Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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From Lover To Loser Walter Kent, Harry Warren Performer(s): Dean Martin
(From lovers to losers, from lovers to losers)
From lovers to losers that's me that's me For your lips aren't willing like they used to be You once were so hungry for my embrace Now goodbye is written all over your face
I'm fallin' from heaven for I know we're gonna part The fall may not kill me but it's bound to break my heart Yes, lovers to losers you made that clear I walked in a laughing but I'm leaving with tears
I'm fallin' from heaven for I know we're gonna part The fall may not kill me but it's bound to break my heart Yes, lovers to losers you made that clear I walked in a laughing but I'm leaving with tears...
You're My Christmas Present Composer(s): Jimmy Beaumont; Joe Rock Performer(s): Jimmy Beaumont & The Skyliners
Ah-ah-ah The tree is all trimmed now The fireplace is aglow And outside quiet streets Are all covered with snow So darling let me tell you On this day of days Baby, you're my Christmas present My Christmas past, my Christmas always
In the night, church bells ring Their message, a cheer And somewhere canvassing Soon Santa will be here And this I swear as into Your warm eyes I gaze Baby you're my Christmas present My Christmas past, my Christmas always
So on this silent night Let me hold you tight And make you know just how good love can be There's no gift of hope And no treasure untold That's as precious as you are to me
The stars twinkle on high Our world is so fine And I wish you Merry Christmas And as you pour the wine For you, this toast my darling As my glass I raise Baby you're my Christmas present My Christmas past, my Christmas always You're my Christmas always
Si Maman Si Composer(s): Michell Berger Performer(s): France Gall
Tous mes amis sont partis Mon cur a déménagé Mes vacances c'est toujours Paris Mes projets c'est continuer Mes amours c'est inventer
Si, maman, si Si, maman, si Maman, si tu voyais ma vie Je pleure comme je ris Si, maman, si Mais mon avenir reste gris Et mon cur aussi
Et le temps défile comme un train Et moi je suis à la fenêtre Je suis si peu habile que demain Le bonheur passera peut-être Sans que je sache le reconnaître
Si, maman, si Si, maman, si Maman, si tu voyais ma vie Je pleure comme je ris Si, maman, si Mais mon avenir reste gris Et mon cur aussi
Mon cur est confortable, bien au chaud Et je lasse passer le vent Mes envies s'éteignent, je leur tourne le dos Et je m'endors doucement Sans chaos ni sentiment
Si, maman, si Si, maman, si Maman, si tu voyais ma vie Je pleure comme je ris Si, maman, si Mais mon avenir reste gris Et mon cur aussi
Si, maman, si Si, maman, si Maman, si tu voyais ma vie Je pleure comme je ris Si, maman, si Mais mon avenir reste gris Et mon cur aussi
You're All I Want For Christmas Composer(s): Seger Ellis; Glen Moore Performer(s): Bing Crosby; and various other artists
Youre all I want for Christmas All I want my whole life through Each day is just like Christmas Anytime that I with you
Youre all I want for Christmas And if all my dreams come true Then Ill awake on Christmas mornin And find my stocking filled with you
(Youre all I want for Christmas) (All I want my whole life through) Each day is just like Christmas Anytime that I with you
(Youre all I want for Christmas) (And if all my dreams come true) Then Ill awake on Christmas mornin And find my stocking filled with you (And find my stocking filled with you)
Girls, Don't Refuse To Kiss A Soldier Composer(s): Karl Davis Performer(s): Karl & Harty
Oh girls, don't refuse to kiss a soldier For you know that he is fightin' for your peace And he is your Uncle Sammy's nephew While you are your Uncle Sammy's niece
Oh girls, don't refuse to kiss a soldier Or a sailor or a big ol' tough marine For they'll show the Japs and old man Hitler The toughest bunch that they have ever seen
Oh, tramp, tramp, tramp, the boys are marchin' Marchin', marchin', marchin' off to war And as you watch them go, you know that many Will never see you pretty girls anymore
Oh girls, won't you let him smell your powder And lay your little head upon his arm For the powder that he smells across the ocean Is the kind that does a fellah lots of harm
I didn't write this little song for money Oh, money isn't what I wrote it for I wrote it when I found that I was drafted I wrote it 'cause I'm goin' off to war
Oh girls, don't refuse to kiss a soldier For you know that he is fightin' for your peace And he is your Uncle Sammy's nephew While you are your Uncle Sammy's niece
You Make It Feel Like Christmas Composer(s): Neil Diamond Performer(s): Neil Diamond; Little River Band
Look at us now, part of it all In spite of it all, we're still around Lovers in love, just like we were Being apart's a lonely sound When people ask how we stay together I say you never let me down And you make it feel like Christmas Even when things go wrong I hear the sound of Christmas in your song All year long Look at the sun shining on me Nowhere could be a better place Lovers in love, that's what we are I reach for that star out there in space 'Cause you make it feel like Christmas Even when things go wrong I hear the sound of Christmas in your song All year long Sleepy we are, but happy together Sounds of forever greet the day So wake up the kids, put on some tea Light up the tree. It's Christmas day Yeah, you make it feel like Christmas Even when things go wrong I hear the sound of Christmas in your song All year long Light up the tree, it's Christmas time
Si L'on Pouvait Vraiment Parler Composer(s): Michel Berger Performer(s): France Gall
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Je te décrirais mes poupées Qui ne sont plus que des chiffons Et je me souviens de leur nom Et les secrets qu'elles racontaient
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Je te décrirais la maison Où mon père m'a embrassée Peut-être plus que de raison Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Je te parlerais des miroirs Qui renvoyaient mes cheveux blonds Qui me faisait m'apercevoir De ce que voulaient les garçons
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Je te dirais comment je l'ai rencontré Comment j'ai changé de famille Tout en restant petite fille Au fond rien n'a vraiment changé
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Je te dirais que je n'ai jamais pleuré Sauf quand je suis très énervée Et qu'il ne sait pas dire qu'il m'aime Ce n'serais pas un vrai problème
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Je dirais que la vie s'est elle-même chargée De me fabriquer un bonheur Dont je ne sais pas profiter Et que mes rêves me font peur
Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler Si l'on pouvait vraiment parler
Et je te demanderais de m'emmener De tout comprendre sans me parler
Givin' Out Of Givin' In Composer(s): Ben Peters Performer(s): Skeeter Davis
Each time that you come dragging in at two or three o'clock You promise you won't stay out late again And every time I take you back but now that's gonna stop 'Cause baby I'm giving out of giving in
There's lipstick on your shirt again and I know it ain't mine Don't try to tell me you've been out with friends The last time I believed you when you handed me that line But baby I'm giving out of giving in I'm giving out of giving in
I'm tired of playing games where you're the only one who wins I've given into you so much the givings almost gone What happens in the future all depends You may come walking in one night and find yourself alone 'Cause baby, I'm giving out of giving in
Yeah, I'm giving out of giving in I'm tired of playing games where you're the only one who wins I've given into you so much the givings almost gone What happens in the future all depends You may come walking in one night and find yourself alone 'Cause baby, I'm giving out of giving in
Yesterday's Christmas Composer(s): Bobby Sherman Performer(s): Bobby Sherman
I can remember the Christmases I've seen By the things that most people know With fresh pine tree smells, songs like 'Jingle Bells' Going for sleigh rides in the snow
The streets of the city became a crystal charm And the dime store Santa Claus appeared And to the children's delight at his upcoming flight The World waited as the hour drew near
Then the day would arrive, much too early for most And the spirit of giving ran high And the new train would roar on the living room floor And the air would fill with hot pumpkin pie
I used to know my Christmases this way I am not sad, but those times are now through Because Christmas this time has been made to be mine Because Christmas this year I'll be with you
Si Lloras, Si Ries
(Adapted from: Se Piangi, Se Ridi - 1965)
(English Version: If You Cry, If You Laugh)
Composer(s): G. Marchetti; Mogol Audio 2; Roberto Satti
Performer(s): Mina
Si lloras, mi vida
yo lloro por ti
porque formas parte de mi
Sonríe siempre
si en tu querer
no puedes verme jamás feliz
Si ríes, mi vida
yo río por ti
porque formas parte de mi
Recuerda siempre
con lo que harás
mi vida toda la llenarás
No estarás solo
aún cuando tu
tu te halles lejos de mi
Cada momento
donde estas
cerca de ti tu me tendrás
Si lloras, si ríes
contigo estoy
porque formo parte de ti
Recuerda siempre
con lo que harás
mi vida toda la llenarás
Si El Amor Se Acaba Me Voy (French Version: Quand Je N'aime Plus Je M'en Vais) Composer(s): Henri Belolo; C. Cantelis; A. Marco Performer(s): Dalida
La rutina no llegará jamás a invadir nuestro amor Y si ves que ya no estoy aquí, deja pues de pensar en mí No te empeñes en llorar y verás que muy pronto me olvidarás Yo soy así Oh ooooooh, así
Si el amor se acaba me voy No vale la pena me voy Si el amor se va me voy con él Odio las mentiras me voy Todo se termina siempre Siempre, siempre digo la verdad
Imagina un aeropuerto espacial y una nave que despega Nadie sabe cuando volverá quizá ya nunca más
Es imposible saber nadie puede alcanzarla en la eternidad Yo soy así Oh ooooooh, así
Si el amor se acaba me voy No vale la pena me voy Si el amor se va me voy con él
Odio las mentiras, me voy Todo se termina siempre Siempre, siempre digo la verdad
Si el amor se acaba me voy No vale la pena me voy Si el amor se va me voy con él
Odio las mentiras, me voy Todo se termina siempre Siempre, siempre digo la verdad
Si el amor se acaba me voy No vale la pena me voy Si el amor se va me voy con él
He Had Refinement Composer(s): Arthur Schwartz; Dorothy Fields Performer(s): Shirley Booth and multiple other artists
If I ever seen a Prince, my Harry was him Always smelled from peppermints, his person was trim His voice was passionate, soulful his face was He never took no liberties, he knew what his place was
He'd say, "Pardon my glove", politely when he shook my hand And he'd pass me the evenin' paper after his soup got fanned He only used four-letter words I didn't understand He had refinement
He would never sit down to the table, but what his shirt was on Or come out of the bathroom drippin' like a dyin' swan Or call a visitor a slob until the slob had gone He had refinement.
One time he said "May I suggest you call a lady's chest a chest instead of her points of interest" Dainty....ain't he?
He was shy and awful modest, 'cause he was so high bred When the wind blew up my bloomers, did his face get red He undressed with all the lights off....until we was wed He had refinement.
He would walk next to the gutter, so I shouldn't get hit With a pillow he'd kill mosquitoes, so I shouldn't get bit Only certain kind exertions for me he'd permit He had refinement
In the water at Coney Island was our first embrace When my water wings flew off and hit 'im in the face He introduced himself before he put 'em back in place He had refinement.
At Luna Park all night we sat Our food got cold, our beer got flat I saw what he was driving at I should've forbid it....but I did it
He had such respect and feelin's all our married life Just the thought that he might hurt me cut 'im like a knife And so he never told me that he had another wife He had refinement
Refinement! A gentleman to his fingernails was he!
Si El Amor Alguna Vez Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Si el amor alguna vez fuera algo más que dos espejos frente a frente o el miedo al tiempo que no vuelve que se escapa, victorioso sin pedir perdón no sería el ave que voló Si el amor alguna vez fuera algo más que encuentro de almas solitarias en el rechazo de ser nada que no es nada sino toda la desolación no sería la más pesada de las cadenas el pozo seco de la tristeza ni la herida que nunca cicatriza Si el amor alguna vez fuera algo más que la necesidad urgente de que los cuerpos se alimenten con los cuerpos perpetuando su contradicción no sería sustento del dolor Si el amor alguna vez fuera algo más que dos verdugos inconscientes jugando al juego de la muerte con la vida que se entrega a la inmolación no sería la más pesada de las cadenas el pozo seco de la tristeza ni la herida que nunca cicatriza
Si Les Femmes Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat Performer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Aux côtés d'Eve Je m'imagine Perdu dans mes rêves Si les femmes Changeaient le monde... De nouvelles valeurs Avant que nos mômes Ne subissent nos erreurs Si les femmes changeaient le monde...
Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent Un peu d'chaleur humaine De la douceur de vivre Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent De nos moments de haine De toutes nos dérives
Ecoutez l'histoire De celles qui donnent La vie et l'espoir Si les femmes changeaient le monde... Elles ont du courage Moins égoïstes et souvent plus sages Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...
Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent Un peu d'chaleur humaine De la douceur de vivre Qu'elles viennent et nous délivrent De nos moments de haine De toutes nos dérives
La violence, c'est tellement banal Et l'argent donne tout les droits L'indifférence nous laisse les mains sales Qui de nous a voulu cela C'est pas vous C'est pas moi C'est pas moi
Révolution douce C'est l'idéal féminin que j'épouse Si les femmes, changeaient le monde... Aux côtés d'Eve Partir en cavale Poursuivi par ce rêve
Si les femmes, changeaient le monde... Si les femmes, changeaient le monde...
Wonderful Christmastime
Composer(s): Paul McCartney
First release by: Paul McCartney - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
The mood is right The spirits up We're here tonight And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The party's on The feeling's here That only comes This time of year
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The choir of children sing their song Ding dong, ding dong Ding dong, ding Ohhhh Ohhhhhhh
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The word is out About the town To lift a glass Ahhh don't look down
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The choir of children sing their song They practiced all year long Ding dong, ding dong Ding dong, ding dong Ding dong, ding dong
The party's on The spirits up We're here tonight And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
The mood is right The spirits up We're here tonight And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time
I Don't Think About Her No More (aka Poison Red Berries) Composer(s): Mickey Newbury Performer(s): Don Williams and multiple other artists
I dont think much about her no more Seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone, its better forgotten Like the poison red berries to die, on the vine
This morning at dawn Lord I pulled into town Had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine Laughing at the good times they remembered Then I remembered a time
Lord I can still see the bright lights back in Dallas As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind I didnt suppose that Id ever forget her And you know it took such a long time
But I dont think much about her no more Seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone, Lord its better forgotten Like the poison red berries that cling, to the mind
With Bells On Composer(s): Dolly Parton Performer(s): Dolly Parton & Kenny Rogers; Michelle Visage
I'll be home with bells on I'll be home with bells on Trim the trees and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on This Christmas I'll be home with bells on
I've traveled around this country crossed the waters deep and wide Made lots of friends and memories brought joy to others lives It's Christmas time again another year has come and gone And I can't keep from wonderin' how the old folks are at home
I'll be home with bells on I'll be home with bells on Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on This Christmas I'll be home with bells on
When the snow is on the meadow and the sleigh bells jingle bright And the kids are singing jingle bells around the Christmas lights As daddy stokes the fire and mama puts the turkey on There ain't nothing going to slow me down this Christmas I'll be home
I'll be home with bells on I'll be home with bells on Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the Christmas music on This Christmas I'll be home with bells on
Si Le Bon Dieu L'avait Voulu Composer(s): Paul Fort; Georges Brassens Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Si le Bon Dieu l'avait voulu - lanturette, lanturlu - j'aurais connu la Cléopâtre, et je t'aurais pas connue J'aurais connu la Cléopâtre, et je ne t'aurais pas connue Sans ton amour que j'idolâtre, las! que fussé-je devenu?
Si le Bon Dieu l'avait voulu j'aurais connu la Messaline, Agnès, Odette et Mélusine, et je ne t'aurais pas connue J'aurais connu la Pompadour, Noémi, Sarah, Rebecca la Fille du Royal Tambour, et la Mogador et Clara
Mais le Bon Dieu n'a pas voulu que je connaisse leurs amours je t'ai connue, tu m'as connu - gloire à Dieu au plus haut des nues! - Las! que fussé-je devenu sans toi la nuit, sans toi le jour? Je t'ai connue, tu m'as connu - gloire à Dieu au plus haut des nues!
Si Chiamava Gesù Composer(s): Fabrizio de André Performer(s): Fabrizio de André
Venuto da molto lontano a convertire bestie e gente non si può dire non sia servito a niente perché prese la terra per mano vestito di sabbia e di bianco alcuni lo dissero santo per altri ebbe meno virtù si faceva chiamare Gesù
Non intendo cantare la gloria né invocare la grazia e il perdono di chi penso non fu altri che un uomo come Dio passato alla storia ma inumano è pur sempre l'amore di chi rantola senza rancore perdonando con l'ultima voce chi lo uccide fra le braccia di una croce
E per quelli che l'ebbero odiato nel getzemani pianse l'addio come per chi l'adorò come Dio che gli disse sia sempre lodato per chi gli portò in dono alla fine una lacrima o una treccia di spine accettando ad estremo saluto la preghiera l'insulto e lo sputo
E morì come tutti si muore come tutti cambiando colore non si può dire non sia servito a molto perché il male dalla terra non fu tolto Ebbe forse un po' troppe virtù ebbe un nome ed un volto: Gesù Di Maria dicono fosse il figlio sulla croce sbiancò come un giglio
