Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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So Long Composer(s): John Watts Performer(s): Fisher-Z
When I read your letter I couldn't believe that you'd gone I dialed your number but no one answered the phone I asked your friends to tell me if they knew where you were they said they thought that you were ill
I hired a detective to try and find out where you are he managed to trace you, he said you were living in France a watchman saw you climb into someone else's car and drive off laughing in the night
Why didn't you tell me not leave me this way oooh, you could have told me not waited for so long
I tried to forget you but I find myself walking the street I went to the doctor and he gave me something to sleep I've sent you telegrams but you haven't answered one your mother told me I best leave you well alone I hope you're satisfied, now you've done this thing to me I hope you're pleased with what you've done
Why didn't you tell me not leave me this way oooh, you could have told me not waited for so long
For so long, I never realized just exactly who you were for so long, I never realized the girl I had before for so long, I hope you're satisfied, you won't hear from me again for so long, I hope you're pleased with what you'd done
Why didnt you tell me not leave me this way oooh, you should have told me not waited for so long
Potemkine Composer(s): Georges Coulonges; Jean Ferrat Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si je vous dis un monde Qui chante au fond de moi au bruit de l'océan M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si la révolte gronde Dans ce nom que je dis au vent des quatre vents
Ma mémoire chante en sourdine Potemkine
Ils étaient des marins durs à la discipline Ils étaient des marins, ils étaient des guerriers Et le coeur d'un marin au grand vent se burine Ils étaient des marins sur un grand cuirassé
Sur les flots je t'imagine Potemkine
M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si je vous dis un monde Où celui qui a faim va être fusillé Le crime se prépare et la mer est profonde Que face aux révoltés montent les fusiliers
C'est mon frère qu'on assassine Potemkine
Mon frère, mon ami, mon fils, mon camarade Tu ne tireras pas sur qui souffre et se plaint Mon frère, mon ami, je te fais notre alcade Marin ne tire pas sur un autre marin
Ils tournèrent leurs carabines Potemkine
M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si je vous dis un monde Où l'on punit ainsi qui veut donner la mort M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si je vous dis un monde Où l'on n'est pas toujours du côté du plus fort
Postures (Leave Your Body Behind) Composer(s): Roky Erickson; Tommy Hall Performer(s): 13th Floor Elevators; Chris Thomas
You're moving, keep climbimg You're moving, keep climbimg You're wonderin' (You're moving, keep climbimg) What's on your mind (You're moving, keep climbimg) It's the one keystone people keep trying to find (You're moving, keep climbimg) (You're moving, keep climbimg) The state of mind that puts you there And evolution's everywhere it's creeping back from the affair So leave! Leave! Leave! Leave your body behind Leave, Leave, Leave! Leave your body behind Yes, yes, yes You can always come back To live the desire you want on your track Live the love that gives it's return The higher you're livin', now, the purer it burns So keep climbin' (Ooo, that energy's higher) Keep on climbin' (Your sun catches on fire) Keep climbin' and bathe in the sun The dawns and the darkness Watch, the journey's begun Remember, remember Why can't you remember? Remember that we're fallin' Indifference from the love It's only habit circumstance that fits you like a glove Remember, that we're callin' in every cast to learn It's spoken in the voices of the holy sound you earn You've got to remember, remember You're form' can move You're shape is composed of edges You're form you can move Edges and ridges of your own energy! Your own energy! Your own energy! Just a motion you feel (You're moving, keep climbing) And you're wonderin' (You're moving, keep climbimg) Who searched for this? (You're moving, keep climbimg) Only higher resistant consciousness and bliss (You're moving, keep climbimg) By feeling more love for the sense world you're seeing You raise sense your income and your level of being By finer and finer And finer agreeing you Leave! Leave, Leave! Leave your body behind! Leave, Leave, Leave! Leave your body behind! Yes, yes, yes attention comes back You focus on anchors You have what you lack Live the love each thought form returns Graze in the judgement of the ether that burns! So keep climbin' (Ooo, your energy's higher!) Keep on climbin' (Your sun catches on fire!) Keep climbin' The sun fills so soon And gathers the clouds into a heavenly moon Remember, remember Why can't you remember? Remember we're bombarded The downpour of the word The outside means lock us in so all else seems absurd Remember things regarding Are terminals like you For terminals discharge against each other And balance syphoning through You've got to remember! Remember! You're form' can move You're shape is composed of edges You're form you can move Edges and ridges of your own energy! Your own energy! Your own energy! Just a motion you feel (You're moving, keep climbimg) (You're moving, keep climbimg) And you're body and mind are one (You're moving, keep climbing) Your heart like cool ashes (You're moving, keep climbing) The life sprays through your nippled eyes Like ribbon through your lashes It ripples down with your heart's clear you're mixed in two The poisoned ear The love you feel is love you hear You leave! Leave! Leave! Leave your body behind! Leave! Leave! Leave! Leave your body behind! Remember, Remember, Remember, Remember Keep on climbin' Keep on climbin'
Oliver Composer(s): Anita Skorgan - Philip Kruse First performance by: Anita Skorgan - 1979
(Vil du, vil du ha neste dans?) (Vil du, vil du ha neste dans med meg?)
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver Dans, nå er sjansen din Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver La neste dans, la neste dans bli min
Diskoteket er høyt En tåke av røyk ligger overalt I mengden leter jeg etter deg Fire uker i dag siden vi skilte lag Du er vel lykk'lig nå? Men hvis du går forbi vil jeg si (Vil du ha neste dans?)
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver Dans, nå er sjansen din Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver La neste dans, la neste dans bli min Oliver...
Moteriktig og 'in' Ja, så viktig og fin man kan bli av klær Men nå er klovnen visst ganske trist Ooh... kommer du også hit når kostymet er slitt Og folk ser hvem du er? Da er du på min dør sånn som før (Vil du ha neste dans?)
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver Dans, nå er sjansen din Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver Gi meg en dans, dans med meg nå
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver Dans, ta en sjans med meg Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver La neste dans, la neste dans bli min
(Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver) Dans, ta en sjans med meg Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver La neste dans, la neste dans bli min
(Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver) Dans, ta en sjans med meg Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver La neste dans, la neste dans bli min
(Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver) Dans, ta en sjans med meg Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver La neste dans, la neste dans...
Postman Pat Composer(s): Bryan Daly Performer(s): Ken Barrie; and various other artists
Postman Pat, Postman Pat Postman Pat and his black and white cat Early in the morning Just as day is dawning He picks up all the post bags in his van Postman Pat, Postman Pat Postman Pat and his black and white cat All the birds are singing And the day is just beginning Pat feels he's a really happy man Everybody knows, his bright red van All his friends will smile as he waves to greet them Maybe You can never be sure They'll be knock Ring Letters through your door Hay hay Postman Pat, Postman Pat Postman Pat and his black and white cat All the birds are singing And the day is just beginning Pat feels he's a really happy man Pat feels he's a really happy man Pat feels he's a really happy man
Postman Pat Composer(s): Bryan Daly Performer(s): Ken Barrie; and various other artists
Postman Pat, Postman Pat Postman Pat and his black and white cat Early in the morning Just as day is dawning He picks up all the post bags in his van Postman Pat, Postman Pat Postman Pat and his black and white cat All the birds are singing And the day is just beginning Pat feels he's a really happy man Everybody knows, his bright red van All his friends will smile as he waves to greet them Maybe You can never be sure They'll be knock Ring Letters through your door Hay hay Postman Pat, Postman Pat Postman Pat and his black and white cat All the birds are singing And the day is just beginning Pat feels he's a really happy man Pat feels he's a really happy man Pat feels he's a really happy man
So Little Time Composer(s): Dimitri Tiomkin - Paul Francis Webster Performer(s): Duke Ellington; Nancy Marano
So little time to let you know how much I love you So little time to let you know how much I care And though I try to make believe this love of ours will last forever It's just my heart that I deceive because I know, oh, yes I know
This sad old world when we are gone will go on spinning These very stars when we are gone will shine as bright So hold me in your arms until tomorrow For there's so little time, so little time tonight
(These very stars when we are gone will shine as bright) So hold me in your arms until tomorrow For there's so little time (so little time) So little time tonight
Poster Composer(s): Claudio Baglioni; Antonio Coggio Performer(s): Claudio Baglioni (Italy); and various other artists
Seduto con le mani in mano sopra una panchina fredda del metro sei lì che aspetti quello delle 7.30 chiuso dentro il tuo paletot Un tizio legge attento le istruzioni sul distributore del caffè e un bambino che si tuffa dentro a un bignè E l'orologio contro il muro segna l'una e dieci da due anni in qua il nome di questa stazione è mezzo cancellato dall'umidità Un poster che qualcuno ha già scarabocchiato dice "Vieni in Tunisia c'è un mare di velluto ed una palma e tu che sogni di fuggire via... di andare lontano, lontano... E da una radiolina accesa arrivano le note di un'orchestra jazz Un vecchio con gli occhiali spessi un dito cerca la risoluzione a un quiz Due donne stan parlando con le braccia piene di sacchetti dell'UPIM E un giornale è aperto sulla pagina dei films E sui binari quanta vita che è passata e quanta che ne passerà E due ragazzi stretti stretti che si fan promesse per l'eternità Un uomo si lamenta ad alta voce del governo e della polizia. E tu che intanto sogni ancora sogni sempre, sogni di fuggire via... di andare lontano, lontano... andare lontano, lontano... Sei li che aspetti quello delle 7,30 chiuso dentro il tuo paletot seduto sopra una panchina fredda del metro
Took a while to drag me out of bed Aim some coffee at my head Saw the clock Im running late Its an ordinary day
And Im like a dog on head Knock one out and then fall asleep Its sad but true Id rather be with you Dont you forget about me When youre a celebrity It will be only you and me before too long
So little time so much to do Id rather spend my days with you So little time so much to do Id like to spend one day with you And if that day is not enough Maybe we can stay in touch But Im not making plans for tomorrow For tomorrow never comes Said Ive been celibate for years Not out of chance theres no-one here See I cant get my end away Another ordinary day And Id love to see a little more of you Your clothes would look better on my bedroom floor...bedroom floor
Dont you forget about me When youre a celebrity I know youre busy But we all need somebody - before too long
Du, har stått vid horisonten Du, har tittat mot havet om jorden var rund Men allt som du såg va en båt som försvann I dimman som rullade fram
Jag, är inte rädd att flyga Jag, för ovanför molnen står himlen på glänt Som jorden och månen vi dras till varann Men håll mig så hårt som du kan Jag känner mig som en
Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit högt upp i det blå Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå Åh, vad världen är liten ändå (Högt i det blå)
Vi, har gått omkring på jorden Vi, har dragit vår frihet på släp överallt Och solen har värmt oss, men när den går ner Behöver jag värmen du ger Åh, jag känner mig som en
Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit högt upp i det blå Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå Åh, vad världen är liten ändå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit högt upp i det blå Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå Åh, vad världen är liten ändå (Högt i det blå)
Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit högt upp i det blå Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit högt upp i det blå Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit högt upp i det blå Satellit, satellit, Oooh... som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå
Are you trying to say okole maluna? Oh is that it? Like bottoms up? Yeah Like in cheers? Yeah Huh, yeah okole maluna
Alohhhhaaaaaa!
I turn on the TV it messes with my head There's too many crazies on the streets With guns for shooting drugs for tooting mobile phones and high polluting cars Seems like a waste of time to me So sit me down at a luau, I wanna go but I don't know how See those palm trees a swayin' When I get there I'll know I'll be stayin'
If I never come back I'll be on a beach where no-one can find me And if I never come back send me a postcard to Hawaii
The country life just bores me it's full of old rock stars The south of France is pretty much the same All those wanna-be's and should-have-been and could-have-been contenders Seems like a dull place to me
I wanna go where the sun always shines and the water is blue Fill me up with Hawaiian love so I can send it on back to you
Back when be was a swingin thing me never know much better Me used to fly right past Hawaii on my way to Jamaica One day me wake up when me see the hips a swayin' And if you want to find me it's with Hawaiian girls me are playing
So Ist Eben Hollywood (Adapted from: Say Goodbye To Hollywood - 1976) Composer(s): Billy Joel; Michael Kunze Performer(s): Helena Vondrácková - 1979
Howie fährt in einem Cabriolet, weiss wie Schnee Auf dem Sunset Boulevard Zwar hat er den Wagen bloss ausgeliehen Doch in ihm fühlt er sich als Superstar
So ist eben Hollywood, alles ist Fassade So ist eben Hollywood, nur ein Film in Farbe
Johnny sagt, er sei Musikproduzent, ein Talent Das erkenne er sofort Morgen fräst er wieder in der Fabrik Stück für Stück schwarze Scheiben im Akkord
So ist eben Hollywood, alles ist Fassade So ist eben Hollywood, nur ein Film in Farbe
Jeder ist je dein Freund, doch in der Not Lässt jeder dich alleine Du suchst etwas das bleibt Doch alles was du dir finden kannst sind Träume Nur Träume
Billy ist braun gebrannt, ein Kerl wie ein Baum Und die Frauen sehen in ihm ein Ideal Dabei wissen seine Freunde schon lang Diesem Mann sind die Frauen ganz egal
So ist eben Hollywood, alles ist Fassade So ist eben Hollywood, nur ein Film in Farbe
Jeder ist je dein Freund, doch in der Not Lässt jeder dich alleine Du suchst etwas das bleibt Doch alles was du dir finden kannst sind Träume Nur Träume
Howie fährt in einem Cabriolet, weiss wie Schnee Auf den Sunset Boulevard Zwar hat er den Wagen bloss ausgeliehen Doch in ihm fühlt er sich als Superstar
So ist eben Hollywood, alles ist Fassade So ist eben Hollywood, nur ein Film in Farbe
Postales Del Alma Composer(s): Abonizio; Vitale; Gonzalez Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Nací de noche casi maullando como los gatos del arrabal La luna en fuego y las tres Marias que me cantaban "no llores màs" El sueño grande, la casa chica bramaba cerca el ferrocarril
Grillos y sapos, lechuzas tuertas fueron la orquesta que dirigì Cayeron lluvias de agua y de balas salvé la vida porque hubo un dios Silbé las letras y a mi guitarra el encordado se le enlutò
Hoy canto algunas cantando aquellas Canto por nadie, canto por vos Postales mìas del alma viva fotografiando lo que yo soy Una canción de cuna a transistores folclore, tango y el locutor Mitad "Spiker" y mitad fantasma una postal del alma era su voz Pero un sonido alucinatorio mi dormitorio electrificó Y el barrio entero bailó esa noche la chacarera de otra nación
Y en esa esquina de nombre antiguo mi luna silba en el callejòn Las tres Marias ya se casaron y oyen por radio la evocaciòn Tienen maridos con vìas làcteas y una familia tan estelar Polvo de estrellas que hoy me titila sobre el costado de esta postal Mezclamos vino en un mismo vaso mi hijo hoy canta como un violín Nana de cuna sin transistores es la mejor canciòn que escribí
Colorado Composer(s): Rob Bolland - Gerard Cox - Ferdi Bolland First performance by: Xandra - 1979
Oh, oh, Colorado Vlieg met me mee naar Colorado Oh, oh, Colorado Over de zee naar Colorado Oh, oh, Colorado
De dollar is nu niet meer zo duur Ga je mee de oversteek aken Naar een leven vol van avontuur De rivieren zitten vol vis Met een wilde beer op de foto Colorado, Colorado
Oh, oh, Colorado Vlieg met me mee naar Colorado Oh, oh, Colorado Over de zee naar Colorado Oh, oh, Colorado
Kopen snel een tweedehands paard Samen heel de dag in het zadel Denk aan de benzine die je spaart In de sterrennacht bij het vuur In je armen lig ik te dromen Colorado, Colorado
Oh, oh, Colorado Vlieg met me mee naar Colorado Oh, oh, Colorado Over de zee naar Colorado Oh, oh, Colorado
So Into You Composer(s): Buddy Buie - Dean Daughtry - Robert Nix First release by: Atlanta Rhythm Section - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
When you walked into the room There was voo doo in the vibes Captured by your style But I could not catch your eyes Now I stand here helplessly Hoping you'll get into me
I am so into you I can't think of nothing else I am so into you I can't think of nothing else
Thinking how it's going to be Whenever I get you next to me It's gonna be good don't you know From your head to your toe Gonna love you all over, over and over Me into you, you into me, me into you I'm so into you I'm so into you ooh
Now I stand here helplessly Hoping you'll get into me I am so into you I can't get to nothing else I am so into you I can't get to nothing else No no no come on baby I'm so into you Love the things you do
Listen baby Driving me crazy Come on baby I'm so into you Love the things you do I'm so into you
J'ai Déjà Vu Ça Dans Tes Yeux Composer(s): Jean Renard First performance by: Jeane Manson - 1979
Un grand bateau qui s'éloigne Vers un horizon de ciel bleu Des ruisseaux courant la montagne J'ai déjà vu ça dans tes yeux Des ciels d'azur ou d'orage Nous main dans la main, silencieux Tous les deux nus sur une plage J'ai déjà vu ça dans tes yeux
Dans tes yeux, je vois le reflet de toute ma vie Ma vie qui s'en va irrésistiblement vers un bonheur infini
Oh... Combien d'hivers à croire Que demain tu vas t'en aller? Mais attends un peu ma victoire Et je te promets un été
Un tout petit coin de terre Deux ou trois enfants au milieu Nous, assis sur un banc de pierre J'ai déjà vu ça dans tes yeux Un tout petit coin de terre Sous un grand morceau de ciel bleu Nous, assis sur un banc de pierre Et nous vieillirons tous les deux
Tous les deux, tous les deux Tous les deux, si tu veux
