Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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I Giorni Dell'arcobaleno ((French Version: Le Temps Qu'il Nous Reste (by Nana Mouskouri) - 1972)) Composer(s): Dalmazio Maini - Piero Pintucci - Nicola Di Bari First performance by: Nicola Di Bari - 1972
Erano i giorni dell'arcobaleno finito l'inverno tornava il sereno E tu con negli occhi la luna e le stelle sentivi una mano sfiorare la tua pelle E mentre impazzivi al profumo dei fiori la notte si accese di mille colori Distesa sull'erba come una che sogna giacesti bambina, ti alzasti già donna Tu adesso ti vedi grande di più Sei diventata più forte e sicura e iniziata la avventura Ormai sono bambine le amiche di prima Che si ritrovano in gruppo a giocare e sognano ancora su un raggio di luna Vivi la vita di donna importante perché a sedici anni ai già avuto un amante ma un giorno saprai che ogni donna è matura all'epoca giusta e con giusta misura E in questa tua corsa incontro all'amore ti lasci alle spalle il tempo migliore
Erano i giorni dell'arcobaleno finito l'inverno tornava il sereno
Tom Sawyer Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman - Richard M. Sherman Performer(s): Celeste Holm, Joshua Hill Lewis, Susan Joyce
Polly: Uncouth, irreverent, wild That irresponsible child I try to teach him But who can reach him? He never can be found Leaves his trash around Just won't learn And he just keeps turnin' away
Tom Sawyer The devil's got him in tow Tom Sawyer He's grief and worry and woe He's late for supper And he's late for school He's takin' me for a fool I'll bet Tom Sawyer'll Be the death of me yet
Sidney: Tome goes out with Huck Swimmin' in the nude Tom tears all his clothes And he talks so crude Hides dead snakes and things Underneath the stairs And in Sunday school Never knows this prayers
Mary: Tom's a good boy Tom is kind Tom holds wonders in his mind Tom's an orphan Can't you see? He needs our love and sympathy
(Mary and Sidney singing simultaneously)
Mary: Tom has gumption Tom is strong
Sidney: Tom's so dishonest Always tellin' lies If he breaks his neck It won't be no surprise
Mary: He loves to play And fish and swim
Sidney: Tom can`t find his head Every other day
Mary: You just wish you were like him
Sidney: And when he's around I wish he'd go away
Polly: (Sings alone)
Tom Sawyer That Tom in turnin' me gray Tarnation He'll never learn to obey I know that boy to me Can be such a joy to me If he'd only be good But he's always Wastin' his time away Exasperatin' me every day No ambition and no respect He'll be the death of me yet
Polly: (Talking) Worms! Oh, Tom Sawyer!
(Polly, Sidney and Mary singing simultaneously till end of song)
Polly: Tom Sawyer That irresponsible child That Tom, Tom Sawyer Uncouth, irreverent, wild That Tom He's late for supper And late for school And he's takin' me for a fool He just won't learn And he keeps on turnin' I'll bet Tom Sawyer'll Be the death of me I'll bet Tom Sawyer'll Be the death of me yet!
Sidney: Tome goes out with Huck Swimmin' in the nude Tom tears all his clothes And he talks so crude Hides dead snakes and things Underneath the stairs And in Sunday school Never knows this prayers Tom's so dishonest Always tellin' lies If he breaks his neck It won't be no surprise Tom can`t find his head Every other day And when he's around I wish he'd go away
Mary: Tom's a good boy Tom is kind Tom holds wonders in his mind Tom's an orphan Can't you see? He needs our love and sympathy Tom has gumption Tom is strong He loves to play And fish and swim You just wish you were like him
I Giardini Di Marzo Composer(s): Lucio Battisti; Mogol First release by: Lucio Battisti - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Il carretto passava e quell'uomo gridava "gelati" al ventuno del mese i nostri soldi erano già finiti io pensavo a mia madre e rivedevo i suoi vestiti il più bello era nero coi fiori non ancora appassiti all'uscita di scuola i ragazzi vendevano i libri io restavo a guardarli cercando il coraggio per imitarli poi sconfitto tornavo a giocar con la mente e i suoi tarli e la sera al telefono tu mi chiedevi perché non parli che anno è, che giorno è questo è il tempo di vivere con te le mie mani come vedi, non tremano più e ho nell'anima in fondo all'anima cieli immensi e immenso amore e poi ancora, ancora amore amor per te fiumi azzurri e colline e praterie dove corrono dolcissime le mie malinconie l'universo trova spazio dentro me ma il coraggio di vivere, quello, ancora non c'e' i giardini di marzo si vestono di nuovi colori e le giovani donne in quel mese, vivono nuovi amori camminavi al mio fianco e ad un tratto dicesti "tu muori se mi aiuti, son certa che io ne verrò fuori" ma non una parola chiarì i miei pensieri continuai a camminare lasciandoti attrice di ieri che anno è, che giorno è ...
Joanna Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
No se lo digas a Joanna nunca le digas que... cuando ella abra las ventanas el mundo está aún sin terminar Y algunas partes se han perdido y alguien escondió el manual con las explicaciones pero lo vamos a armar
Un poco de locura por vivir y la sabiduría que nos deje al fin descubrir a un hombre libre que sea igual a otro hombre libre de aquí a la eternidad
No se lo digas a Joanna no la despiertes aún de su siesta temprana deja que el sol la haga soñar...
Cualquier clase de amor es bueno cualquier clase de lucha nunca es mucha si amamos primero y es voluntario un poco de mal necesario para recordar...
No se lo digas a Joanna nunca le digas que... cuando ella abra las ventanas el mundo está aún sin terminar el mundo está aún sin terminar pero lo vamos a armar
Tom Jones International Composer(s): Jerry Duplessis - Tom Jones - Wyclef Jean Performer(s): Tom Jones
Refugee camp Turn me up give me some more Tom Jones your ready baby Yeah that's it Let go
One, two toms coming for you Three, four gonna bust through your door Five, six you better lock up your chicks Seven, eight before its to late
Act right ladies seem forgot body Feels like pussycats come out Late night no matter where they roam They always gonna come home to Tom Jones
Thirty years strong never went wrong Still in the game I decide when I'm gone Now I'm gonna set the whole house on fire I won't stop rocking till I retire
You know and I know you gotta move on the dance floor Were blowing up this party with this sex bomb Take my hand understand I'll rock for years all across the land So let me see you shake it till the sun comes
One, two toms coming for you Three, four gonna bust through your door Five, six you better lock up your chicks Seven, eight before its to late
Now your in the mood So let me see you move I got you hypnotized with the sound of the groove From London to L.A. And back to the N.Y. Turn on your satellites so we can see it worldwide
You know and I know you gotta move on the dance floor Were blowing up this party with this sex bomb Take my hand understand I'll rock for years all across the land So let me see you shake it till the sun comes
One, two toms coming for you Three, four gonna bust through your door Five, six you better lock up your chicks Seven, eight before its to late
Pussycats come out late night Girl you make me want to holler
Tom Jones international baby Tom Jones international baby Tom Jones international baby
One, two toms coming for you Three, four gonna bust through your door Five, six you better lock up your chicks Seven, eight before its to late
Tom Jones, oh oh oh oh oh, Tom Jones Tom Jones, oh oh oh oh oh, Tom Jones
I Get The Sweetest Feeling Composer(s): Alicia Evelyn; Van McCoy Performer(s): Jackie Wilson
mmmmmmmmmm The closer you get The better you look baby
The better you look The more I want you
When you turn on your smile I feel my heart go wild
I'm like a child with a brand new toy And I get the Sweetest feeling Honey the Sweetest (Sweetest Feeling) Baby the Sweetest (Sweetest Feeling) Loving you, ya
The warmer your kiss The deeper you touch me baby
The deeper your touch The more you thrill me
It's more than I can stand Girl, when you hold my hand I feel so grand That I could cry
And I get the (Sweetest Feeling) Moma the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling) Baby the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling) Loving you
uhh The greater your love The stronger you hold me baby The stronger your hold The more I need You.
With every passing day I love you more in everyway I'm in love to stay And I wanna say
I get the (Sweetest Feeling) Baby the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling) Honey the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling) Loving You
aw (Sweetest Feeling) Baby the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling) Sweetest
Joana Francesa Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque; and various other artists
Tu ris, tu mens trop Tu pleures, tu meurs trop Tu as le tropique Dans le sang et sur la peau Geme de loucura e de torpor Já é madrugada Acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda
Mata-me de rir Fala-me de amor Songes et mensonges Sei de longe e sei de cor Geme de prazer e de pavor Já é madrugada Acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda
Vem molhar meu colo Vou te consolar Vem, mulato mole Dançar dans mes bras Vem, moleque me dizer Onde é que está Ton soleil, ta braise
Quem me enfeitiçou O mar, marée, bateau Tu as le parfum De la cachaça e de suor Geme de preguiça e de calor Já é madrugada Acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda
Toi Et Moi Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu & Paul Anka
Toi et moi ça peut se raconter Comme une belle histoire Comme un conte de fées C'est aussi clair que midi sonne Tous les plaisirs que l'on se donne À vivre ensemble Ensemble
Toi et moi C'est colombe et soleil C'est difficile à croire Toi et moi s'est pareil C'est cent mille ans au jour le jour Et si ce n'est pas de l'amour Ça lui ressemble Ressemble
Bien heureux les amoureux Qui s'aiment autant que nous Bienvenus les inconnus D'ici et de partout Ils sont notre image Ils ont notre visage Ils ont le même âge Et la même vie
Toi et moi C'est tout droit devant nous En suivant notre étoile On ira jusqu'au bout On nous verra après la terre Au paradis ou en enfer Toujours ensemble Ensemble
Bien heureux les amoureux Qui s'aiment autant que nous Bienvenus les inconnus D'ici et de partout Ils sont notre image Ils ont notre visage Ils ont le même âge Et la même vie
I Get The Neck Of The Chicken Composer(s): Jimmy McHugh; Frank Loesser Performer(s): Eddie Stone and multiple other artists
(There's always one in every fam'ly And nobody loves him one bit There's always one in every fam'ly) And confidentially, I'm it
I get the neck of the chicken I get the rumble seat ride I get the leaky umbrella Everyone shoves me aside When I jump in my shower each morn' Sure as fate, I'm too late, All the hot water is gone
I get the neck of the chicken I get that burnt piece of toast I get that seat in the movies Smacko! in back of the post That's why I can't get over this dream that came true If I get the neck of the chicken How did I ever get you?
I get the neck of the chicken That's how they give me the bird And in the family snapshot Mine is the face that's all blurred When morning paper comes to the door Sure as fate, I'm too late And they're mine long about four
I get the neck of the chicken I get the plate with the crack I get those evenings with Granma Everyone else can relax That's why I can't get over this fine howdy-do If I get the neck of the chicken How did I ever get you?
Joan Of Arc Composer(s): Leonard Cohen Performer(s): Leonard Cohen; and various other artists
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark no moon to keep her armour bright no man to get her through this dark and smoky night She said, "I'm tired of the war I want the kind of work I had before a wedding dress or something white to wear upon my swollen appetite"
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way you know I've watched you riding every day and something in me yearns to win such a cold and lonesome heroine "And who are you?" she sternly spoke to the one beneath the smoke "Why, I'm fire," he replied "And I love your solitude, I love your pride"
"Well then fire, make your body cold I'm gonna give you mine to hold" saying this she climbed inside to be his one, to be his only bride And deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc and high above all these wedding guests he hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress La...
It was deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc and then she clearly understood if he was fire, oh she must be wood I saw her wince, I saw her cry I saw the glory in her eye Myself I long for love and light but must it come so cruel, must it be so brave? La...
Dans Le Souffle Du Vent ((aka Écoute Dans Le Vent (Richard Anthony) - 1964)) ((Adapted from: Blowin' In The Wind (Bob Dylan - 1963)) Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1995
Versions In Other Languages: 1964 - Wie Weet Waar Het Begint (Conny Vandenbos en René Frank) 1966 - Die Antwort Weiss Ganz Allein Der Wind (Peggy March) 1966 - La Risposta (I Kings) 1966 - Vinden Gi'r Dig Svar (Gitte Hænning) 1972 - La Risposta È Caduta Nel Vento (Luigi Tenco) 2001 - Muse Feife Inne Wind (Gerd Köster)
Combien de lieues ton enfant doit-il faire Avant de mériter des hommes? Combien de bleu pour l'oiseau sur la mer Avant qu'au sable, il ne se donne? Combien de guerres, de canons et de larmes Avant que nos lois ne désarment?
Pour toi, mon enfant Dans le souffle du vent Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Combien de siècles aux falaises de rochers Avant qu'elles ne sombrent sous la mer? Combien de siècles pour l'esclave enchaîné Avant qu'il ne brise ses fers? Combien de siècles, de regards détournés Pour ne pas voir la vérité?
Pour toi, mon enfant Dans le souffle du vent Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Combien de fois lèverons-nous les yeux Avant d'entrevoir la lumière? Combien de fois aurons-nous prié Dieu Sans même un regard pour nos frères? Combien de morts, d'enfants et de soldats Avant de cesser le combat?
Pour toi, mon enfant Dans le souffle du vent Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Pour toi, mon enfant Dans le souffle du vent Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Pour toi, mon enfant Dans le souffle du vent Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
I Get The Blues When It Rains Composer(s): Harry Stoddart; Marcy Klauber Performer(s): Jim Reeves and multiple other artists
It was raining, dear, when I met you You smiled, the sun shone through Then it rained again and I lost you Just why I never knew Now ev'ry time the storm clouds gather way up in the sky I see them all and I recall those happy days gone by
I get the blues when it rains The blues I can't lose when it rains Each little drop that falls on my window pane Always reminds me of the tears I've shed in vain I sit and wait for the sun To shine down on me once again It rained when I found you, It rained when I lost you That's why I'm so blue when it rains
Joan Joue Aux Dominos Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat Performer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Joan Joue aux dominos Joan Dessine un Pierrot Elle chante "Au clair de la lune" Assemble les pièces une à une Infiniment, lentement, tendrement Pose les dominos Tout doucement
Joan Mon dieu que c'est beau Lui dit la dame en robe blanche Joan Je t'apporte un gâteau Bon anniversaire Je te dérange? Seize bougies Je t'en supplie mange Infiniment, lentement, tendrement Elle ferme la porte Tout doucement
Messieurs dames est né ce soir Un Pierrot en habit noir La pleine lune lui dit bonsoir Pourquoi dans sa douce lueur Un domino rouge en plein coeur?
Joan Regarde son gâteau Ecrasé sur le mur blanc Joan Un rire un sanglot A-t-elle pris un coup de lune? Les pièces glissent une à une Infiniment, lentement, tristement Son Pierrot s'évanouit Tout doucement
Messieurs dames est mort ce soir Un Pierrot en habit noir Quelques nuages en retard Laissent un rayon lui dire au revoir Eclairez le seul debout, le rouge De ces milliers d'ivoires qui se couchent
Joan Mon dieu que c'est beau Lui dit la dame en robe blanche Joan Je t'apporte un gâteau Bon anniversaire Je te dérange? Dix-huit bougies Je t'en supplie mange Infiniment, lentement, tendrement Elle ferme la porte Tout doucement
Joan Joue au dominos Joan Dessine un Pierrot Elle chante "Au clair de la lune" Joan Joue aux dominos Ce soir c'est la pleine lune Joan Joue aux dominos A-t-elle pris un coup de lune?
La Risposta È Caduta Nel Vento ((aka La Risposta ((I Kings) - 1966)) ((Adapted from: Blowin' In The Wind (Bob Dylan - 1963)) Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Mogol Performer(s): Luigi Tenco - 1972
Versions In Other Languages: 1964 - Wie Weet Waar Het Begint (Conny Vandenbos en René Frank) 1964 - Écoute Dans Le Vent (Richard Anthony) 1966 - Die Antwort Weiss Ganz Allein Der Wind (Peggy March) 1966 - Vinden Gi'r Dig Svar (Gitte Hænning) 1995 - Dans Le Souffle Du Vent (Hugues Aufray) 2001 - Muse Feife Inne Wind (Gerd Köster)
Quante le strade che un uomo farà e quando fermarsi potrà? Quanti mari un gabbiano dovrà attraversar per giungere e per riposar? Quando tutta la gente del mondo riavrà per sempre la sua libertà? Risposta non c'è, o forse chi lo sa caduta nel vento sarà
Quando dal mare un'onda verrà che i monti lavare potrà? Quante volte un uomo dovrà litigar sapendo che è inutile odiar? E poi quante persone dovranno morir perché siano troppe a morir? Risposta non c'è, o forse chi lo sa caduta nel vento sarà
Quanti cannoni dovranno sparar e quando la pace verrà? Quanti bimbi innocenti dovranno morir e senza sapere il perché? Quanto giovane sangue versato sarà finché un'alba nuova verrà? Risposta non c'è, o forse chi lo sa caduta nel vento sarà
I Get So Lonely Composer(s): Pat Ballard Performer(s): The Four Knights and multiple other artists
(Oh baby mine, oh baby mine, oh baby mine)
Oh baby mine I get so lonely when I dream about you Can't do without you That's why I dream about you If I could only put my arms about you Life would be so fair
(If you were there)
We two could hug and kiss And never tire, I'm on fire You are my one desire I get so lonely when I dream about you Why can't you be there
Tossin' and turning in my slumber (Oh baby) Holding you it seems (Oh baby) I give you kisses without number But only in my dreams
Oh baby mine I get so lonely when I dream about you Can't do without you That's why I dream about you If I could only put my arms about you Life would be so fair
Tossin' and turning in my slumber (Oh baby) Holding you it seems (Oh baby) I give you kisses without number But only in my dreams
Oh baby mine I get so lonely when I dream about you Can't do without you That's why I dream about you If I could only put my arms about you Life would be so fair
(Oh baby mine) Life would be so fair (Oh baby mine) Life would be so fair
Die Antwort Weiss Ganz Allein Der Wind ((aka Muse Feife Inne Wind (Gerd Köster) - 2001)) ((Adapted from: Blowin' In The Wind (Bob Dylan - 1963)) Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hans Bradtke Performer(s): Peggy March - 1966
Versions In Other Languages: 1964 - Wie Weet Waar Het Begint (Conny Vandenbos en René Frank) 1964 - Écoute Dans Le Vent (Richard Anthony) 1966 - La Risposta (I Kings) 1966 - Vinden Gi'r Dig Svar (Gitte Hænning) 1972 - La Risposta È Caduta Nel Vento (Luigi Tenco) 1995 - Dans Le Souffle Du Vent (Hugues Aufray)
Wieviele Strassen auf dieser Welt Sind Strassen voll Tränen und Leid Wieviele Meere auf dieser Welt Sind Meere der Traurigkeit Wieviele Mütter sind lang schon allein Und warten und warten noch heut' Die Antwort, mein Freund weiss ganz allein der Wind Die Antwort weiss ganz allein der Wind
Wieviele Menschen sind heut noch nicht frei Und würden so gerne es sein Wieviele Kinder gehen abends zur Ruh' Und schlafen vor Hunger nicht ein Wieviele Träume erflehen bei Nacht Wann wird es für uns anders sein Die Antwort, mein Freund weiss ganz allein der Wind Die Antwort weiss ganz allein der Wind
Wie grosse Berge von Geld gibt man aus Für Bomben, Raketen und Tod Wie grosse Worte macht heut' mancher Mann Und lindert damit keine Not Wie grosses Unheil muss erst noch geschehn Damit sich die Menschheit besinnt Die Antwort, mein Freund weiss ganz allein der Wind Die Antwort weiss ganz allein der Wind Die Antwort, mein Freund weiss ganz allein der Wind Die Antwort weiss ganz allein der Wind
I Get So Excited Composer(s): Dervin Gordon; Eddy Grant Performer(s): Equals and multiple other artists
When I see you walking along All alone, all alone When I think I'm holding your hand All alone, all alone
I get so excited, I get so excited I get so excited, gonna tell ya Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby Baby, baby, hold me
I get so excited, I get so excited I get so excited, gonna tell ya Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby, feel good Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby, closer Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby, closer Baby, baby, hold me
When I feel your love comin' on, sweet love Comin' on, comin' on When I need somebody to love Yes to love, yes to love
I get so excited, I get so excited I get so excited, gonna tell ya Baby, baby, hold me, feel good Baby, baby, hold me, feel good Baby, baby, hold me, closer Baby, baby, hold me
I get so excited, I get so excited I get so excited, I get so excited
