Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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If Leaving Me Is Easy Composer(s): Phil Collins First release by: Phil Collins - 1981
I read all the letters, I read each word that you've sent to me And though it's past now, and the words start to fade All the memories I have still remain
I've kept all the pictures, but I hide my feelings so no-one knows Oh sure my friends all come round, but I'm in a crowd on my own It's 'cos you're gone now, but your heart, still remains And it'll be here if you come again
You see, I'd heard the rumours, I knew before you let me know But I didn't believe it, not you No you would not let me go Seems I was wrong, but I love, I love you the same And that's the one thing that you can't take away but just remember...
Qué lindo se ha puesto el sauce a vuelto a reverdecer de nuevo vuelve a crecer como el río por su cauce y hace que mis manos alce hacia el cielo agradecido porque estaba envejecido secas sus hojas sin vida como si una larga herida las fuerzas le había vencido Mas se ve que ha amanecido esta vez la primavera ya no está la enredadera que lo estaba sepultando sus ramas están brotando y el agua fresca del río se ve que lo ha bendecido besandó su ramazón y encendió en su corazón el viejo amor ya perdido Y se lo ve florecido flores son sus ramas verdes su mirada no se pierde como antes en el vacío de nuevo cuelgan sus nidos los pajaritos cantores y antes que el sol condecore con sus rayos su altivez verde el sauce es otra vez el árbol de mis amores Qué lindo se ha puesto el sauce es tan igualito a mí pues yo también florecí y el río vuelve a mi cauce el destino que se esparce dando a cada cual su rumbo como yo andaba a los tumbos de mí se compadeció y aguita fresca me dio en ríos de amor profundo ¡Y hoy somos dos vueltos al mundo mi viejo sauce y yo!
Freaker's Ball Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Dr. Hook
Well there's gonna be a freaker's ball (ha ha) Tonight at the Freaker's Hall And you know you're invited one and all Uh oh
Come on babies grease your lips Grab your hats and swing your hips And don't forget to bring your whips We're going to the freaker's ball (yes)
Blow your whistle, and bang your gong Roll up something to take along It feels so good, it must be wrong We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Well all the fags and the dykes they're boogie-in' together The leather freaks are dressed in all kinds of leather The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you
The FBI is dancin' with the junkies All the straights, swingin' with the funkies Across the floor and up the wall We're freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Everybody's kissing each other Brother with sister, son with mother Smear my body up with butter And take me to the freaker's ball
Pass that roach please, and pour the wine I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine I'm gonna boogie 'til I'm cold blind Freakin' at the freaker's ball
White ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones Necrophiliacs looking for dead ones The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you
Everybody ballin' in batches Pyromaniacs strikin' matches I'm gonna itch me where it scratches Freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
We're at a ball We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
El Sagrado Perfume Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Podría incluso prescindir del intenso milagro que supone descifrar el Sagrado Perfume de los planetas... pero nunca, nunca jamás, del incienso que tu cuerpo despide al cabo de la carne comulgada
If It's You Composer(s): Milton Drake; Ben Oakland; Artie Shaw Performer(s): Dinah Shore and multiple other artists
Sitting by the fireside and dreaming lovely things While I'm waiting for a knock or a precious call Suddenly I'm startled, my heart leaps up and sings As I hear familiar footsteps along the hall
If it's you, when a knock comes at my door If it's you, then I'll rush across the floor But if you're not there the sky falls on my schemes again I close the door and rush back to my dreams again When I'm blue, and the phone rings in the gloom If it's you, there's a rainbow in my room And when someone kneels with someone making vows two If it's me, I'll be in heaven, if it's you
When I'm blue, and the phone rings in the gloom If it's you, there's a rainbow in my room And when someone kneels with someone making vows two If it's me, I'll be in heaven, if it's you
El Rostro Mío Composer(s): Salvador Martínez Flores Performer(s): Javier Solís; Los Pasteles Verdes; Anthony Rios
Yo vi llorar a un hombre ante un espejo por un amor que le negara el cielo sin serlo el hombre aquél parecía un viejo sólo nieve y escarcha había en su pelo
Cobarde por qué lloras yo le dije jamás debes llorar por un desvío después me arrepentí sintiendo frío al ver en el espejo el rostro mío
Después enjugué el llanto avergonzado las heridas de amor iban curando dormido me quedé me estaba ahogando las lágrimas de amor seguían rodando
Cobarde por qué lloras yo le dije jamás debes llorar por un desvío después me arrepentí sintiendo frío al ver en el espejo el rostro mío
Después enjugué el llanto avergonzado las heridas de amor iban curando dormido me quedé me estaba ahogando las lágrimas de amor seguían rodando
If It's Magic Composer(s): Stevie Wonder First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1976 Covered by multiple other artists
If it's magic... Then why can't it be everlasting Like the sun that always shines Like the poets in this rhyme Like the galaxies in time
If it's pleasing... Then why can't it be never leaving Like the day that never fails Like on seashores there are shells Like the time that always tells
It holds the key to every heart Throughout the universe It fills you up without a bite And quenches every thirst
So... If it's special Then with it why aren't we as careful As making sure we dress in style Posing pictures with a smile Keeping danger from a child
It holds the key to every heart Throughout the universe It fills you up without a bite And quenches every thirst
So... If it's magic... Why can't we make it everlasting Like the lifetime of the sun It will leave no heart undone For there's enough for everyone
Without You (Italian Version: Per Chi - 1972) Composer(s): Peter William Ham; Thomas Evans First release by: Badfinger - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, I can't forget this evening And your face when you were leaving But I guess that's just the way the story goes You always smile, but in your eyes your sorrow shows Yes, it shows
Well, I can't forget tomorrow When I think of all my sorrow I had you there, but then I let you go And now it's only fair that I should let you know What you should know
I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore
Well, I can't forget this evening And your face when you were leaving But I guess that's just the way the story goes You always smile, but in your eyes your sorrow shows Yes, it shows
I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore
I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore I can't live, if living is without you I can't live, I can't give anymore
El Rey Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
and multiple other artists
Yo se bien que estoy afuera pero el día que yo me muera sé que tendrás que llorar (llorar y llorar, llorar y llorar) dirás que no me quisiste pero vas a estar muy triste y así te vas a quedar
Con dinero y sin dinero hago siempre lo que quiero y mi palabra es la ley no tengo trono ni reina ni nadie que me comprenda pero sigo siendo el rey
Una piedra en el camino me enseñó que mi destino era rodar y rodar (rodar y rodar, rodar y rodar) después me dijo un arriero que no hay que llegar primero pero hay que saber llegar
Con dinero y sin dinero hago siempre lo que quiero y mi palabra es la ley no tengo trono ni reina ni nadie que me comprenda pero sigo siendo el rey
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...
