Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Un Blodymary First performance by: Las Ketchup - 2006
Un Bloody Mary, por favor
Juro por Dios que no quise Pero está pegao Todo fue limpio y certero Yo era la otra, la tonta, será pringao Chulito de medio pelo Maravillosa me puse Lo he dejado tirao Chico Martini perverso Mucha palabra de lava tiene el desgraciao Pero éste a mí no me engaña
Puedo ser de barrio bajo underground Pero mi corazón se te ha declarao Duty free, duty free, duty free Un Bloody Mary, por favor
Paso bailando las horas Él, desesperao en la barra, toma que toma Echa miradas que matan Lo tengo picao Por dentro muere y yo loca
Puedo ser de barrio bajo underground Pero mi corazón se te ha declarao Duty free, duty free, duty free Un Bloody Mary, por favor
Hubiera o hubiese habido un buen vacilón Pintaba pluscuamperfecto Pero tu tiempo mira, se terminó La noche empieza de nuevo
La luna cambió de rumbo Y me vi dando tumbos Buscando el ambiente frenéticamente Y mira, que punto que tiene el asunto De nuevo tú y yo, frente a frente
Puedo ser de barrio bajo underground Pero mi corazón se te ha declarao Duty free, duty free, duty free Un Bloody Mary, por favor
Hubiera o hubiese habido un buen vacilón Pintaba pluscuamperfecto Pero tu tiempo mira, se terminó La noche empieza de nuevo
Hubiera o hubiese habido un buen vacilón Pintaba pluscuamperfecto Pero tu tiempo mira, se terminó La noche empieza de nuevo
High Heeled Wheels Composer(s): Tom Verlaine; Richard Hell Performer(s): Richard Hell
High on your heels, your heels are wheels Metal will rattle Buttery leather a whole lot better
Yes your slipper made Jack the Ripper Melt in his belt High heel shoes they kick the blues
Your boots so pink that I can't think Your heels so high oh my we'll fly We'll move so fast won't nothin catch Our high heel wheels, our high heel wheels We'll steer by the stars in our high heeled cars
Got your roots inside your boots zipper goes ripper foot to the floor we're out the door
Your boots so pink that I can't think Your heels so high oh my we'll fly We'll move so fast won't nothin catch Our high heel wheels, our high heel wheels We'll steer by the stars in our high heeled cars
Starry Eyed Composer(s): Mort Garson - Earl Shuman First release by: Gary Stites - 1959
Why am I so starry eyed Starry eyed and mistified Every time I look at you Falling stars come into view
Can it be that am in love With an angel from above I asked my heart my heart replied Yes that's just why your so starry eyed (That's just why your so starry eyed)
When we touch I hear angles sing (Starry eyed) When we kiss I hear wedding bells ring (Starry eyed) Can't explain what I feel inside But I know it's love, true love at last I know why I'm starry eyed Starry eyed and mistified All my dreams are coming true Just because I'm so in love with you
(Starry eyed) When we touch I hear angles sing (Starry eyed) When we kiss I hear wedding bells ring (Starry eyed) I can't explain what I feel inside But I know it's love, true love at last I know why I'm starry eyed Starry eyed and mistified All my dreams are coming true Just because I'm so in love with you
Oh Polly love, oh Polly the rout has now begun And we must go a marching at the beating of the drum Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me I'll take you to the war me love in High Germany
Oh Willy love, oh Willy come list to what I say My feet they are so tender, I can not march away And besides my dearest Willy I am with child by thee Not fitted for the war me love in High Germany
I'll buy for you a horse me love and on it you shall ride And all my life I'll be there riding by your side We'll stop at every ale-house and drink when we are dry We'll be true to one another, get married bye and bye
Oh cursed be the cruel wars that ever they should rise And out of merry England press many a man likewise They pressed my true love from me, likewise my brothers three And sent them to the wars me lad in High Germany
My friends I do not value nor my foes I do not fear Now my love has left me I wander far and near And when my baby it is born and smiling on my knee I'll think of lovely Willy in High Germany
Oh Polly love, oh Polly the rout has now begun And we must go a marching at the beating of the drum Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me I'll take you to the war me love in High Germany
High Flying Bird Composer(s): Billy Ed Wheeler Performer(s): Richie Havens; and various other artists
There's a high flying bird, flying way up in the sky.... and I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by well, she's flying so free and easy in the sky lord look at me, I'm rooted like a tree got those sit down , can't cry, Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues
Now the sun, it comes up and it lights up the day and when he gets tired, lord goes on down his way to the east and to the west, he meets God everyday Lord look at me, I'm rooted like a tree... got the sit down , can't cry, Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues
Now I had a woman, Lord she lived down by the mine she ain't never seen the sun Oh, Lord, never stopped crying then one day my woman, up and died Lord she up and died now....oh lord she up and died now Hey, she wanted to fly and the only way to fly is die, die, die.....
Well, there's a high flying bird, flying way up in the sky.... and I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by well, she's flying so free and easy in the sky Hey, lord look at me, I'm rooted like a tree Got those sit down , can't cry, Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues Got those sit down , can't cry, Oh Lord, I'm gonna die blues Hey, Yeah, Hey, Yeah....
Starrider Composer(s): Al Greenwood - Michael Leslie Jones First release by: Foreigner - 1977 Covered by: Lana Lane - 2006
I stole a ride on a passing star Not knowing where I was going How near or how far Through years of light, lands of future and past Until the heavenly gates Were sighted at last
Starrider, rider, rider Take me to the stars Starrider, rider, rider Show me where you are
Northern lights flashed by And then they were gone And as old stars would die So the new ones were born
And ever on I sailed Celestial ways And in the light of my years Shone the rest of my days
Speed increasing All control is in the hands of those who know Will they help us grow To one day be starriders
Starrider, rider, rider Show me where you are Starrider, rider, rider Take me to the stars
Speed increasing All control is in the hands of those who know Will they help us grow To one day be starriders
High Fashion Queen Composer(s): Chris Hillman; Gram Parsons Performer(s): The Flying Burrito Brothers; Chris Hillman
There's a place everyone of us can go to Maybe you have been there once or twice Where all your friends just look at you and whisper And they want to give you nothing but advice
When you walk in they all know what you're after And the higher that you get the more they'll see In a dark room filled with music, wine and laughter Your eyes keep searching for her constantly
Is it that one in the corner with her eyes filled with tears Or is she the one who's having fun drinking too much beer Every night it's the same sad old procedure The doorman winks at you on your way out
Cause deep inside he knows just what your after And he's got something you can't live without There's nothing new that can be said about dirt And there's nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt
Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen
I Hear Your Heart Composer(s): Andris Sejans - Reinis Sejans - Guntars Racs - Molly-Ann Leikin First performance by: Vocal Group Cosmos - 2006
In a world that is beeping and blaring Growing louder every day I cover my ears But none of the noise will go away (Away)
Sirens, barking dogs Thank God for the one and only sound That turns around and makes it right
I hear your heart whisper to me No matter where I may happen to be, yeah Sending me love and shining it through I hear your heart Can you hear mine too?
I hear your heart whisper to me No matter where I may happen to be, yeah Sending me love and shining it through I hear your heart Can you hear mine too?
Oh... as sensitive people we're trampled Almost everywhere we go There are days (when we will die) when we'll die If one more stranger tells us no
So I hope your shadows melt away As you say they've done before Just like the one and only sound That turns around for me once more
I hear your heart whisper to me No matter where I may happen to be Sending me love and shining it through I hear your heart Can you hear mine too?
I hear your heart (I hear your heart) Whisper to me (Whisper to me) No matter where I may (Where I may) Happen to be (Happen to be) Sending me love (Sending me love) And shining it through (And shining it through) I hear your heart Can you hear mine too?
I hear your heart Mine too I hear your heart
A violin on a summer night On a full moon mountaintop Couldn't sound as sweet as you do Don't stop, don't stop
I hear your heart (I hear your heart) Whisper to me (Whisper to me) No matter where I may (Where I may) Happen to be (Happen to be) Sending me love (Sending me love) And shining it through (And shining it through) I hear your heart (Your heart) Can you hear mine too?
I hear your heart (I hear your heart) Whisper to me (Whisper to me) No matter where I may (Where I may) Happen to be (Happen to be) Sending me love (Sending me love) And shining it through (And shining it through) I hear your heart Can you hear mine too?
High Cotton Composer(s): Roger Murrah; Scott Anders Performer(s): Alabama; Dark One Lite; Bobby Osborne
We didn't know that times were lean Around our home the grass was green It didn't seem like things were all that bad I bet we walked a thousand miles Choppin' cotton and pushin' plows And learnin' how to give it all we had
As life went on and years went by I saw the light in daddy's eyes And felt the love in mama's hands They kept us warm and kept us fed Taught us how to look ahead Now lookin' back, I understand
We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced
When Sunday mornings rolled around We dressed up in hand-me-downs Just in time, together with the church Sometimes I think how long it's been And how it impressed me then It was the only day my daddy wouldn't work
We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced
We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced
We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced
Starman ((Adapted from: Starman (by David Bowie) - 1972)) (Finnish Version: Muukalainen - 1973) Composer(s): David Bowie - Seu Jorge Performer(s): Seu Jorge - 2004
A lua inteira agora e um manto negro O fim das vozes no meu radio Sao quatro ciclos no escuro deserto do ceu Quero um machado pra quebrar o gelo Quero acordar do sonho agora mesmo Quero uma chance de tentar viver sem dor
Sempre estar la, e ver ele voltar Nao era mais o mesmo, mas estava em seu lugar Sempre estar la, e ver ele voltar O tolo teme a noite como a noite vai temer o fogo Vou chorar sem medo, vou lembrar do tempo De onde eu via o mundo azul
A trajetoria escapa o risco nu As nuvens queimam o ceu, nariz azul Desculpe estranho, eu voltei mais puro do ceu Na lua o lado escuro e sempre igual No espaco a solidao e tao normal Desculpe estranho, eu voltei mais puro do ceu
Sempre estar la, e ver ele voltar Nao era mais o mesmo, mas estava em seu lugar Sempre estar la, e ver ele voltar O tolo teme a noite como a noite vai temer o fogo Vou chorar sem medo, vou lembrar do tempo De onde eu via o mundo azul
High Civilization Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Maurice Gibb; Robin Gibb Performer(s): The Bee Gees
Cryin' in the streets They run for their lives How can you lead them to heaven They don't realize Children of the night How far can we fall That which we say is forever Ain't no time at all
Father and the son Not too young to be old Reach out for each other when The world goes cold Feel so good to be home Are you ready for
(Chorus) My high civilization Are you ready for My high civilization Are you ready for My high civilization Civilization
Everything for us to see The ultimate society
Keeper of the sword You fight for your rights How can you live for the hour When there's no yesterday Dyin' in the streets Your number your name All that which keeps us together Is bringing us the pain
Thunder of the guns Comes the criminal mind Working for the power of The evil eye We are never alone Uncivilized
(Chorus)
New York, Paris, Tokyo Vienna to Berlin Baby don't know you L.A., Rome, Afghanistan Cairo to Iran No city can hold you There's no one in Avalon to show you Minutes into seconds are you ready For the end
Starman Composer(s): David Bowie First release by: David Bowie - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages: 1973 - Muukalainen 2004 - Starman (by Seu Jorge)
Goodbye love Didn't know what time it was the lights were low oh how I leaned back on my radio oh oh Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll 'lotta soul, he said Then the loud sound did seem to fade a ade Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase ha hase That weren't no D.J. that was hazy cosmic jive
There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie
I had to phone someone so I picked on you ho ho Hey, that's far out so you heard him too! o o Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two Look out your window I can see his light a ight If we can sparkle he may land tonight a ight Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright
There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie
Starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie
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High And Dry Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards Performer(s): The Rolling Stones
High and dry well, I'm up here with no warning High and dry well, I couldn't get a word in High and dry oh, what a way to go She left me standing here just high and dry
A minute I was up there standing by her side The next I was down there, well, left out of the ride and High and dry oh, what a way to go She left me standing here just high and dry
Anythin' I wished for I only had to ask her (yep) I think she found out it was money I was after High and dry oh, what a weird letdown She left me standing here just high and dry Alright
It's lucky that I didn't have any love towards her Next time I'll make sure that the girl'll be much poorer High and dry oh, what a way to go She left me standing here just high and dry
High and dry well, I'm up here with no warnin' Yep High and dry well, I couldn't get a word in High and dry oh, what a way to go She left me standin' here just high and dry Well, she left me standin' here just high and dry Well, she left me standin' here just high and dry Hey!
Ze Hazman First performance by: Eddie Butler - 2006
Oh yeah
Ze hazman lehit'akhed im kol haneshama Ze harega, ze hazman, it's now or never Ze hazman lo lefakhed veliftoakh et halev Raise your hands and pray for love together
Betokh libi akhshav ani yode'a Rak ahava tatzit halehava, yeah
Together we are one, oh... Tikva balev ola, hey... I know that we, we can make it if we try Look into your soul, listen to your heart Ohav otakh la'ad
Ze hazman lehit'orer le'olam yafe yoter Im ahava gdola balev laga'at (Ahava gdola balev laga'at) Ze hazman lehitkarev, en od pakhad mike'ev Ohav otakh ad ovdan hada'at
Betokh libi akhshav ani yodea Beguf ekhad nitz'ad (Beguf ekhad nitz'ad) Ani shelakh la'ad, yeah (Ani shelakh la'ad)
Together we are one (Together we are one) Tikva balev ola (Tikva balev ola) I know that we, we can make it if we try Look into your soul, listen to your heart
Bo'i venatkhil kmo yom khadash (Yom khadash) Shuv noge'a bakh, kuli nirgash (Vekuli nirgash) Otzem eynay, khay et hakhalom Ze harega, ze hazman, ze hayom (Ze hayom, veohav otakh la'ad)
(Together we are one) Together we are one (Tikva balev ola) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know that we, we can make it if we try Look into your soul, listen to your heart Ohav otakh la'ad
Hier Is Mijn Hart Composer(s): Ralph Benatar; Nelly Byl Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Kon je maar begrijpen dat een artiest Zich moet wijden aan zijn publiek Dan zou je niet denken dat ik niet van je hou Als ik eens een dag niet gezegd heb tot jou
Hier is mijn hart Hier is mijn hart Hier is mijn hart Hier is mijn hart
Er wordt veel geschreven goed en ook kwaad Want een publiek leven wordt altijd bepraat Maar wat kan het schelen wat men verzint Als je weet dat ik enkel maar voor jou zing
Hier is mijn hart Hier is mijn hart Hier is mijn hart Hier is mijn hart
Hier Encore
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
First release by: Charles Aznavour - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1969 - Yesterday, When I Was Young
1970 - Gestern War Die Welt Noch Neu
1970 - Ieri Sì
1970 - Jo Juce
1971 - Kdy Jsem Já Byl Tenkrát Kluk
1978 - Hvor Tiden Går
2008 - Eeuwig Jong
Hier encore J'avais vingt ans Je caressais le temps Et jouais de la vie Comme on joue de l'amour Et je vivais la nuit Sans compter sur mes jours Qui fuyaient dans le temps
J'ai fait tant de projets Qui sont restés en l'air J'ai fondé tant d'espoirs Qui se sont envolés Que je reste perdu Ne sachant où aller Les yeux cherchant le ciel Mais le cur mis en terre
Hier encore J'avais vingt ans Je gaspillais le temps En croyant l'arrêter Et pour le retenir Même le devancer Je n'ai fait que courir Et me suis essoufflé
Ignorant le passé Conjuguant au futur Je précédais de moi Toute conversation Et donnais mon avis Que je voulais le bon Pour critiquer le monde Avec désinvolture
Hier encore J'avais vingt ans Mais j'ai perdu mon temps A faire des folies Qui ne me laissent au fond Rien de vraiment précis Que quelques rides au front Et la peur de l'ennui
Car mes amours sont mortes Avant que d'exister Mes amis sont partis Et ne reviendront pas Par ma faute j'ai fait Le vide autour de moi Et j'ai gâché ma vie Et mes jeunes années
Du meilleur et du pire En jetant le meilleur J'ai figé mes sourires Et j'ai glacé mes pleurs Où sont-ils à présent À présent mes vingt ans?
Mmm... every night I need mi loca Every night I need her boca Every night I need mi loco Need him crazy just un poco
Hey, loca, give me, give me your boca (Yeah) You're my girl, you're my loca (Can you feel this?) You are breaking my heart Whoa...
Hey, loco, please espera un poco And I'll give you my choco Do you want it or not?
Every time I see mi loca I feel I go crazy un poco (Yeah) She's so sexy, she's so hot Every night she's breaking my heart
Every time I see mi loco I realise he's crazy un poco (That's right) And we keep on dancing all night long With my boy, I will never feel alone
Hey, loca, give me, give me your boca You're my girl, you're my loca (Yeah) You are breaking my heart (Can you feel this?) Whoa... (Can you feel this?)
Hey, loco, please espera un poco And I'll give you my choco Do you want it or not? (Once again now)
If I wanna taste her love tonight Need to kiss her boca one more time I can fly away and reach the stars Every time I drown into her eyes
If I wanna taste his love tonight I just have to hold mi loco tight I can fly always and reach the stars Every time he looks into my eyes
Hey, loca, give me, give me your boca You're my girl, you're my loca You are breaking my heart (Can you feel this?) Whoa... (Can you feel this?)
Hey, loco (Come on) Please espera un poco (Yeah) And I'll give you my choco (Just a little bit) Do you want it or not? Yeah, all right, mi Loco
She's a little bit loco, a little bit cocoa A little bit tall, yo, a little bit small, yo A little Latino, a little Europio A little bit choco, exotic Morocco
She's a good girl, she's a little mean Nice body from the covers of a magazine Eyes like deep green, lips like Angeline The most beautiful girl that you ever seen
Hey, loca, give me, give me your boca (Yeah) You're my girl, you're my loca (Can you feel this?) You are breaking my heart (Come on) Whoa...
Hey, loco, please espera un poco (Come on) And I'll give you my choco Do you want it or not? (Yeah, Connect-R, right on)
Yeah, come on, yeah Love is love Two thousand and six, yeah Connect-R, Arsenium For the next millennium, word Love is love, baby Can you hear me? Can you feel this? Once again
