Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Dschinghis Khan Composer(s): Bernd Meinunger - Ralph Siegel
First performance by: Dschinghis Khan - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
Sie ritten um die Wette mit dem Steppenwind tausend Mann Und einer ritt voran, dem folgten alle blind Dschinghis Khan Die Hufe ihrer Pferde, die peitschten den Sand sie trugen Angst und Schrecken in jedes Land und weder Blitz noch Donner hielt sie auf
Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan hey Reiter - ho Leute - hey Reiter, immer weiter Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Kahn auf Brüder - sauft Brüder - rauft Brüder, immer wieder lasst noch Wodka holen - ho, ho, ho denn wir sind Mongolen - ha, ha, ha und der Teufel kriegt uns früh genug
Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan hey Reiter - ho Leute - hey Reiter, immer weiter Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan he Männer - ho Männer - tanzt Männer, so wie immer und man hört ihn lachen - ho, ho, ho immer lauter lachen - ha, ha, ha und er leert den Krug in einem Zug
Und jedes Weib, das ihm gefiel, das nahm er sich in sein Zelt Es hieß, die Frau, die ihn nicht liebte gab es nicht auf der Welt Er zeugte sieben Kinder in einer Nacht und über seine Feinde hat er nur gelacht denn seiner Kraft konnt' keiner widerstehen
Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan hey Reiter - ho Leute - hey Reiter, immer weiter Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Kahn auf Brüder - sauft Brüder - rauft Brüder, immer wieder lasst noch Wodka holen - ho, ho, ho denn wir sind Mongolen - ha, ha, ha und der Teufel kriegt uns früh genug
Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan hey Reiter - ho Leute - hey Reiter, immer weiter Dsching, Dsching, Dschinghis Khan he Männer - ho Männer - tanzt Männer, so wie immer und man hört ihn lachen - ho, ho, ho immer lauter lachen - ha, ha, ha und er leert den Krug in einem Zug!
So Hard To Give It All Up Composer(s): Hoyt Axton Performer(s): Hoyt Axton
So hard to give it all up when you have what you want So hard to realize you've been a fool again Sometimes when you take what you want you lose what you love So hard to realize I'm losing you again
Up on the mountain is a motherless son Sometimes he howls just like a wolf on the run We're all just children and we're lost in the woods The woman I love tells me she's misunderstood
And I say so hard to give it all up...
She knew she had me by the look in my eyes She had the power she could sure hypnotize I had been living in a fanciful dream My heart was broken worse than you've ever seen
Portofino Composer(s): Mark Spiro; Jack White Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck; Glen Agritelley; Tony Fontaine
Long ago I used to know where love was found A place in the sun Long before this heart of mine had broken down You were the one But now you're a lonely memory My heartache will never end Though all of those nights are far away I wish I were with you again
Portofino I still remember the sun in your hair Portofino marriage to music that danced in the air Portofino I want you back in my arms 'Cause every time I close my eyes I'm holding you in the dark In Portofino where you broke my heart
I think of your face and still it can take my breath away After so long And though I'll be lonely living for only yesterday I'll get along though now you're a faded memory My heartache will never end This unforgotten melody keeps playing over and over again
Portofino I still remember the sun in your hair Portofino marriage to music that danced in the air Portofino I want you back in my arms 'Cause every time I close my eyes I'm holding you in the dark In Portofino where you broke my heart In Portofino where you broke my heart
The British Soldier Composer(s): Harvey Andrews Performer(s): Harvey Andrews
In a station in the city, a British soldier stood Talking to the people there, if the people would Some just stared in hatred, and others turned in pain And the lonely British soldier wished he was back home again
'Come join the British Army' said the posters in his town See the world and have your fun, come serve before the Crown The jobs were hard to come by and he could not face the dole So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll
For there was no fear of fighting, the Empire long was lost Just ten years in the army, getting paid for being bossed Then leave a man experienced, a man who's made the grade A medal and a pension, some mem'ries and a trade
Then came the call for Ireland as the call had come before Another bloody chapter in an endless civil war The priests they stood on both sides, the priests they stood behind Another fight in Jesus's name, the blind against the blind
The soldier stood between them, between the whistling stones And then the broken bottles that led to broken bones The petrol bombs that burnt his hands, the nails that pierced his skin And wished that he had stayed at home surrounded by his kin
The station filled with people, the soldier soon was bored But better in the station than where the people warred The room filled up with mothers, with daughters and with sons Who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun
A yell of fear, a screech of brakes, the shattering of glass The window of the station broke to let the package pass A scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door Dragging their children crying from the bomb upon the floor
The soldier stood and could not move, his gun he could not use He knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse He could not run and pick it up and throw it in the street There were far too many people there, too many running feet
"Take cover," yelled the soldier, "Take cover for your lives" And the Irishmen threw down their young and stood before their wives They turned towards the soldier, their eyes alive with fear For God's sake save our children or they'll end their short lives here
The soldier moved towards the bomb, his stomach like a stone Why was this his battle, God, why was he alone He lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell To those at home in England, to those he loved so well
He saw the sights of summer, felt the wind upon his brow The young girls in the city parks, how precious were they now The soaring of the swallow, the beauty of the swan The music of the turning world, so soon would it be gone
A muffled soft explosion and the room began to quake The soldier blown across the floor, his blood a crimson lake There was no time to cry or shout, there was no time to moan And they turned their children's faces from the blood and from the bones
The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came To carry off the body of a pawn lost in the game And the crowd they clapped and cheered and they sang their rebel song One soldier less to interfere where he did not belong
And will the children growing up learn at their mothers' knees The story of the soldier who bought their liberty Who used his youthful body as a means towards an end Who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend
Porterville Composer(s): John Fogerty Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival
It's been an awful long time since I been home But you won't catch me goin' back down there alone Things they said when I was young are quite enough to get me hung I don't care! I don't care!
They came and took my Dad away to serve some time But it was me that paid the debt he left behind Folks said I was full of sin, because I was the next of kin I don't care! I don't care!
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo! I don't care! I don't care!
Folks were out one night to put me up a fence And you can guess that I've been runnin' ever since Ain't no one that's 'bout to help, and I'll keep on, I tell myself I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care!
Ain't no one that's 'bout to help And I'll keep on, I tell myself I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care!
Porta Portese Composer(s): Claudio Baglioni; Antonio Coggio Performer(s): Claudio Baglioni
È domenica mattina si è svegliato già il mercato in licenza son tornato e sono qua per comprarmi dei blue jeans al posto di questa divisa e stasera poi le faccio una sorpresa...
C'è la vecchia che ha sul banco foto di Papa Giovanni lei sta qui da quarant'anni o forse più e i suoi occhi han visto re scannati ricchi ed impiegati capelloni ladri artisti e figli di... - e figli di...
Porta Portese Porta Portese Porta Portese cosa avrai di più?...
Vado avanti a gomitate tra la gente che si affolla le patacche che ti ammolla quello là ci ha di tutto pezzi d'auto spade antiche quadri falsi e la foto nuda di Brigitte Bardot... - Brigitte Bardot...
Porta Portese Porta Portese Porta Portese cosa avrai di più?...
Tutti rotti quei calzoni si vabbè che è roba usata ma chissà chi l'ha portata quanto vuoi? Quella lì non è possibile che è lei insieme a un altro non è certo suo fratello quello e se l'è scelto proprio bello ci son cascato come un pollo io...
"A ragà... ma che hai fatto? Ma 'sti carzoni li vòi o nun li vòi?" Porta Portese Porta Portese Porta Portese cosa avrai tu?
Porta Portese Porta Portese Porta Portese cosa avrai tu?
Porta Portese Porta Portese Porta Portese cosa avrai di più? "Fiore de sale l'amore fa penà ma nun se mòre... d'amore nun se mòre ma se sta male..."
Golden Memories And Silver Tears Composer(s): Cindy Walker Performer(s): Jim Reeves
I dream of a golden moon and silver stars When first we met and danced to sweet guitars Music that breaks my heart bringing me dear golden memories and silver tears Golden memories and silver tears are my lonely heart's suvenirs All that you've left me are memories dear golden memories and silver tears
And now dear my golden moon pass and turn to blue And all those silver stars are gone with you Old memory of love bringing me pain oh how sad to love and love all in vain Golden memories and silver tears...
Porque Negar Composer(s): Agustín Lara Performer(s): Javier Solís; and various other artists
¿A qué negar que fue la vida la que nuestras almas vino a separar ¿A qué mentir? es imposible que el corazón pueda sin amor vivir Es natural que mi cariño huérfano de besos busque en donde estar Es natural, lo pienso así, que al fin y al cabo no hay nada en el mundo que te borre a ti
Tu imagen no se aparta de mi pensamiento por diferentes rumbos hemos de seguir Es natural que mi cariño huérfano de besos busque en donde estar Es natural, lo pienso así que al fin y al cabo no hay nada en el mundo que te borre a ti
Tu imagen no se aparta de mi pensamiento por diferentes rumbos hemos de seguir Es natural que mi cariño huérfano de besos busque en donde estar Es natural, lo pienso así que al fin y al cabo no hay nada en el mundo que te borre a ti
So Good Together Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Andy Kim Performer(s): Andy Kim
(Baby we're good together) Yes we're so good together I know it happening but I can't believe it I just love this feeling that's going thru me When you hold me baby I'm all on fire It's a kind of magic what you're doing to me I just want to tell you how good you make me feel If you got a life-time to spare,baby I will If I could only put myself inside you You could see thru my eyes and feel what I'm feeling Then you might just start to understand Why my head is flying and my head is reeeling I just want to tell you how good you make me feel If you got a life-time to spare baby I will (Baby we're good together) Yes we're so good together So if you got a life-time to spare Wo-o-o-o-o-o (Come on baby na-na-na-na-na) Come on baby na-na-na-na-na I just want to tell you how good you make me feel If you got a life-time to spare oh baby I will (Baby we're good together) Yeah yeah yes we're so good together
Porque Cantamos Composer(s): Mario Benedetti; Alberto Favero Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto; and various other artists
Si cada hora vino con su muerte si el tiempo es una cueva de ladrones los aires ya no eran Buenos Aires la vida nada mas que un blanco movil Usted preguntará porque cantamos? Si los nuestros quedaron sin abrazos la patria casi muerta de tristeza y el corazon del hombre se hizo añicos antes de que explotara la verguenza
Usted preguntará porque cantamos
Cantamos porque el rio esta sonando y cuando suena el rio suena el rio cantamos porque el cruel no tiene nombre y en cambio tiene nombre su destino Cantamos porque el niño y porque todo y porque algun futuro y porque el pueblo cantamos porque los sobrevivientes y nuestros muertos quieren que cantemos
Si fuimos lejos como un horizonte si aqui quedaron arboles y cielo si cada noche siempre era una ausencia y cada despertar un desencuentro Usted preguntará porque cantamos
Cantamos porque llueve sobre el surco y somos militantes de la vida y porque no queremos ni queremos dejar que la cancion se haga ceniza Cantamos porque el grito no es bastante y no es bastante el llanto ni la bronca cantamos porque creemos en la gente y porque venceremos la derrota
Cantamos porque el sol nos reconoce y porque el campo huele a primavera y porque en este tallo en aquel fruto cada pregunta tiene su respuesta
Hallelujah First performance by: Gali Atari & Milk And Honey - 1979
Hallelujah, sing a song Hallejuah, we follow along With a simple word of single word He bless the sky, the tree, the bird And we'll fill our hearts with joy Hallelujah
Hallelujah, sounds of love Hallelujah, it's sunshine above Hallelujah, the bells will go ringing And dinging from dawn 'till night Hallelujah
Hallelujah, day by day Hallelujah, don't throw it away Fly and spread your wings, and we'll try Be free again like a butterfly Come along and sing with us Hallelujah
Hallelujah, sounds of love Hallelujah, it's sunshine above Hallelujah, the bells will go ringing And dinging from dawn 'till night Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hand in hand Hallelujah, all over the land Hallelujah, let's strive from the start And sing it with all our heart Hallelujah
Hallelujah, sounds of love Hallelujah, it's sunshine above Hallelujah, the bells will go ringing And dinging from dawn 'till night Hallelujah
Hallelujah, the bells will go ringing And dinging from dawn 'till night Hallelujah
Pornographie Composer(s): Georges Moustaki; Manos Hadjidakis Performer(s): Georges Moustaki
Pornographie amour délice orgie Philosophie d'un monde qui s'ennuie Pornographie l'argent et les yeux brillent On se maquille aux couleurs de la nuit
Je me donne à qui me prend C'est la valse du plus offrant Je me vends à tous les vents Je peut faire semblant
Pornographie Paris Hambourg Manille Démystifie fantasmes et manies Tombent les masques La chair est triste et flasque Dans la bourrasque Des plaisirs interdits
Je me donne à qui me prend C'est la valse du plus offrant Je me vends à tous les vents Je peux faire semblant
Pornographie amour délice orgie Philosophie d'un monde qui s'ennuie Pornographie l'argent et les yeux brillent On se maquille et on se déshabille Pornographie amour délice orgie Philosophie du monde d'aujourd'hui
Pore Jud Is Daid Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Richard Rodgers Performer(s): Nelson Eddy; and various other artists
[Curly] Poor Jud is dead Poor Jud Fry is dead All gather round his coffin now and cry He had a heart of gold And he wasn't very old Oh why did such a feller have to die?
Poor Jud is dead Poor Jud Fry is dead He's lookin' oh so peaceful and serene ([Jud] and serene) He's all laid out to rest With his hands acrost his chest His fingernails have never been so clean
Then the preacher'd get up and he'd say "Folks, we are gathered here to mourn and groan over our brother Jud Fry Who hung hisself up by a rope in the smokehouse" And then there'd be weepin' an' wailin' --- from some of those women --- Then he'd say, "Jud was the most misunderstood man in this territory People used to think he was a mean ugly fella and called him a dirty skunk and an ornery pig stealer [Jud gives him a dirty look] But
The folks that really knowed him Knowed that beneath them two dirty shirts he always wore There beat a heart as big as all outdoors ([Jud] as big as all outdoors) Jud Fry loved his fellow man ([Jud] he loved his fellow man)
He loved the birds of the forest And the beasts of the fields He loved the mice and the vermin in the barn And he treated the rats like equals (which was right) He loved all the little children He loved everything and everybody in the world Only . . . only he never let on And nobody ever knowed it
Poor Jud is dead Poor Jud Fry is dead His friends are weepin' wail for miles around ([Jud] miles around) The daisies in the dell Will give out a different smell Because poor Jud is underneath the ground
[Jud] Poor Jud is dead A candle lights his head He's layin' in a coffin made of wood ([Curly] wood) And folks are feelin' sad 'Cuz they used to treat him bad And now they know their friend has gone for good ([Curly] good)
[Both] Poor Jud is dead A candle lights his head
[Curly] He's lookin' oh so purty and so nice He looks like he's asleep It's a shame that he won't keep But it's summer and we're runnin' out a' ice
Hallelujah ((Adapted from: Hallelujah (by Leonard Cohen) - 1984)) Composer(s): Leonard Cohen; Belinda Meuldijk Performer(s): Rob de Nijs - 2004
Titles In Other Languages: 2008 - Aleluya 2009 - Desatero
Ik hoorde een ontroerend lied dat David schreef en waar God van hield Maar jij zegt, dat muziek je niet kan boeien t begint heel zacht in F mineur naar G en A naar F majeur De Koning componeerde Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
Je geloof, was sterk maar iets ontbrak Ik zag je badend op het dak Jouw schoonheid en het maanlicht Samenvloeiend
Maar je bond mij aan een lantaarnpaal Je brak mijn kroon en schoor me kaal En uit mijn mond stal jij het Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
Misschien begreep ik later pas dat jij nooit echt de mijne was We konden op mijn grond niet samen bloeien En nu kraai jij jouw victorie Is liefde een heel ander lied? Is t een koud en een gebroken Hallelujah?
Halelujah Halelujah
Er was een tijd, in het begin dat jij mij toeliet binnenin Maar nu mag k me niet meer met jou bemoeien
Ik weet nog hoe je mij in je nam de hemel naar beneden kwam Me de adem benam, in een woord Hallelujah Hallelujah
Misschien lees ik het boek verkeerd Maar alles wat ik heb geleerd is hoe liefde soms heel je leven kan verknoeien
Oh, het is geen passie in de nacht geen witte duif die op je wacht maar een koud en een gebroken Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
Porcupine Pie Composer(s): Neil Diamond Performer(s): Neil Diamond; Hugo Montenegro; Truckee Brothers; The Wiggles
Porcupine pie, porcupine pie, porcupine pie Vanilla soup, a double scoop please No, maybe I want, maybe I won't, maybe I will The titti fruit, with fruity blue cheese
Ah, but porcupine pie, porcupine pie, porcupine pie Don't let it get on your jeans, I know it sounds a little strange but you got to eat it with gloves--or your hands will turn green Ah, but porcupine pie, porcupine pie, porcupine pie It weaves its way through my dreams And I do believe I'm gonna have one and leave enough room for dessert chicken ripple ice cream
