Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Appartiene A Me ((Adapted from: She Belongs To Me (Bob Dylan) - 1965)) Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Tito Schipa Jr. Performer(s): Tito Schipa Jr. - 1987
Versions In Other Languages: 1978 - Sie G'hört Zu Mir (Wolfgang Ambros) 1996 - Alo! Ea-I A Mea! (Pasarea Colibri) 2008 - Elle M'appartient (C'est Une Artiste)
Lei sa bene quel che vuole è un'artista - non bada in giro Lei si ruba il buio della notte e tinge il giorno in nero
Tu prova a star su in piedi forte e fiero rubale ogni sensazione Ma finirai a spiare dalla chiave chino a pecorone
Lei mica inciampa chi non sta su non cade E' apolide è enne enne la Legge lei manco la vede
Porta un anello assiro se splende ti parlerà E' un'ipnocollezionista e tu sei una bioantichità
La domenica un inchino il compleanno un'ovazione A carnevale una trombetta e a Natale un bel torrone
Edelweiss Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein First performance/First release by: Theodore Bikel and Mary Martin - 1959 Covered by multiple other artists
Edelweiss, Edelweiss Every morning you greet me Small and White Clean and bright You look happy to meet me...
Blossoms of snow may you bloom and grow Bloom and grow forever
Sie G'hört Zu Mir ((Adapted from: She Belongs To Me (Bob Dylan) - 1965)) Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Wolfgang Ambros Performer(s): Wolfgang Ambros - 1978
Versions In Other Languages: 1987 - Appartiene A Me (Tito Schipa Jr.) 1996 - Alo! Ea-I A Mea! (Pasarea Colibri) 2008 - Elle M'appartient (C'est Une Artiste)
Sie hod ollas wos ma braucht sie kann wos und sie hod's zu wos brocht Sie hod ollas wos ma braucht sie kann wos und sie hod's zu wos brocht Sie mocht de Nocht zum Tog und ihre Tog san schwoaz wie de Nocht
Am Anfang bist no stolz drauf dass sa si beschäftigt mit dia Am Anfang bist no stolz drauf dass sa si beschäftigt mit dia Zum Schluss is' dann so weit dass das anbet'st auf de Knia
Sie mocht nie an Bledsinn weu sa si des ned leist'n kann Sie mocht nie an Bledsinn weu sa si des ned leist'n kann Sie is niemand'n verpflichtet und niemand'n geht's wos an
Sie hod an magisch'n Ring der aufleuch't, befua sie wos sogt Sie hod an magisch'n Ring der aufleuch't, befua sie wos sogt Sie mocht an Wurscht'l aus an' so sehr ma si a mit ihr plogt
Sei liab zu ihr am Sunndog knia nieda wann's Geburtsdog hod Sei liab zu ihr am Sunndog knia nieda wann's Geburtsdog hod Schenk ihr zu Weihnacht'n a Tromme und an Grobsta fia ihr Grob
I See Your Face Before Me Composer(s): Howard Dietz; Arthur Schwartz First performance by: Jack Buchanan, Evelyn Laye, Adele Dixon - 1937 Covered by multiple other artists
I see your face before me Crowding my every dream There is your face before me You are my only theme It doesn't matter where you are I can see how fair you are I close my eyes and there you are Always If you could share the magic If you could see me too There would be nothing tragic In all my dreams of you Would that my love could haunt you so Knowing I want you so I can't erase Your beautiful face before me
Would that my love could haunt you so Knowing I want you so I can't erase Your beautiful face before me
Trousse Chemise ((Italian Version: Il Bosco E La Riva (Charles Aznavour)) Composer(s): Jacques Mareuil - Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Barbara; Waldir Calmon
Dans le petit bois de Trousse chemise Quand la mer est grise et qu'on l'est un peu Dans le petit bois de Trousse chemise On fait des bêtises souviens-toi nous deux On était partis pour Trousse chemise Guettés par les vieill's derrièr' leurs volets On était partis la fleur à l'oreille Avec deux bouteill's de vrai muscadet
On s'était baignés à Trousse chemise La plage déserte était à nous deux On s'était baignés à la découverte La mer était verte, tu l'étais un peu On a dans les bois de Trousse chemise Déjeuné sur l'herbe, mais voilà soudain Que là, j'ai voulu d'un élan superbe Conjuguer le verbe aimer son prochain
Et j'ai renversé à Trousse chemise Malgré tes prières à corps défendant Et j'ai renversé le vin de nos verres Ta robe légère et tes dix sept ans Quand on est rentrés de Trousse chemise La mer était grise, tu ne l'étais plus Quand on est rentré la vie t'a reprise T'as fait ta valise t'es jamais r'venue
On coupe le bois à Trousse chemise Il pleut sur la plage des mortes saisons On coupe le bois, le bois de la cage Où le cur trop sage était en prison
I See You Composer(s): Roger McGuinn; David Crosby First release by: The Byrds - 1966
I see you Under there behind your hair Everywhere, I see you
I see you Turned on eyes can't tell lies Empathise, I see you Warm sliding sun through the cave of your hair Wind washing fields kind of space living there I see you
I know you Met before, seventh floor First world war, I know you
Who lives there? Tell old fair I'm aware That she cares, who lives there?
Green specks bright spiralling out in the sky Catch my mind, turn my head, have to look, don't know why Who lives there?
We thought how For a while they just smile Just a silent thought
I see you Sun is there behind your hair Everywhere, I see you I see you
Troublesome Trumpet Composer(s): Michael Carr Performer(s): Nat Gonella; Bob Crosby & His Orch.; Red Nichols
Troublesome trumpet, tell me why you ruin Beautiful music, what'cha think you're doin' Troublesome trumpet, take the wicked thing away
Troublesome trumpet, catch me feeling nervy Playing these sweet things alway topsy-turvey Troublesome trumpet, how I wish you wouldn't play
If you don't, you're gonna drive me crazy Troublesome trumpet, murder on the blue notes Searing my soul with red-hot burning through notes Troublesome trumpet, driving me crazy (stop, stop, love, love, love it)
Troublesome trumpet Blowin' a blue note Blowin' a low note Troublesome trumpet Blowin' a high note Blowin' a low note
I See The Rain Composer(s): William Campbell; Thomas McAleese Performer(s): Marmalade; Susanna Hoffs
Beautiful day I'd like to lie on the green lawn The ducks are congregating round, round the lily pond And the cows have all gone rinning home to put there coats on Stay indoors, while it pours, till to-morrow
I see the rain again, I must complain again, why does the rain let me down Will you try to make it sunny in the morning?
Five to ten, now it's time for the weather The sun will shine and in it's time, get better But it won't last for long, clouds are spreading over London town Stay indoors, while it pours, till to-morrow
I see the rain again, I'll take the blame again, I see the rain lets you down But I'm gonna' make it sunny in the morning?
Eddie Composer(s): Richard O'Brien
Performer(s): Jonathan Adams
Dr. Von Scott: From the day he was born He was trouble He was the thorn In his mother's side She tried in vain
The Criminologist: But he never caused her nothing but shame
Dr. Von Scott: He left home the day she died From the day she was gone All he wanted Was rock and roll porn And a motorbike Shooting up junk
The Criminologist: He was a low down cheap little punk Dr. Von Scott: Taking everyone for a ride
(When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy) (You knew he was a no good kid) (But when he threatened your life) (With a switch blade knife)
Dr. Frank-N-Furter: What a guy Janet: Makes you cry Dr. Von Scott: And I did
Columbia: Everybody shoved him I very nearly loved him I said, "Hhey listen to me Stay sane inside insanity" But he locked the door And threw away the key
Dr. Von Scott: But he must've been drawn Into something Making him warn me In a note which reads
(What's it say? What's it say?)
Eddie: I'm out of my head Oh hurry, or I may be dead They mustn't carry out their evil deeds
(When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy) (You knew he was a no good kid) (But when he threatened your life) (With a switch blade knife)
Dr. Frank-N-Furter: What a guy Janet: Makes you cry Dr. Von Scott: And I did
(When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy) (You knew he was a no good kid) (But when he threatened your life) (With a switch blade knife)
Dr. Frank-N-Furter: What a guy (Whoo-ho-ho) Janet: Makes you cry (Hey, hey, hey) Dr. Von Scott: And I did (Eddie)
I See The Moon (Traditional) Performer(s): The Mariners
Over the mountain over the sea Back where my heart is longing to be Please let the light that shines on me Shine on the one I love
I see the moon the moon sees me Down through the leaves of the old oak tree (Please) Please let the light that shines on me Shine on the one I love
Over the mountain over the sea Back where my heart is longing to be Please let the light that shines on me Shine on the one I love
I kissed the rose the rose kissed me Fragrant as only a rose can be (Sing a little louder miss) Please take the kiss that comforts me Back to the one I love
(Everybody altogether) Over the mountain over the sea Back where my heart is longing to be Please let the light that shines on me Shine on the one I love
(Everybody once again) Over the mountain over the sea Back where my heart is longing to be Please let the light that shines on me Shine on the one I love
Trouble On Double Time Composer(s): Andy Fraser - Paul Kossoff - Paul Rodgers - Simon Kirke Performer(s): Free; The Dt's
I've been a bad bad boy and I know I should be good A bad boy so long that it must be in my blood oh! Oh! yeah Oh! Oh Let me tell you this I've been feelin' my way every chance I get you know I love every woman every woman you can bet
Trouble on double time
You know my school teacher told me before I left school that a man with two women's not a man but a fool
Feelin' my way every chance I get you know I love every woman every woman you can bet
Trouble on double time
Feelin' my way every chance I get you know I love every woman every woman you can bet
Trouble on double time
It's driving me out of my mind driving me out of my mind driving me out of my mind
I See Red Composer(s): Tim Finn Performer(s): Split Enz
When my baby's walking down the street I see red, I see red, I see red How could someone wicked walk around free I see red, I see red, I see red I see red, I see red (red!), I see red
I respect your wishes You gave me such precious hours What to do without you Squeezed me out of your life Down the drain like molten toothpaste I feel used and spat out Poor old me
When my baby's walking down the street I see red, I see red, I see red How could someone wicked walk around free I see red, I see red, I see red I see red, I see red (red!), I see red
I'm fed up with crying My despair is dying, Turning into rage, day by day Green before you met me In the pink when you let me love you I was blue when you let me down Black and Blue
When my baby's walking down the street I see red, I see red, I see red How could someone wicked walk around free I see red, I see red, I see red I see red, I see red (red!), I see red
Écoute Dans Le Vent ((aka Dans Le Souffle Du Vent (Hugues Aufray) - 1995))
((Adapted from: Blowin' In The Wind (Bob Dylan - 1963))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Pierre Dorsey
Performer(s): Richard Anthony - 1964
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 routes un garçon doit-il faire Avant qu'un homme il ne soit? Combien l'oiseau doit-il franchir de mers Avant de s'éloigner du froid? Combien de morts un canon peut-il faire Avant que l'on oublie sa voix?
Écoute mon ami Écoute dans le vent Écoute, la réponse dans le vent
Combien de fois doit-on lever les yeux Avant que de voir le soleil? Combien d'oreilles faut-il aux malheureux Avant d'écouter leurs pareils? Combien de pleurs faut-il à l'homme heureux Avant que son cur ne s'éveille?
Écoute mon ami Écoute dans le vent Écoute, la réponse dans le vent
Combien d'années faudra t-il à l'esclave Avant d'avoir sa liberté Combien de temps un soldat est-il brave Avant de mourir oublié? Combien de mers franchira la colombe Avant que nous vivions en paix?
Écoute mon ami Écoute dans le vent Écoute, la réponse dans le vent Écoute, la réponse est dans le vent
Soon it will be dawn Trouble of the world Trouble of the world Trouble of the world
Soon it will be dawn Trouble of the world Going home to hear you're gone No more weeping on Whaley No more weeping on Whaley No more weeping on Whaley Going home to live with my love
Soon it will be dawn Trouble of the world Trouble of the world Trouble of the world
Soon we will be done, trouble of Going home to live with my love I want see my Ma I want see my mother My Ma to see my mother Going home to live with God
Soon we will be done Trouble of the world Trouble of the world Trouble of the world How soon we will be done With the trouble of the world I am going home to live with God
I See Only Sunshine Composer(s): Alex Chilton Performer(s): Box Tops
I sat last night at midnight Blinded by the daylight Sitting at the window, thinking about you and me I see our lives together I see our love forever I picture in my heart every night how it's gonna be Yea, Lord now...
I see only sunshine For you and me, for years to come, now I can see it, can't you see it too? We can share the nighttime Til the mornings shining squints our eyes, now Years of loving me and years of loving only you
I catch myself in daydreams Thinking about the hard times we've seen We've been through it; there ain't nothing but good times ahead I walk into walls, forget things Forget too match my clothes, my ears ring It circles in my head, did you listen to what I said, now? Yea, Lord now