher And over head and heels threw me slap into the fire Me new Repealer's coat that I bought from Mr. Mitchel With a thirty-shilling note went to blazes in the kitchen I grieved to see me duds all besmeared with smoke and ashes When a tub of dirty suds right in me face she dashes As I lay on the floor, the water she kept pitchin' Till a footman broke the door and came chargin' in the kitchen When the Captain came downstairs tho' he seen me situation Despite all me prayers I was marched to the station For me they'd take no bail, tho' to get home I was itchin' And I had to tell the tale of how I came into the kitchen I said she did invite me, but she gave a flat denial For assault she did indict me, and I was sent for trial She swore I robbed the house in spite of all her schreechin' And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen
J'Ai Perdu Ma Chance Composer(s): Claude François; Jean-Pierre Bourtayre; Eddy Marnay Performer(s): Claude François
{Refrain:} J'ai perdu ma chance j'ai perdu ma chanson Et je sais d'avance que le temps sera long Si tu n'es plus là, pour vivre avec moi Et si je ne peux même plus dire non Tu étais ma chance tu étais ma chanson Le bouquet de fleurs au milieu de la maison Le soleil d'hiver, l'oiseau sur la mer Mon printemps sur terre pour les quatre saisons
Je n'entendrai plus jamais ton pas sur le gravier Ou le cri du chien qui t'attendait Je ne vois plus danser ta robe mauve en été Et la barque s'ennuie près de l'étang qui t'attend
{au Refrain}
J'ai tout vendu tout donné Il ne reste plus rien de toutes les choses que tu aimais Je ne peux plus jamais avoir devant les yeux Ces objets familiers qui ne vivaient que pour nous deux
Kuiskaa ((Adapted from: This Boy (The Beatles) - 1963)) ((French Version: Cette Fille (Les Lionceaux) - 1964)) Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney - Juha Vainio Performer(s): Danny - 1966
Kuiskaa, että ainoain Sinä yksin oot vain Se hiljaa kerro kuiskaten
Kuiskaa, ettet milloinkaan Sä luotain poistuisi vaan Mä hiljaa kuulla tahdon sen
Onnen yksin, sinä yksin Saatat antaa sydämeen Tuulen, kanssa tuulen Sun joutuiskaan en
Kuiskaa, että vierelläin Aina viivyt näin Mä aivan hiljaa kuuntelen
Courtesy Of The Red, White And Blue (The Angry American)
Courtesy Of The Red, White And Blue (The Angry American) Performer(s): Toby Keith
American girls and American guys Will always stand up and salute Will always recognize When we see Old Glory flying There's a lot of men dead So we can sleep in peace at night When we lay down our head
My Daddy served in the army Where he lost his right eye But he flew a flag out in our yard Till the day that he died He wanted my Mother, my Brother My Sister and me To grow up and live happy In the land of the free
Now this nation that I love Is falling under attack A mighty sucker punch came flying in From somewhere in the back As soon as we could see clearly Through our big black eye Man we lit up your world Like the Fourth of July
Hey, Uncle Sam put your name At the top of his list And the Statue of Liberty Started shaking her fist And the eagle will fly And it's going to be hell When you hear Mother Freedom Start ringing her bell And it will feel like the whole wide world Is raining down on you Brought to you courtesy Of the Red, White and Blue
Oh, justice will be served And the battle will rage This big dog will fight When you rattle his cage You'll be sorry that you messed With the U.S. of A. Cause we'll put a boot in your ass It's the American way
Hey, Uncle Sam put your name At the top of his list And the Statue of Liberty Started shaking her fist And the eagle will fly And it's going to be hell When you hear Mother Freedom Start ringing her bell And it will feel like the whole wide world Is raining down on you Brought to you courtesy Of the Red, White and Blue
Of the Red, White and Blue Of my Red, White and Blue
Il faut des nerfs d'acier Une santé de fer Si on n'veut pas craquer Quand tout va de travers
J'ai perdu la tête J' marche sur mes chaussettes Quand j'entends c' que j'entends J' vois c' que je vois J'ai perdu la tête
J'ai vu à la télé Un mec qui veut mon bien Franchement déclarer Des vacances: Tintin
J'ai perdu la tête Poussé pas la fenêtre Ce type à la télé J'en ai eu assez J'ai perdu la tête
J'ai vu ma petite amie Qui n' comprend jamais rien Me dit partons Johnny Pour un pays lointain
J'ai perdu la tête Oh! Mon dieu qu'elle est bête Oh! si t'as rien compris Non reste ici J'ai perdu la tête
J'ai perdu la tête La folie me guette J'ai perdu la tête La folie me guette
Oh! Là je n'en peux plus Je vous le dis J'ai perdu la tête
On ira demain Chez ton vieux parrain Là du côté de Romorantin qui va nous raconter Encore ses guerres dans les tranchées
J'suis comme un animal piégé Qui a comme une envie de tout casser Ouais, j'ai perdu la tête J' marche sur mes chaussettes Quand j'entends c' que j'entends J' vois c' que je vois La folie me guette
Ouais
Il faut des nerfs d'acier Une santé de fer Si on veut pas craquer Quand tout va de travers
J'ai perdu la tête J' marche sur mes chaussettes Quand j'entends c' que j'entends J' vois c' que je vois La folie me guette
J'ai perdu la tête La folie me guette
J'ai perdu la tête La folie me guette
Oh! Là je n'en peux plus Je vous le dis J'ai perdu la tête
Oh! Moi je n'en peux plus Je vous le dis J'ai perdu la tête
Oh! Moi je n'en peux plus Je vous le dis J'ai perdu la tête
J'ai perdu la tête J'ai perdu la tête La folie me guette
This Bitter Earth Composer(s): Clyde Otis First recording/First release by: Dinah Washington - 1959/1960 Covered by multiple other artists
This bitter earth, well, what a fruit it bears! What good is love, mmm, that no one shares? and if my life is like the dust Ooh, that hides the glow of a rose What good am I? Heaven only knows!
Lord, this bitter earth, yes can be so cold Today you are young, too soon you're old! But while a voice within me cries I'm sure someone may answer my call And this bitter earth, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh May not, ohhh, be so bitter after all!
Court And Spark
Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
First release by: Joni Mitchell - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
Love came to my door With a sleeping roll And a madman's soul He thought for sure I'd seen him Dancing up a river in the dark Looking for a woman To court and spark
He was playing on the sidewalk For passing change When something strange happened Glory train passed through him So he buried the coins he made In people's park And went looking for a woman To court and spark
It seemed like he read my mind He saw me mistrusting him And still acting kind
He saw how I worried sometimes I worry sometimes
"all the guilty people," he said They've all seen the stain On their daily bread On their christian names I cleared myself I sacrificed my blues And you could complete me I'd complete you
His eyes were the color of the sand And the sea And the more he talked to me The more he reached me But I couldn't let go of L.A. City of the fallen angels
J'Ai Perdu La Tête Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Je n'avais connu que des passions Beaucoup trop sage En menant une vie de garçon Volage Tous les amoureux que je croisais Me semblaient drôles Et je croyais ma tête à jamais Plantée sur mes épaules
J'ai perdu la tête Mon coeur est en fête J'ai perdu la tête Mais mon Dieu que j'aime ça
Jamais la vie ne m'avais paru Plus magnifique Et jamais mon coeur n'avait battu Si vite Que depuis que l'amour m'a frappé Avec violence Comme s'il voulait me réveiller Pour me donner ma chance
J'ai perdu la tête Mon coeur est en fête J'ai perdu la tête Mais mon Dieu que j'aime ça
Je parle d'elle en toutes occasions C'est mon problème Et je n'ai qu'une conversation Je l'aime Quand mes amis se moquent de moi C'est incroyable Leurs sarcasmes ne m'atteignent pas Je suis invulnérable
J'ai perdu la tête Mon coeur est en fête J'ai perdu la tête Mais mon Dieu que j'aime ça
Moi qui croyais rester jusqu'au bout Célibataire Je rêve d'avoir la corde au cou Et faire Des enfants qui viendraient égayer Mes derniers souffles Et passer ma vie à leurs côtés Mes pieds dans mes pantoufles
J'ai perdu la tête Mon coeur est en fête J'ai perdu la tête Mais mon Dieu que j'aime ça
Elle a des cheveux d'un blond soyeux Qui vagabondent Elle a les yeux les plus lumineux Du monde Elle a les lèvres les plus jolies Et les plus tendres Et une voix que l'on a envie D'entendre Elle a un cou long et majestueux Un port de reine La taille qui fait cinquante-deux` À peine Un merveilleux corps de Tanagra Que je désire Et bien d'autres choses croyez-moi Que je n'ose décrire
J'ai perdu la tête Mon coeur est en fête J'ai perdu la tête Mais mon Dieu que j'aime ça
This Ain't The Summer Of Love Composer(s): Albert Bouchard Performer(s): Blue Öyster Cult
Feeling easy on the outside But not so funny on the inside Feel the sound, pray for rain For this is the night we ride
This ain't the garden of eden There ain't no angels above And things ain't like what they used to be And this ain't the summer of love
Lock all your doors from the outside The key will dangle by the inside You may begin to understand That this is the night we ride
This ain't the garden of eden There ain't no angels above And things ain't like what they used to be And this ain't the summer of love
On the night we ride... this ain't the summer of love
This ain't the garden of Eden There ain't no angels above And things ain't like what they used to be And this ain't the summer of love This ain't the summer, this ain't, this ain't This ain't the summer of love
Cours Plus Vite Charlie Adapted from: Cut Across Shorty - 1960 Composer(s): Long Chris; Marijohn Wilkin; Wayne P. Walker Johnny Hallyday - 1968
Le paysan nommé Charlie Avait dit à son voisin Jean Nous aimons je crois la même fille Depuis déjà longtemps Faisons alors une course À travers tout le pays Celui de nous deux qui gagnera Epousera Lucie
Cours plus vite Charlie et tu gagneras Ne te retourne pas Cours plus vite Charlie et tu gagneras La fille sera pour toi
Jean avait une voiture Qui attirait les regards Il croyait bien que son argent Achèterait l'amour Il avait déjà ouvert Les portes de son palais Pour recevoir les jolis yeux verts De mademoiselle Lucie
Cours plus vite Charlie et tu gagneras Ne te retourne pas Cours plus vite Charlie et tu gagneras La fille sera pour toi
Mais le paysan nommé Charlie N'était pas si riche que Jean Il n'avait jamais de beaux habits Il courait les pieds nus Il connaissait le pays Les forêts et les cours d'eau Et le vent qui était son ami Lui soufflait dans le dos
Cours plus vite Charlie et tu gagneras Ne te retourne pas Cours plus vite Charlie et tu gagneras La fille sera pour toi
