Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Stay As Sweet As You Are Composer(s): Mack Gordon - Harry Revel First performance by: Lanny Ross - 1934 Covered by multiple other artists
Stay as sweet as you are Don't let a thing Ever change you Stay as sweet as you are Don't let a soul Rearrange you
Don't ever lose The charm you possess Your loveliness, darling The way you say "yes" Stay as sweet as you are Discreet as you are You're divine, dear
Stay as grand as you are And as you are Tell me that you're mine, dear Young and gay or old and gray Near to me or afar Night and day I pray That you'll always stay As sweet as you are
Young and gay or old and gray Near to me or afar Night and day I pray That you'll always stay As sweet as you are
Hiroshima Mon Amour Composer(s): Warren Cann; Billy Currie; John Foxx Performer(s): Ultravox
Somehow we drifted off too far Communicate like distant stars Splintered voices down the 'phone The sunlit dust, the smell of roses drifts, oh no Someone waits behind the door Hiroshima mon amour
Riding inter-city trains Dressed in European grey Riding out to echo beach A million memories in the trees and sands, oh no How can I ever let them go? Hiroshima mon amour
Meet beneath the autumn lake Where only echoes penetrate Walk through polaroids of the past Future's fused like shattered glass, the sun's so low Turns our silhouettes to gold Hiroshima mon amour
La Coco-Dance First performance by: Séverine Ferrer - 2006
Sous les caresses du soleil Entre ciel et mer oublie tes galères Et si la vie te mènes en bateau Laisse toi aller et viens danser Si tas lamour en mille morçeaux Et le cur à plat lbonheur à zéro Jai ce quil te faut pour te soigner Un ptit coup de rein bien balancé Bouge, bouge les mains le corps et les reins Laisse toi bercer jusquau bout de lété Bouge, bouge les mains le corps et les reins Sur la musique pour saimer
Eho coco-dance é upa upa aroha (ého coco-dance cest la musique de lamour) Eho coco-dance é ori aroha (ého coco-dance cest la danse de lamour)
Tahiti aux îles du vent Le sable doré sur ma peau bronzé On est bien plus prêt du paradis Pour aller danser le tamouret Bouge, bouge les mains le corps et les reins Laisse toi bercer jusquau bout de lété Bouge, bouge les mains le corps et les reins Sur la musique pour saimer
Eho coco-dance é upa upa aroha (ého coco-dance cest la musique de lamour) Eho coco-dance é ori aroha (ého coco-dance cest la danse de lamour)
Ta tohara ori i te (rejoingnez nous pour danser) Ta tohara ori i te (rejoingnez nous pour danser)
Stay A Little Longer - 1946 ((aka Stay All Night (Stay A Little Longer) - 1973) Composer(s): Tommy Duncan - Bob Wills First release by: Bob Wills & his Texas Playboys - 1946 Covered by multiple other artists
Can't go home if you're going by the mill 'Cause the bridge' washed out at the bottom of the hill Big Creek's up, Little Creek's level Plow my corn with a double shovel
Stay all night, stay a little longer Dance all night, dance a little longer Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner Don't see why you can't stay a little longer
Sitting in the window, singing to my love Slop bucket fell from the window up above Mule and the grasshopper eatin ice cream mule got sick, so they laid him on the green
You ought to see my Blue Eyed Sally She lives way down on Shinbone Alley Number on the gate, the number on the door The next house over is the grocery store
Grab your partner, pat her on the head If she don't like biscuits, feed her cornbread Girls around Big Creek, 'bout half grown Jump on a man like a dog on a bone
Open your box Open your box Open your trousers Open your thighs Open your legs Open, open, open, open, oooh Open, open, open, open Open your legs Open your flies Open your ears Open your nose Open your mouth Open, open, open, open, oooh Open Open your cold feet Open, open Open, open, open, let's open, let's open the cities Open the cites Open, open, open the world Open, let's open the world Open, open, oooh Open, open, ooh!
Congratulations Composer(s): Þorvaldur Bjarni Þorvaldsson - Silvia Night First performance by: Silvia Night - 2006
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Hey you, lookin' at me, I'm talkin' to you I'm Silvia Night shinin' in the light, I know you want me too Born in Reykjavík in a different league, no damn Eurotrash-freak The vote is in, I'll fucking win Too bad for all the others
So congratulations, I have arrived I'm Silvia Night and I'm shining so bright Eurovision nation, your dream's coming true You've been waiting and waiting for me to save you Wham bam boom
My song totally cool, no yesterday's news It is hot okay, really not too gay I'm coming here to stay Want a piece of me, listen carefully You'll be D.E.A.D. So boys and girls around the world Let's meet next year in Iceland
So congratulations, I have arrived I'm Silvia Night and I'm shining so bright Eurovision nation, your dream's coming true You've been waiting forever for me to save you
(So congratulations, so congratulations) Oh... (So congratulations, so congratulations) (So congratulations, so congratulations) (So congratulations, so congratulations) Whoa... oh...
(Ring, ring, ring) Hello, is it God? (Ring, ring, ring) What's up, dog? It's your favourite person in the world (Ring, ring, ring) Silvia Night (Ring, ring, ring) I'm saving the end of the world See you, bye
So congratulations, I have arrived I'm Silvia Night and I'm shining so bright Eurovision nation, your dream's coming true You've been waiting forever for me to save you
So congratulations, I have arrived I'm Silvia Night and I'm shining so bright Eurovision nation, your dream's coming true Just vote for your hero, that's what you must do I love you
Hippo Stomp Composer(s): Larry Byrom; John Kay Performer(s): Steppenwolf
If I should go astray and say "I lost my way" nobody would know me But if I don't believe I can and still say "Hear my plan" Somebody would follow just because it's free
We're all Hippos rollin' down the river Sometimes we can't touch the ground Like Hippos slidin' in the water Somehow we're stompin' around Now you can see me lyin' down in my swamp Any time I feel disgusted You'll see me do the hippo stomp Hey! Hey! You should try it when you're feelin' blue
If you should go astray and say "I lost my way" nobody will know you But if you don't believe you can and still say "I'm your man" Somebody will follow just because it's free
We're all Hippos rollin' down the river Sometimes we can't touch the ground Like Hippos slindin' in the water Somehow we're stompin' around You stop and watch me while you're out on your midnite romp And I can feel the silent question What the heck is the Hippo Stomp?
Let me answer you and let me tell ya true Just how I feel when I'm down Sometimes I wonder You'll see me stumblin' around But you just point and stare Come on let me hear ya Somewhere there's a voice down inside And when you find it let it teach you how to ask the question "why" Just because we live together We don't have to like each other So please don't fall asleep on me again Nobody, nobody, nobody knows for sure You just might never wake up from the dream Hey! Speak up let me hear ya Let me show you 'round the reservation I know my way around these parts I've lived here long enough Now you can have a taste, an indication Of things and times to come
If you should go astray and say "I lost my way" nobody will know you But if you don't believe you can and still say "I'm your man" Somebody will follow just because it's free
Early in the morning, late at night Somebody seems to know just how this thing work's right 'Cause every time I come around the corner somebody's looking out my door He's been snoopin' like a hound I'll grab his neck and shake him on down
We're all Hippos rollin' down the river Sometimes we can't touch the ground Like Hippos slindin' in the water Somehow we're stompin' around
Stay Composer(s): Narada Michael Walden - Scott Urguhart - James Fischer Performer(s): The Temptations
Ooh ooh mmm mmm yeah hey On, no Na, na, na, na, na, na, yeah ah ah yeah yeah
Just to feel your body, your sensual desire You know my heart goes crazy when your tender lips touch mine Lets explore our love and the candlelight and wine Well leave the world behind, baby
(Girl, do you believe) In the miracle of love (Would you try and see) Im the one youre dreamin of (Baby, close your eyes) Let the fantasy become real Oh, yeah (Will I)
Stay till the mornin, baby, rock me, girl Like I wanna rock you (Like I wanna rock you) (Please) (Stay with me, baby) Stay till the mornin, baby, let me know That you want me too (I wanna rock you, baby) (I wanna rock you, baby)
Can you feel me, baby, cause Im comin from the heart Youre such a sexy lady, ooh, just tell me where to start Ill make sweet, sweet love like you never felt before And give you so much more, hey, hey
(When you need a friend) I will come to you (You just tell me when) Girl, thats all you got to do (Let me be your man) I will be your pleasure (Anytime) Anytime (Anytime you need)
Stay till the mornin, baby, rock me, girl Like I wanna rock you (Ooh, dont you wanna stay with me, girl) (Do you wanna stay) Stay till the mornin, baby (Yeah), let me know That you want me too (Ooh, girl, I want you to stay with me, yeah)
Stay till the mornin, baby, rock me, girl Like I wanna rock you (In the mornin, in the evenin, and all night long) Stay till the mornin, baby (Oh), let me know That you want me too [I want you] (I wanna rock you, baby) (Dont you want me too)
Ill save you from the highest mountain (The highest mountain) Paint the words across the sky (All across the sky) (Ooh ooh ooh ) I cant live without you (You know I cant) I can love you through the day and all night, and all night (Please), and all night Of all the riches in the world, you will forever be my girl (I wanna know)
Stay till the mornin, baby (Baby), rock me, girl Like I wanna rock you (I, I wanna rock you, baby, I wanna know) Stay till the mornin, baby (I wanna know if you wanna stay with me tonight), let me know That you want me too (Girl, rock me, rock me, rock me, and rock me) (You better rock me, baby) (All night long)
Stay till the mornin, baby, rock me, girl (Id rather, Id rather, rather make sweet love to you) Like I wanna rock you (Im beggin you, baby) (Yeah, baby) (Help me, yall) Stay till the mornin, baby (Oh), let me know (Ooh) That you want me too (That you want it too, Temptations sing)
Stay (I want you to stay, oh, oh ) With me, ooh, ooh (I wanna be your lover, baby) Stay (I wanna know would you stay) With me, ooh, ooh (Ill do just about anything youll want me to do, yeah)
Stay (Oh oh oh ) (Stay with me) (Oh oh ) With me, ooh, ooh (Baby, forever) (Baby, forever) (Oh, oh, why dont you stay) Stay (I love, I love everything about you) With me, ooh, ooh
Hippie From Olema Composer(s): Lowell Levinger Performer(s): The Youngbloods
Well Im proud to be a hippie from Olema Where were friendly to the squares and all the straights We still take in strangers if theyre ragged We cant think of anyone to hate
We dont watch commercials in Olema We dont buy the plastic crap they sell We still wear our hair long like folks used to And we bathe often, therefore we dont smell
Well Im proud to be a hippie from Olema Where were friendly to the squares and all the straights We still take in strangers if theyre ragged We cant think of anyone to hate
We dont throw our beer cans on the highway We dont slide a man because hes black We dont spill our oil out in the ocean Cause we love birds and fish too much for that
And Im proud to be a hippie from Olema Where were friendly to the squares and all the straights We still take in strangers if theyre Haggard In Olema, California, Planet Earth
Stay - 1960 (aka Hush Baby Hush - 1995) (Italian Version: Resta - 1966) Composer(s): Maurice Williams First release by: Maurice Williams & The Zodiacs - 1960 Covered by multiple other artists
Stay Just a little bit longer Please, please, please, please, please Tell me you're going to
Now, your daddy don't mind And your mommy don't mind If we have another dance Just one more
One more time
Oh, won't you stay Just a little bit longer Please let me hear You will say that you will
Won't you press your sweet lips To mine Won't you say you love me All of the time
Stay Just a little bit longer Please, please, please, please, please Tell me you're going to
Hippie Boy Composer(s): Chris Hillman; Gram Parsons Performer(s): The Flying Burrito Brothers
I was walking down the street the other day And a sight came before my eyes It was a little hippie boy, I must have been twice his size His appearence typified his strange breed Gaudy clothes, long stringy hair hanging down I'd seen perhaps a thousand in my early trips to town As he walked beside me on down the block I noticed no unpleasing smell He might have been on the weed or even LSD But if he was I couldn't tell So we walked together that way through this neighborhood Finally he turned around to me And he said friend, you know we're a million miles apart But you know something we can enjoy the sunshine and the weather So why don't we put our differences aside And just talk to each other You see this box beneath my arm To you it's plain, it has no charm But to someone dearest to my heart this box has played a tragic part This little one can't tell you himself about his life and how he died But if anyone else could speak for him I guess I'm qualified This boy was in Chicago, he didn't know why he was there He was with his family and friends and he didn't really care You might have been one of those Who saw the struggle there on your television screen The tragic thing is so much else happened That no one else could have seen A stranger handed this boy a dollar to do a simple chore To carry a package to a nearby hotel And when he returned he'd get two more But when he came back he sort of lost his way walking thru the crowd One of them things you ask yourself, how the Lord allowed But when he was found he was like he is now Dreaming sweet and still And in his little hand was a crumpled dollar bill Now you can take that dollar Get four cents on it compound it quarterly at any downtown bank So they can back some hot new tank or atom bomb Well, what I'm going to tell you now, you can stay or you can leave You kind of listened to my story so far but just one more thing It's the same for any hippie, bum or hillbilly out on the street Just remember this little boy and never carry more than you can eat Now could you help us sing this song, please There will be peace in the valley for him now we pray I will think of the little hippie boy that way
Hush Baby Hush ((Adapted from: Stay (by Maurice Williams & The Zodiacs) - 1960)) (Italian Version: Resta - 1966) Composer(s): Maurice Williams - Buju Banton Performer(s): Buju Banton - 1995
Yeah, big surprise I guess you didn't realize the size
Hush baby, hush
Gal I neva know it woulda hurt you so much Natural stuff dash way the stone broke-up the brush Man, well, rough woman no stop, request the wuk Yes, she have fi bawl, fi the pillow
Bedroom destruction, woman, you man a killa Have fi give it up when she see the ragga ragga Wicked on the trigger, man is a good digger Woman a wiggle just a jiggle, a cry you get bigga
Where have you been you jolly bad fellow? Instantly the woman she ketch asthma Who tell the gal fi go unveil the arrow? Ambulance wouldn't come Dem hafi send fi de barrow
Hush baby, hush
Never hesitate to set straight the matter Big man don't have to masturbate Caw wah jus look pon big body pam and Sexy body marcia
The amount a woman in a the world, mi eyes in a drama Girl, a run mi dung just a like a hot lava Holiday a come and every woman want a llama
Face look great and her face, it's a blaster Style is your motto and for fashion you Are the master, so hush, baby
Hush baby, hush
Rain start to fall, your inner nature start to call You need a good soccer player to kick the football Direct free kick, curve it around the defense Ball it, itch-up in a the net, sheet and pillow applaud
Fling weh de lock, not even matter 'bout the draw The door, mek sure it lock with the key Bangarang in the room between you and me
Hip To Be Square Composer(s): Bill Gibson; Sean Hopper; Huey Lewis Performer(s): Huey Lewis & The News; Barry Williams
I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around But I couldn't take the punishment, and had to settle down Now I'm playing it real straight, and yes I cut my hair You might think I'm crazy, but I don't even care Because I can tell what's going on It's hip to be square I like my bands in business suits, I watch them on TV I'm working out most everyday and watching what I eat They tell me that it's good for me, but I don't even care I know that it's crazy I know that it's nowhere But there is no denying that It's hip to be square It's not too hard to figure out, you see it everyday And those that were the farthest out have gone the other way You see them on the freeway It don't look like a lot of fun But don't you try to fight it "An idea who's time has come" Don't tell me that I'm crazy Don't tell me I'm nowhere Take it from me It's hip to be square
Resta ((Adapted from: Stay (by Maurice Williams & The Zodiacs) - 1960) (aka Hush Baby Hush - 1995)) Composer(s): Maurice Williams - Mogol Performer(s): Equipe 84 - 1966
Papa' non lo sapra' maaaaaai e mamma non sapra' maaaaaai nessuno al mondo sapra' che tu, tu sei qui con meeeee-e-e-e-e
Ti prego staaaaaai solo un ultimo momentooooo ascoltamiiiii resta un poco con meeeeee
Papa' non lo sapra' maaaaaai e mamma non sapra' maaaaaai nessuno al mondo sapra' che tu, tu sei qui con meeeee-e-e-e-e
Devi restaaaaaar in quest'angolo di mondooooo dove nessuno mai sapra' niente di-i noooooi
So' che ormai e' tardi ed e' gia' se-e-e-e-e-e-era Dai su' non lasciarmiiiiiii resta con meeeee-e-e-e-e
Ti prego staaaaaai solo un ultimo momentooooo ascoltamiiiii resta un poco con meeeeee
So' che ormai e' tardi ed e' gia' se-e-e-e-e-e-era Dai su' non lasciarmiiiiiii resta con meeeee-e-e-e-e
Devi restaaaaaar in quest'angolo di mondooooo dove nessuno mai sapra' niente di-i noooooi
Ti prego staaaaaai - uoo Ti prego staaaaaai - uoo Ti prego staaaaaai - uoo Ti prego staaaaaai - uuo
Hino De Duran Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Se tu falas muitas palavras sutis E gostas de senhas, sussurros, ardis A lei tem ouvidos pra te delatar Nas pedras do teu próprio lar
Se trazes no bolso a contravenção Muambas, baganas e nem um tostão A lei te vigia, bandido infeliz Com seus olhos de raio-x
Se vives nas sombras, frequentas porões Se tramas assaltos ou revoluções A lei te procura amanhaã de manhã Com seu faro de dobermann
E se definitivamente a sociedade só se tem Desprezo e horror E mesmo nas galeras és nocivo És um estorvo, és um tumor A lei fecha o livro, te pregam na cruz E depois chamam os urubus
Se pensas que burlas as normas penais Insuflas, agitas e gritas demais A lei logo vai te abraçar, infrator Com seus braços de estivador Se pensas que pensas (etc.)
Through My Window Composer(s): Alar Kotkas - Ilmar Laisaar - Pearu Paulus - Jana Hallas First performance by: Sandra Oxenryd - 2006
When life is a road goin' nowhere I'm alone, though you're gonna be right here You're my baby When life is a road goin' somewhere All alone, I have to hold on to go on
I'm lookin' through my window What about the sun you made shine? What about the rain you cried on my pillow?
I'm lookin' through my window What about us? Tell me why I still can't see where's the rainbow
And maybe somebody someday Turns back home, but it's gonna be a long way It's been a long day And maybe somebody someway Highs and lows, it's always the same thing anyway
I'm lookin' through my window What about the sun you made shine? What about the rain you cried on my pillow?
I'm lookin' through my window What about us? Tell me why I still can't see where's the rainbow
I can't find the words, lose my nerve And grass just turns to stone (Grass just turns to stone) When all hopes are high, I have my pride Show you what I'm really like inside
(I'm lookin' through my window) What about the sun you made shine? What about the rain you cried on my pillow?
I'm lookin' through my window What about us? Tell me why I still can't see where's the rainbow
I'm lookin' through my window What about us? Tell me why I still can't see where's the rainbow I still can't see where's the rainbow
Se atiras mendigos No imundo xadrez Com teus inimigos E amigos, talvez A lei tem motivos Pra te confinar Nas grades do teu próprio lar
Se no teu distrito Tem farta sessão De afogamento, chicote Garrote e punção A lei tem caprichos O que hoje é banal Um dia vai dar no jornal
Se manchas as praças Com teus esquadrões Sangrando ativistas Cambistas, turistas, peões A lei abre os olhos A lei tem pudor E espeta o seu próprio inspetor
E se definitivamente a sociedade só te tem desprezo e horror E mesmo nas galeras és nocivo, és um estorvo, és um tumor Que Deus te proteja És preso comum Na cela faltava esse um
Station To Station Composer(s): David Bowie First release by: David Bowie - 1976
The return of the Thin White Duke Throwing darts in lovers' eyes Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff From where dreams are woven Bending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circle Here am I, flashing no colour Tall in this room overlooking the ocean
Here are we, one magical movement from Kether to Malkuth There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes The return of the Thin White Duke, making sure white stains
Once there were mountains on mountains And once there were sunbirds to soar with And once I could never be down Got to keep searching and searching Oh, what will I be believing and who will connect me with love? Wonder *who*, wonder who, wonder when Have you sought fortune, evasive and shy? Drink to the men who protect you and I Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass high
Two Times: It's not the side-effects of the cocaine I'm thinking that it must be love It's too late - to be grateful It's too late - to be late again It's too late - to be hateful The European cannon is here
I must be only one in a million I won't let the day pass without her It's too late - to be grateful It's too late - to be late again It's too late - to be hateful The European cannon is here
Should I believe that I've been stricken? Does my face show some kind of glow? It's too late - to be grateful It's too late - to be late again It's too late - to be hateful The European cannon is here, yes it's here It's too late
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late The European cannon is here
Hindustan Composer(s): Oliver G. Wallace; Harold Weeks
Camel trappings jingle, harp strings sweetly tingle with a sweet voice mingle, underneath the stars singing memories are bringing
temple bells are ringing calling me a far
Shades of night are falling, nightingales are calling every heart enthralling, underneath the stars Sighing, like the night wind dying, soft my heart is crying for my love afar
Hindustan, where we stopped to rest our tired caravan Hindustan, where the painted peacock spread his fan Hindustan, where the purple sunbird flashed across the sand, Hindustan, where I met her and the world began
