Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sans La Nommer Composer(s): Georges Moustaki Performer(s): Georges Moustaki
Je voudrais, sans la nommer Vous parler d'elle Comme d'une bien-aimée D'une infidèle Une fille bien vivante Qui se réveille A des lendemains qui chantent Sous le soleil
C'est elle que l'on matraque Que l'on poursuit que l'on traque C'est elle qui se soulève Qui souffre et se met en grève C'est elle qu'on emprisonne Qu'on trahit qu'on abandonne Qui nous donne envie de vivre Qui donne envie de la suivre Jusqu'au bout, jusqu'au bout
Je voudrais, sans la nommer Lui rendre hommage Jolie fleur du mois de mai Ou fruit sauvage Une plante bien plantée Sur ses deux jambes Et qui trame en liberté Ou bon lui semble
C'est elle que l'on matraque Que l'on poursuit que l'on traque C'est elle qui se soulève Qui souffre et se met en grève C'est elle qu'on emprisonne Qu'on trahit qu'on abandonne Qui nous donne envie de vivre Qui donne envie de la suivre Jusqu'au bout, jusqu'au bout
Je voudrais, sans la nommer Vous parler d'elle Bien-aimée ou mal aimée Elle est fidèle Et si vous voulez Que je vous la présente On l'appelle Révolution Permanente!
C'est elle que l'on matraque Que l'on poursuit que l'on traque C'est elle qui se soulève Qui souffre et se met en grève C'est elle qu'on emprisonne Qu'on trahit qu'on abandonne Qui nous donne envie de vivre Qui donne envie de la suivre Jusqu'au bout, jusqu'au bout
Love Has Brought Him Here Composer(s): Bob Carpenter; Tom Kell Performer(s): The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
In the crowded streets of this desert town Ive heard the rumor going round But it doesnt seem the time or place For a savior child to bring his grace Theres too much trouble, greed and tears Who could greet him, conscience clear? And who among us would believe Till the trumpets sound his song That the promised one has come
Then a star came out and the cattle low And the street turned bright with a mangers glow I thought I heard the message clear that love has brought Him here
Who are these people, peasant poor Who sit inside the stable door Where is the sense in such a choice What have we waited for Seems a King should have much more
Then the star turned bright and the mother smiled At this gift of life her precious child I saw right then the message clear that love has brought Him here
Then the star came out and the cattle low And the street shone bright with a mangers glow And this old world will one day know the love thats brought Him here The love thats brought Him here The love thats brought Him here
Oh Sankofa, high on the Heavens you soar My soul is soon to follow you, back to yesterday's moon will it remember me? Back to yesterday's sun, It will rekindle me Rekindle the spirit into tomorrow and high on the wind Sankofa flies again and again
Oh Sankofa, high on the Heavens you soar My soul is soon to follow you, back to yesterday's moon will it remember me? Back to yesterday's sun, It will rekindle me Rekindle the spirit into tomorrow and high on the wind Sankofa flies again and again
Oh Sankofa, high on the Heavens you soar My soul is soon to follow you, back to yesterday's moon will it remember me? Back to yesterday's sun, It will rekindle me Rekindle the spirit into tomorrow and high on the wind Sankofa flies again and again
Looking For Christmas Composer(s): Clint Black Performer(s): Clint Black
Im looking for christmas, Ive gotta find Christmas, flying back in my mind Does anyone know of this christmas, a long ago christmas Sleigh bells ringing, carolers singing Only bringing the long traveled message of love
Im looking for christmas, in time for this Christmas, a day far and away And could a star show me christmas, The town of old christmas Where truth is ringing, a virgins Bringing the newborn king and the Lords own messiah of love
And I close my eyes and Im kneeling there in the stall, And could I be the wine man, sharing his wisdom, Creating a kingdom for all
Im looking for christmas, I know Ill find christmas Imparted right from the start And everyone knows of this christmas The very first christmas Where christ is guiding, all with tidings Still his light is residing here in us all
And I close my eyes, and a thousand lifetimes recall Arent we all wise magi, sharing his wisdom, Creating a kingdom As born on this christmas and each christmas day We are sharing his wisdom creating a kingdom As born on this christmas and each Christmas day that shall fall
Sanguine Composer(s): Jacques Prévert; Henri Crolla Yves Montand; Bob Castella; Jacques Prévert
La fermeture éclair a glissé sur tes reins Et tout l'orage heureux de ton corps amoureux Au beau milieu de l'ombre a éclaté soudain Et ta robe en tombant sur le parquet ciré N'a pas fait plus de bruit Qu'une écorce d'orange Tombant sur un tapis Mais sous nos pieds Ces petits boutons de nacre Craquaient comme des pépins Ô Sanguine joli fruit! La pointe de ton sein A tracé tendrement La ligne de ma chance Dans le creux de ma main. Sanguine, joli fruit Soleil de nuit
Lonely This Christmas Composer(s): N. Chinn; M. Chapman Performer(s): Mud
Try to imagine a house that's not a home Try to imagine a christmas all alone That's where I'll be Since you left me
My tears would melt the snow What can I do Without you I've got no place, no place to go
It'll be lonely this christmas Without you to hold It'll be lonely this christmas Lonely and cold It'll be cold so cold Without you to hold This christmas
Each time I remember the day you went away And how I would listen to things you have to say I just break down, as I look around And the only things I see Are emptiness and loneliness And an unlit christmas Tree
It'll be lonely this christmas Without you to hold It'll be lonely this christmas Lonely and cold It'll be cold so cold Without you to hold This christmas
You remember last year, when you and I were together We never thought there'd be an end And I remember looking at you then And I remember thinking that christmas must have been made for us Cause darlin' this is the time that you really need love When it means so very very much
It'll be lonely this christmas Without you to hold It'll be lonely this christmas Lonely and cold It'll be cold so cold Without you to hold This christmas
Sangue E Pudins Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner; Abel Silva Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Não quero saber quem sou Morro de medo Nem quero saber aonde vou É muito cedo Talvez se eu arrancasse De minha língua o sinal Talvez se eu inventasse O juízo final Talvez se eu prometesse Sangue e pudins Ou se eu costurasse A roupa dos querubins
Mas o que eu quero saber É o que apronta Esse lado do teu rosto E o que faz o sossego morar No que está posto Não guardo segredo Mas sou bem secreto É que eu mesmo não acho A chave de mim
När ödet gjorde slut på sagan Grät jag som alla andra barn Nattens stjärna lyste svag Ingen morgondag för evigt
Jag gömde mig i sorg och klagan Tills nån slog an en välkänd ton I en sång jag gav till dig Så kommer du till mig som förut
Sången föder dig tillbaka Minnen slår ut i blom Jag ser en kort sekund ditt leende Ett ljus när världen känns tom. Sången föder dig tillbaka Och allt vi gav varann Den tänder fjärran sköna bilder Av tider som försvann
Varm vänskap ger oss ljuva minnen Dom som blir kvar går mest i dur Formar sig till harmoni Och blir en symfoni av tankar
Sången föder dig tillbaka Minnen slår ut i blom Jag ser en kort sekund ditt leende Ett ljus när världen känns tom. Sången föder dig tillbaka Och allt vi gav varann Den tänder fjärran sköna bilder Av tider som försvann
Den tänder fjärran sköna bilder Av tider som försvann
Sang Pour Sang Composer(s): Eric Chemouny; David Hallyday Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
J'ai pas toujours trouvé les mots Pour bercer tes rêves d'enfant Ensemble on est devenu grand
De bons points en double zéro Paralysés par tant d'amour On s'apprivoise au jour le jour
J'ai jamais su trouver les gestes Qui pouvaient soigner tes blessures Guider tes pas vers le futur
À tous les signaux de détresse Dis, comment j'aurais pu faire face Pris entre le feu et la glace
Au delà de nos différences Des coups de gueule des coups de sang À force d'échanger nos silences Maintenant qu'on est face à face On se ressemble sang pour sang
Comme si les battements de nos curs Etaient sûr la même longueur d'ondes Les lignes de nos mains se confondent
Tu me renvoies comme un miroir Mes doutes et mes éclats de rires La promesse d'un autre avenir
Peu importe si la vie menace Ce qui reste en nous d'innocent Puisqu'on se comprend à présent
Peu à peu la douleur s'efface On en garde plus qu'une trace Comme une offense au temps qui passe
Au-delà de nos différences Des coups de gueule des coups de sang A force d'échanger nos silences Maintenant qu'on est face à face On se ressemble sang pour sang
Au-delà de nos différences A force d'échanger nos silences Maintenant qu'on est face à face On se ressemble sang pour sang
Tous les deux sang pour sang Tout les deux sang pour sang Oui, sang pour sang
Little Toy Trains (aka Old Toy Trains)
(French Version: Petit Garçon - 2000)
Composer(s): Roger Miller
First recording/First release by: Roger Miller - 1967
Covered by: The Forester Sisters - 1987
and multiple other artists
Little toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums, comin' from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed
Close your eyes, listen to the skies All is calm, all is well Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' little toy trains and little toy tracks Little toy drums, comin' from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed
So, close your eyes and listen to the skies All is calm, all is well Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' little toy trains and little toy tracks Little toy drums, comin' from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed
Hey, girl, with sunlight in your hair (wo-o-o-oh) It hurts me so to see you standing there (wo-o-o-oh) O-O-Oh Sandy, you laugh and run away You just don't care
Your kiss was warmer than the sun (wo-o-o-oh) And I can't forget all the things we've done (wo-o-o-oh) O-0-Oh Sandy, do you remember when I was the one?
You've been around since That new boy who found you Took you uptown So far from me
But someday, you're good times will be through (wo-o-o-oh) And I know just what you're gonna do (wo-o-o-oh) You'll come back, Sandy; you know I'll still be here Waiting for you
Little Sandy Sleighfoot Composer(s): Jim Savarino Crane Performer(s): Jimmy Dean
His name is Sandy Sleighfoot And oh so sad was he For though he stood just 4 feet tall His feet were 3 feet 3 He tried to help make Santa's toys But with his feet so long He'd trip and fall and break them all Just every thing went wrong
Now little Sandy Sleighfoot Don't you feel so blue Even with your feet so long God has a place for you The other kids made fun of him They laughed at him with glee
But Sandy Sleighfoot learned one day Without skis he could ski So when the night 'fore Christmas Eve The reindeer stable burned He skied down hill and saved the deer By remembering what he'd learned
Now everybody loves him And Santa Loves him, too And ever since on Christmas eve He's helped bring gifts to you
Sandy Composer(s): Terry Fell Performer(s): Larry Hall
Sandy, Sandy Took every sweet thing like sugar and spice Ice cream and candy, everything nice They put it together, they gave it a name Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy
Her eyes are like heaven, her lips are devine Young love is tender, gentle and kind And everywhere I go, there you will find Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy
Took every sweet thing like sugar and spice Ice cream and candy, everything nice They put it together, they gave it a name Oh Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy Sandy, Sandy, Sandy Sandy, Sandy
Little Saint Nick
Composer(s): Brian Wilson; Mike Love
First release by: The Beach Boys - 1963
Well way up north were the air get cold There's a tale about Christmas that we've all been told About a real famous guy all dressed up in red And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled He's little Saint Nick Oh he's a little Saint Nick Just a little bobsled we call it old Saint Nick And she'd rock a toboggan with a four-speed stick She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel And when Santa gives the gas, man just watch her peel She's little Saint Nick Little Saint Nick
Run, run reindeer Run, run reindeer Run, run reindeer Run, run reindeer
He don't miss no one
Now he's haulin' through the snow at a frightening speed And a half a dozen reindeer with Rudy the lead Well he's gotta wear shades 'cause the snow really flies And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise He's little Saint Nick He's little Saint Nick Merry Christmas Christmas comes this time each year Merry Christmas Christmas comes this time each year Merry Christmas, Yeah Merry Christmas Christmas comes this time each year He's little Saint Nick Merry Christmas
Sandy Composer(s): Louis St. Louis; Scott Jared Simon First release by: John Travolta - 1978
Stranded at the drive in, branded a fool what will they say Monday at school? Sandy, can't you see, I'm in misery We made a start, now we're apart there's nothin' left for me Love has flown all alone I sit and wonder why-y-y oh why you left me, oh Sandy Oh Sandy, maybe someday, when highschool is done Somehow, someway, our two worlds will be one In heaven forever and ever we will be oh please say you'll stay, oh Sandy Sandy my darlin', you hurt me real bad you know it's true But baby, you gotta believe me when I say I'm helpless without you Love has flown all alone, I sit, I wonder why-y-y oh why you left me, oh Sandy Sandy Sandy, why-y-y-y oh Sandy
Little Red Riding Hood's Christmas Tree Composer(s): E. Dawson; D. Donez; A. Donnelly Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney
All the quaint little folks from Storybook Land Are happy as they can be Cuz theyll all be there and they all will share Little Red Riding Hoods Christmas Tree
For Little Boy Blue theres a silver horn To call the cows from the fields of corn For Merry King Cole theres a pipe and bowl On Little Red Riding Hoods Christmas Tree
A mama doll for Little Bo Peep To take the place of her little lost sheep For Pussy in the Well, theres something swell On Little Red Riding Hoods Christmas Tree
For Cinderella theres a beautiful dress A bracelet, and a ring Hi Diddle Diddle, the cat will play the fiddle Four and twenty blackbirds are gonna sing
(Theres a) A magic pail for Jack and Jill They can fall downhill and the water wont spill For Goldilocks, theres a music box On Little Red Riding Hoods Christmas Tree
