Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Per Chi (Adapted from: Without You - 1970) Composer(s): Peter William Ham; Thomas Evans; Daniele Pace Performer(s): Gens - 1972
Torna presto amica mia Torna presto a casa mia Non andare per il mondo senza me Ti perderesti come stai perdendo me Torna presto Io di notte sono solo se ai pensieri mi abbandono Mi vien voglia di morire ma perche' Io mi domando cosa valgo senza te Per chi vivrò Per chi il cuore batterà nel buio Per chi se tu non ci sei I can't live I'm living lost without you I can't live I can't give anymore Se l'amore che mi hai dato Tra le foglie di quel prato È rimasto nei tuoi grandi occhi blu Ritorna presto amica mia se manchi tu per chi vivo? I can't live I'm living lost without you I can't give I can't give anymore Per chi il cuore batterà nel buio Per chi se tu non ci sei Per chi sorridere e scherzare ancora Per chi Per chi io vivrò
El Restaurante Italiano ((English & French Versions: Italian Restaurant (Dalida); Le Restaurant Italien (Dalida)) Composer(s): Jean-Michel Beriat - Jean-Pierre Goussaud Performer(s): Dalida
Ciertas tardes de soledad, que niebla gris en la ciudad Salgo a buscar y a revivir, algo de Italia por allí
Esta al final de un callejón, es un lugar encantador Mitad hogar, mitad pensión Mitad que sí, mitad que no
Un restaurante italiano Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano Un restaurante italiano donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Ahí no falta una canción, ahí se habla en altavoz Ahí se tiene la impresión, de gran señor y de bufón El propietario viene a ti, embajador de su país Chasca el pulgar y el corazón, y da comienzo la función
Un restaurante italiano Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano Un restaurante italiano Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Se habla de todo en general, pero de nada en especial Algún poeta sin papel, escribe un verso en el mantel Una pareja en un rincón, se besa sin ningún pudor Con la lectura del menú, el cielo gris se vuelve azul
Un restaurante italiano Donde se habla con las manos, donde brilla en un cartel el sol napolitano Un restaurante italiano Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
Un restaurante italiano Donde se habla con las manos La la la... Un restaurante italiano
Donde todas las tragedias, se convierten en comedias Donde el buen humor preside la sesión
If It's Alright With You Composer(s): Larry Henley; Kenny O'Dell Performer(s): Eddy Arnold
If it's all right with you I'd like to stay here and love you And hold you At least until the daylight comes
And if it's all right with you I'd like to think that when tomorrow comes It'll be way too soon If it's all right with you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you And when the morning sun arrives Then we'll decide if I should stay or go
If it's all right with you We won't think about tomorrow Or yesterday Tonight could be a lifetime
If it's all right with you I'll dim the light and close the world away I really wanna stay If it's all right with you
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you And when the morning sun arrives Then we'll decide if I should stay or go
If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you If it's all right with you, I think I'll love you If it's all right with .....
If It Wasn't For The 'Ouses In Between Composer(s): Edgar Bateman; George LeBrunn Performer(s): Gus Elen; Mr. Maurice Browning; Musical Murrays
If you saw my little backyard "Wot a pretty spot", you'd cry It's a picture on a sunny summer day Wiv the turnip tops and cabbages Wot people doesn't buy I makes it on a Sunday look all gay
The neighbours finks I grow 'em And you'd fancy you're in Kent Or at Epsom if you gaze into the mews It's a wonder as the landlord Doesn't want to raise the rent Because we have such nobby distant views
Oh! it really is a wery pretty garden And Chingford to the Eastward could be seen Wiv a ladder and some glasses You could see to 'Ackney Marshes If it wasn't for the 'ouses in between
We're as countrified as can be Wiv a clothes prop for a tree The tub-stool makes a rustic little stile Ev'ry time the blooming clock strikes There's a cuckoo sings to me And I've painted up "To Leather Lane A Mile"
Wiv tomatoes and wiv radishes Wot 'adn't any sale The backyard looks a purfick mass o' bloom And I've made a little beehive Wiv some beetles in a pail And a pitchfork wiv the 'andle of a broom
Oh! it really is a wery pretty garden And Rye 'Ouse from the cock-loft could be seen Where the chickweed man undresses To bathe 'mong the water cresses If it wasn't for the 'ouses in between
There's the bunny shares his egg box Wiv the cross-eyed cock and hen Though they 'as got the pip and him the 'morf In a dog's 'ouse on the line-post There was pigeons, nine or ten Till someone took a brick and knocked it off
The dust cart though it seldom comes Is just like 'Arvest 'Ome And we made to rig a dairy up some'ow Put the donkey in the wash'ouse Wiv some imitation 'orns, For we're teaching im to moo just like a kah
Oh! it really is a wery pretty garden And 'Endon to the westward could be seen And by clinging to the chimbley You could see across to Wembley If it wasn't for the 'ouses in between
Though the gasworks is at Woolwich They improve the rural scene For mountains they would very nicely pass There's the mushrooms in the dust-hole With the cowumbers so green It only wants a bit 'o 'ot 'ouse glass
I wears this milkman's nightshirt And I sits outside all day Like the ploughboy cove what's mizzled o'er the Lea And when I goes indoors at night They dunno what I say 'Cause my language gets as yokel as can be
Oh! it really is a wery pretty garden And soapworks from the 'ousetops could be seen If I got a rope and pulley I'd enjoy the breeze more fully If it wasn't for the 'ouses in between
El Rancho Grande ((Adapted from: Allá En El Rancho Grande (Pilar Arcos y Juan Pulido) - 1927))
((Dutch Version: Op M'n Ranch Ben Ik Koning (Will Tura) - 1966))
Composer(s): Juan Del Moral - Silvano Ramos - Emilio d'Uranga - Bartley Costello
Performer(s): Dean Martin - 1963
and multiple other artists
I love to roam out yonder Out where the Buff'lo wander Free as the Eagle flying I'm a-roping and a-tying I'm a-roping and a-tying Give me my ranch and my cattle Far from the great city's rattle Give me a big herd to battle For I just love herding the cattle I love to roam out yonder Out where the Buff'lo wander Free as the Eagle flying I'm a-roping and a-tying I'm a-roping and a-tying Give me my bridle and saddle And my old Pinto I'll straddle I'll get the cowboys a-riding Out where the rustlers are hiding I love to roam out yonder Out where the Buff'lo wander Free as the Eagle flying I'm a-roping and a-tying I'm a-roping and a-tying Sometimes the winter storms tearing Set all the cattle a-raring But when the winter is over We're sure enough in the clover Allà en el rancho grande Allà donde vivia Habia una ranche rita Que alegre me decia Que alegre me decia
If It Ain't Love (Let's Leave It Alone) Composer(s): Val Burton; Will Jason Performer(s): Billie Jo Spears and multiple other artists
If it ain't love then let's don't even let it start Let's leave it alone If it ain't love then let's don't temp our foolish hearts Let's leave it alone
Happiness is free just like a rollin' stone And only love can make it stay at home Feelin's have a way of mixin' right with wrong If it ain't love let's leave it alone If it ain't love...
Togetherness can fade like the music of a song It comes and goes like the breaking of the dawn How could we hang on to somethin' that was gone If it ain't love let's leave it alone If it ain't love... If it ain't love...
El Que Pierde Una Mujer Composer(s): Luis Arcaraz - Ernesto Cortázar
Performer(s): Javier Solís
and multiple other artists
El que pierde a una mujer no sabe lo que gana pues si se nos va un querer, otro vendrá mañana Dale amor a una mujer y verás como te paga o te engaña o te empalaga o se busca otro querer
El que no quiera sufrir que se mire en este espejo yo no más doy el consejo por si lo quieren seguir Si estás próximo a perder no lo dejes pa` mañana pues no sabes lo que gana el que pierde a una mujer
El que no quiera sufrir que se mire en este espejo yo no más doy el consejo por si lo quieren seguir Si estás próximo a perder no lo dejes pa` mañana pues no sabes lo que gana el que pierde a una mujer
If I'd Only Come And Gone Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show; Tompall Glaser; Earl Scruggs
If I'd only come and gone The way I'd always done With summer girls before Shared one night with you And never reached for more Then we wouldn't face this long And painful righting of the wrong If I'd only come and gone
If I hadn't stayed so long But merely parked my dusty boots Outside your door Tracked no footprints 'cross Your polished hardwood floor I'd have left you in your doorway Smilin' drowsy at the dawn If I'd only come and gone
And I'd be on a shinin' silver plane Dippin' into Denver Or on a schooner blowin' down To Biscayne Bay And you'd be safely tucked away Among the pleasure I'd remember 'Stead of lyin' here beside me Fearin' restless thoughts inside me That might awaken with the breakin' Of each new day
If you'd only stopped to read Cold hard words I carved On other bedroom walls And heard the mornin' coffee truths I told 'em all I'd still be on your lips Like some unfinished Half-remembered song You'd have never loved me If I'd only come and gone
Me vine remontando en un hilo marrón del río a la reina del Plata, a no estar mas con los míos era hijo de un pueblo de una simple mirada y un acorde disonante se metió en mi palabra con letra desafinada se durmió en mi corazón
El que pierde la inocencia y la sinceridad es un huerfano solitario que no puede ya cantar el que esconde la sonrisa bajo un arbol sin flor corre el riesgo de estar pálido sin las caricias del sol sin las caricias del sol
Me vine remontando en un hilo marrón del río a la reina del Plata, a no estar mas con los míos cuanto tiempo ha pasado para un día darme cuenta que ha la suerte de nacer en un lugar cualquiera pase lo que pase es mas lindo recordarla y quererla
El que pierde la inocencia y la sinceridad es un huerfano solitario que no puede ya cantar el que esconde la sonrisa bajo un arbol sin flor corre el riesgo de estar pálido sin las caricias del sol sin las caricias del sol
If I'd Been The One Composer(s): Don Barnes; Jeff Carlisi; Larry Steele; Donnie Van Zant Performer(s): .38 Special
I've been lost inside, empty space in my heart And some things never change, no How it hurts me and how it's tearin' me apart And it just goes on and on
Can you read my mind Take a good look at my face Could you take the time Just to stand here in my place
What if I'd been the one to say goodbye, goodbye Could you smile when inside you just wanna cry, look inside Can you read my mind? Oh oh
When I hear your name Feel so cold deep inside Still it's hard to explain, oh What your love meant to me They say time will heal the pain But it just goes on forever
Can you read my mind Have you closed the door on love Can you be so blind Did you think I'd just give up
What if I'd been the one to say goodbye, goodbye Could you smile when inside you just wanna cry, wanna cry What if I'd been the one to say goodbye, goodbye Could you smile when it hurts so deep inside And it never fades away, Fade away
Time can't erase the reasons why Count my mistakes and the heartaches Since you said goodbye
What if I'd been the one to say goodbye, goodbye Could you smile when inside you just wanna cry, wanna cry What if I'd been the one to say goodbye, goodbye Could you smile when it hurts so deep inside And it never fades away, never fades away, no it don't fade away
El Problema Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
El problema El problema no es si te buscas o no más problemas El problema no es ser capaz de volver a empezar El problema no es vivir demostrando a uno que te exige y anda mendigando El problema no es repetir el ayer como fórmula para salvarse El problema no es jugar a darse El problema no es de ocasión El problema señor sigue siendo sembrar amor
El problema no es de quien vino y se fue o viceversa El problema no es de los niños que ostentan papás El problema no es de quien saca cuenta y recuenta y a su bolsillo suma lo que resta El problema no es de la moda mundial ni de que haya tan mala memoria El problema no queda en la gloria ni en que falten tesón y sudor El problema señor sigue siendo sembrar amor
El problema no es despeñarse en abismos de ensueño porque hoy no llegó al futuro sangrado de ayer El problema no es que el tiempo sentencie extravío cuando hay juventudes soñando desvíos El problema no es darle un hacha al dolor y hacer leña con todo y la palma El problema vital es el alma El problema es de resurrección El problema señor será siempre sembrar amor
If I Were Your Woman Composer(s): Gloria Jones; Pam Sawyer; Clarence McMurray First release by: Gladys Knight & The Pips - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
If I were your woman and you were my man You'd have no other woman, you'd be weak as a lamb If you had the strength to walk out that door My love would overrule my sense and I'd call you back for more If I were your woman If I were your woman and you were my man
She tears you down darlin', says you're nothing at all But I'll pick you up darlin' when she lets you fall You're like a diamond, but she treats you like glass Yet you beg her to love you, but me, you don't ask
If I were your woman, if I were your woman If I were your woman, here's what I'd do I'd never no no stop loving you
Life is so crazy, a love is unkind Because she came first darlin' will she hang on your mind You're a part of me and you don't even know it I'm what you need, but I'm too afraid to show it
If I were your woman, if I were your woman If I were your woman, here's what I'd do I'd never no no stop loving you
El Pozo Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Raphael
Tan cerca de mí te he tenido siempre Tan cerca de mí que no pude ver Que eras tú el amor, ese gran amor Que he buscado siempre y no encontré Yo buscaba amor con el mismo afán Que rescata el mar sus olas de la playa Y no lo encontré, y no lo encontraba Porque nunca en ti pensé Hay que aprovechar las horas que perdimos Y recuperar el tiempo que se fue Y querernos más que nadie se ha querido En un sólo día y una sola vez Cómo no pensé que tú me esperabas Ni escuché el amor que había en tus palabras Cómo si eras tú lo que yo buscaba Cómo no lo pude ver Que eras tú el amor, ese gran amor Que he buscado siempre y no encontré
El Porompompero Composer(s): Enrico Macias - Juan Solano
Performer(s): Enrico Macias
Mon cur enfermé dans ta cage Mon cur tu sembles gai Pourquoi brusquement ce langage Qu'as-tu donc à me raconter Dis-moi, dis-moi quel secret te fait battre de joie Dis-moi, s'il te plaît qui tu aim's réponds-moi Comment fais-tu réponds-moi Porompompon! Porom poron, pero, pero, pero, pero! Porom poron, pero, pero, pero, pero Porom, pero, pero pon
Je sais moi aussi qu'ell' est belle Mais toi tu me parles d'amour Si toi tu ne bats que pour elle Moi j'ai peur de souffrir un jour Dis-moi, dis-moi quelles sont les raisons de ton choix Comment es-tu sûr qu'elle m'aime déjà Comment sais-tu réponds-moi! Porompompon! Porom poron, pero, pero, pero, pero! Porom poron, pero, pero, pero, pero Porom, pero, pero pon
Mon cur j'ai reçu ton message Et comprends que dans ta voix Tu veux que je partes en voyage Avec un amour à mon bras Dis-moi, dis-moi que son cur en accord avec toi Est comme un écho qui répond à ta voix Mon cur redoublons de joie Porompompon! Porom poron, pero, pero, pero, pero! Porom poron, pero, pero, pero, pero Porom, pero, pero pon
If I Were A Rich Man (French Version: Si J'avais Des Millions - 1968) Composer(s): Jerry Bock; Sheldon M. Harnick First release by: Zero Mostel - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
Tevye: "Dear God, you made many, many poor people I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor But it's no great honor either! So, what would have been so terrible if I had a small fortune?"
If I were a rich man Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum All day long I'd biddy biddy bum If I were a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work hard Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum If I were a biddy biddy rich Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen Right in the middle of the town A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below There would be one long staircase just going up And one even longer coming down And one more leading nowhere, just for show
I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks For the town to see and hear And each loud "cheep" and "swaqwk" and "honk" and "quack" Would land like a trumpet on the ear As if to say "Here lives a wealthy man"
If I were a rich man Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum All day long I'd biddy biddy bum If I were a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work hard Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum If I were a biddy biddy rich Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man
I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife With a proper double-chin Supervising meals to her heart's delight I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock Oy, what a happy mood she's in Screaming at the servants, day and night
The most important men in town would come to fawn on me! They would ask me to advise them Like a Solomon the Wise "If you please, Reb Tevye..." "Pardon me, Reb Tevye..." Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes! And it won't make one bit of difference if I answer right or wrong When you're rich, they think you really know!
If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack To sit in the synagogue and pray And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day That would be the sweetest thing of all
If I were a rich man Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum All day long I'd biddy biddy bum If I were a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work hard Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum If I were a biddy biddy rich Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man
